OBS Chapter 368 I won’t lose
Chapter 368 I won’t lose
Gu Juncheng knew it was him as soon as he heard the footsteps, so he didn't say anything and continued to process the fish.
Lu Chuang also came over and started cleaning the chicken.
The kitchen was inexplicably filled with a competitive atmosphere.
It was the atmosphere that made Lu Chuang insist on competing against Gu Juncheng.
But when it comes to doing housework, Lu Chuang is really no match for Gu Juncheng.
In a short while, Gu Juncheng had cleaned the fish and chopped it into pieces, while Lu Chuang held a chicken intestine in his hand, looking like he was about to vomit.
Seeing this, Gu Juncheng reached out to clean the chicken, but Lu Chuang held him down firmly, refusing to let him touch it, and glared at him, saying, "This is mine!"
Gu Juncheng didn't argue with him and turned to wash the vegetables.
Lu Chuang felt another wave of nausea and vomiting as he carried the chicken intestines.
Sister Zhao came in at that moment and hurriedly said, "Let me do it, let me do it. How can you do it? You're the guest!"
Lu Chuang refused to admit defeat, "I can do it! I'll do it! I won't lose to him!"
Sister Zhao looked at him, what she really wanted to say was: I just didn't know how to cook, we don't want everyone eating food with a strong smell...
But Lu Chuang didn't think so. He wanted to close his eyes, hold his breath, and desperately rinse and knead the string of chicken intestines underwater.
When he thought it was about time, he opened his eyes and saw that his hands were covered in a sticky substance. The kitchen walls, the cutting board, his own arms, and his clothes were all splattered with this stuff.
He didn't know if the thing was clean, or how clean it was. He wondered if it was clean if it didn't smell. After hesitating for a long time, he finally mustered up the courage to put the clump of chicken intestines surrounded by white, sticky foam under his nose.
With a loud "whoosh," he could no longer hold it in and began to vomit into the sink.
After finally recovering, the things in my hands had already been taken over by someone else.
It is Gu Juncheng.
He calmly added something to the chicken intestines, then kneaded them with both hands until a lot of white and yellow paste came out. He then rinsed it under the water, and the chicken intestines that Lu Chuang couldn't get right were cleaned up perfectly.
Lu Chuang's face also tightened, with the naivety unique to young people. He walked to Gu Juncheng's side and said angrily, "I'll do the rest."
Gu Juncheng couldn't stand it anymore. "Go and rest. The kitchen doesn't need you."
"No!" Lu Chuang said defiantly, "What you can do, I can do too. What you can't do, I can still do, and I can do it better than you."
Gu Juncheng was confused. Why was he comparing himself to me?
Lu Chuang gave him an answer: "I'm no worse than you. What you can't give Comrade Lin, I will definitely give her. I will give her happiness."
Gu Juncheng vaguely understood. Did Lu Chuang know who he was?
Sure enough, Lu Chuang then said, "I know you still like her, right?"
Gu Juncheng paused while cutting meat, almost cutting his finger.
This came too suddenly.
“We’re both men, don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking,” Lu Chuang snorted. “If you don’t like her, why are you always around her? I don’t know what excuse you used to get her to agree to let you stay here. Maybe it was because you’re from the same hometown, or maybe it was because you’re the father of her child, but in my opinion, it’s just that you’re shameless.”
Gu Juncheng was cutting meat, the sound of the knife hitting the cutting board interspersed with his words.
"I treated you like an older brother!" Lu Chuang's tone was filled with resentment. "But you're the one who hurt her. Don't deny it, she's such a good person. If you hadn't hurt her, how could she have divorced you?"
Gu Juncheng stopped cutting the meat and remained silent.
"Tell me, do you want to win her back?" Lu Chuang asked aggressively.
Gu Juncheng put down the knife, turned around, and asked, "What's it to you?"
"Of course we're related!" Lu Chuang roared. "I won't let you get away with this! So what if you're his ex-husband? So what if you still live in this house? You're the 'ex' now!"
Gu Juncheng remained calm. "Then good luck!"
To Lu Chuang, these words were blatant contempt. "I will, don't worry, I won't lose to you."
So, the reason I went into the kitchen to fight that chicken was so that I wouldn't lose to him?
"What are you talking about?" Lin Qingping's voice rang out from behind.
"It's nothing!" the two said in unison.
Lin Qingping felt something was off about them.
“Preparing to stew chicken…” Lu Chuang said, pointing to the chicken, his hands still covered with the contents of the chicken intestines, and his clothes still sticky with residue.
Lin Qingping shook her head. "You all go out. Let me and Sister Zhao handle this."
“I’m not leaving! I want to help you!” Lu Chuang shouted.
Gu Juncheng chuckled.
Lu Chuang turned around angrily, "What are you laughing at? I will!"
"Then you can go out," Lin Qingping said to Gu Juncheng.
Gu Juncheng didn't say anything, but silently picked up a carrot and started chopping it.
A carrot was sliced into thin slices in the blink of an eye under his knife.
The slices are truly thin, and the knife work is extremely neat, with each slice being the same thickness.
Then he quickly sliced the thin slices into even, fine shreds, which looked very nice when arranged on a plate.
Gu Juncheng put down the knife and looked at Lu Chuang, as if to say, "You come here!"
Lu Chuang's face turned purple. He really didn't have that kind of knife skill.
"Gu Juncheng, what are you doing?" Lin Qing said angrily. "I was going to chop the carrots into chunks to stew with beef brisket. Why did you cut them all into shreds?"
Lu Chuang chuckled and returned the chuckle with a mocking look.
"Both of you get out of here! If you linger any longer, lunch will turn into dinner!" Lin Qingping waved her hand.
“Okay, Comrade Lin, I’ll be obedient and go out.” Lu Chuang suddenly acted like a good boy.
"Okay, go ahead and play with them for a while. Dinner will be ready soon." Lin Qingping's tone softened.
Lu Chuang turned and left.
Gu Juncheng stood there, motionless for a long time.
"What are you still doing here?" Lin Qingping's tone was full of disdain.
Gu Juncheng chuckled, "Yes, that's my tone. I always speak softly and gently to him?"
"What's wrong?" Lin Qingping ignored him.
"It's nothing!" Gu Juncheng washed his hands. "Are you sure you don't need my help?"
"Go!"
"Afraid that people will misunderstand if I'm alone with you?" He chuckled.
Say what you want! Do whatever you want!
Gu Juncheng shook his head. "I'm not trying to be mean, Lin Qingping, but you're not suitable for your younger brother."
"What do you mean by that? I don't like hearing it! Am I getting old?" Lin Qingping said sternly.
“No,” Gu Juncheng said. “It’s not that your brother is bad, but at least he’s not suitable for you. Lin Qingping, you’re not as strong as you think. You’ll get tired and lonely. You don’t need someone who looks up to you. What you need is someone who can walk alongside you.”
Lin Qingping was stunned, as if something had struck her heart.