"You brat, do you still know that you have me as your master?"

"How long has it been since you've been here?"

Facing Yang Junxiang's reprimand, Xu Jie, who had always been calm and calm, stood aside obediently like a student who had done something wrong, not daring to speak loudly.

"What, what?"

Pu Yimei picked up the clean spoon in her hand and tapped Yang Junxiang's arm.

"It's hard for Ajie to come here once."

"Why are you showing off your authority here?"

"Why don't you hurry up and get a bowl and serve some noodles?"

Yang Junxiang was about to say a few words of authority when Pu Yimei stopped him with a look.

During those days when Xu Jie was here, he had long been accustomed to this.

He quickly took the spoon from the master's wife's hand.

"Master's wife, I'm coming, I'm coming."

Not long after, three bowls of braised noodles were brought to the table.
Chapter completed!