MTL - The Omnipotent Big Shot Refuses His Villain Role-Chapter 3 Seafood porridge to feed the dog

  Chapter 3 Seafood Porridge Feed the Dog

   As the sun went down, He Xinyan returned to the He family.

   The butler had a gloomy old face, obviously dissatisfied: "You still know how to come back? What time is it!"

   After a pause, he didn't want to make any extra ramifications. He swallowed the original reprimand and said, "Come on, the kitchen is ready. Tonight Madam wants to eat seafood porridge."

The attitude of    is arrogant, contemptuous and rude, obviously used to using people as servants, completely forgetting that she is nominally the master and he is the servant.

  He Xinyan extracted such a paragraph from her memory.

  She has been very intelligent since she was a child. After knowing that she was not a child of the He family at the age of ten, she began to train herself in various skills, including cooking.

   Later, there was an extra villain transformation system in her mind, and her daily task was to ask her to cook for the He family to atone for her sins.

  Because of her ingenuity, the food she cooks tastes even better than a five-star hotel, and she is good at adding traditional Chinese medicine to make healthy ingredients.

  He's family likes to eat her cooking.

  Even though there was a special cook in the house, she instructed her to cook every day, making her a servant of the He family.

   Even because of her excellent craftsmanship, she became the capital for He Yuye to show off.

  From time to time, three or five will hold a lady's party at home to show his hand, which attracts the rich and rich to admire He Yuye, and also accumulates a good reputation for He Yuye.

   The housekeeper dragged her to the kitchen. She was so weak that she couldn't be bothered to break free for a while, so she simply followed.

   When we got to the kitchen, the cook and the two starters had already prepared the ingredients, and they were waiting for her to cook.

  He Xinyan rolled up her sleeves and quickly got busy in the kitchen.

   "It's so fragrant!" Following the scent, it was He Zixiao, the young master of the He family.

   He is seventeen years old this year, with an extroverted and lively personality. It is considered that the He family has the best relationship with He Xinyan - after all, he was brought up by He Xinyan.

  He Zixiao noticed the gauze wrapped around He Xinyan's hand and remembered the rumors in the school today.

   "You said that you deserved it, just because you were jealous of the second sister, you sprinkled peanut powder in the soup and caused her to be hospitalized with allergies? You deserve to be made trouble at school!"

   "Did you fall accidentally or did you do it on purpose?"

  He Xinyan has been busy all the time and didn't give him a look at his words.

   He Zixiao didn't care either, He Xinyan occasionally acted as a demon, but she would soon be subdued.

   "You're apologizing to the second sister today, aren't you? Wait a little while with a sweeter mouth and a more sincere attitude, otherwise the eldest brother and your parents won't be able to spare you!"

  He Zixiao instructed the housekeeper to call for people to come down for dinner, while rolling up his sleeves and preparing to help He Xinyan carry the whole pot of seafood porridge away.

   "Okay, let's drink porridge to fill the stomach first, you can fry two more dishes - the second sister likes to eat sweet and sour pork loin."

  He Xinyan avoided him directly with the pot, moving quickly and steadily.

   He Zixiao frowned: "How dare you try to be strong!"

   He followed He Xinyan out, saw He Xinyan put down the pot, and then went into the kitchen and quickly brought out two dishes of side dishes.

   At this time, He Yuye and Mother He also came down, and the mother and daughter supported each other, a scene of deep love between mother and daughter.

   "Yu Ye, my mother specially prepared seafood porridge for you. Your body is just right. The spleen and stomach are weak these two days, so this is just right to eat."

   "Thank you mom." He Yuye was wearing a white dress, looking extremely petite and slender, with wet eyes like a deer.

  He Xinyan had no time to appreciate it, so he sat down and opened the lid and served the porridge.

   He Zixiao glanced at it, why is the portion of this porridge a bit small, I'm afraid it's not enough.

   He glanced at Mother He worriedly, afraid that she would see that she was angry, so he hurriedly said, "It's alright, you don't need to serve it. You can quickly stir-fry the vegetables and stir-fry seafood fried rice for me."

   He Yuye took a seat at the table and smiled softly: "Xinyan has worked hard..."

   As he spoke, he reached out his hand to take the bowl of porridge that He Xinyan had placed on the table.

   Anyway, He Xinyan often does these jobs, and the He family has an unwritten rule that she, He Yuye, has priority for all good things.

   He Yuye took it for granted that He Xinyansheng's bowl of porridge was for himself.

   "You still dare to eat what I make, aren't you afraid of me poisoning?" He Xinyan suddenly spoke up.

   He Yuye was stunned for a while, and said softly, "I know Xinyan, you must not have done it on purpose last time..."

   In such a stunned moment, the bowl of porridge had been taken away by He Xinyan, she sat there and began to eat it by herself?

  He Yuye's eyes widened, shocked and at a loss.

  Not only her, but everyone present was completely dumbfounded. Mother He's face was visibly darkened to the naked eye, while He Yuye's eyes were slightly red, her eyes stubborn and aggrieved.

  He Zixiao felt a headache. Is He Xinyan crazy? He walked over angrily, "It's okay, sister, I'll serve it for you."

  He Xinyan eats porridge very fast, a bowl of seafood porridge is not enough to satisfy her hunger, so she filled another bowl, and by the way, she slammed the pot.

   The fragrance of seafood porridge is so appealing, whether it is He Mu or He Yuye, they all feel hungry and secrete water in their mouths.

   Seeing that He Zixiao didn't do anything, Mother He simply instructed her servants, "Don't hurry up and serve the porridge, the eldest lady is hungry!"

  He Xinyan finished the second bowl of porridge in two or three times, and then she felt more comfortable in her stomach.

   Then, in front of everyone, she picked up the pot and poured all the rest of the porridge into the dog basin next to the kitchen.

   This family is dreaming that they still want to eat the food she made. Even if she feeds the dogs, it is impossible for them to eat.

  The cook was even more shocked, her heart was over, He Xinyan didn't seem to prepare other ingredients!

   "He Xinyan, what do you mean, are you ill?" He Zixiao fryed his hair first, he had already warned him again and again, how dare He Xinyan be a demon?

   "You're dead, and I can't help you this time!"

  He Xinyan also poured two dishes of side dishes for the dog to eat, and left nothing for the family, so she clapped her hands.

   replied calmly, "You are sick, your whole family is sick!"

   After she finished, she walked upstairs without looking back. She had enough to eat and drink. She had to take a shower and clean up. It was too uncomfortable to wear wet clothes all the time.

  He Xinyan left suddenly, which made many people unable to react.

   When she entered her room and just closed the door, there was a loud knock on the door outside.

   But soon the knock on the door turned into a grotesque wailing—"Oops, what, it's so itchy!"

  He Xinyan slightly hooked her lips, knock, continue knocking if she has the ability, she just sprinkled tickling powder on the door, let's see who has the patience to not be afraid of tickling.

   It is also fortunate that she often cooks healthy medicated meals. There are many medicinal herbs in the kitchen, which allows her to make this kind of itchy powder while cooking.

   The He family never respected her. Anyone in her room was free to come and go and rummage at will. She was inferior to the servants, who at least closed the door and still had their own independent space.

   This time is just a small warning. Next time someone dares to break in, she will sprinkle more than itchy powder.

   (end of this chapter)