He quickly coughed in a cover-up manner, "Grandma, sorry, I'm so old that I'm so old that I'm so old that I'm making the kitchen look like this, don't laugh at me."
Huanyan looked at the messy scene in the kitchen, thinking that even if you, Xie Mom, was so old, she would never be able to make the kitchen like this. It was not like an ordinary person, it was like an alien bombing, or
It was the enemy who sent weapons of mass destruction to fight devastatingly.
Three black lines dripped from her forehead...
Forget it, Xie's mother will definitely not tell the truth. Although Xie's mother is hiding with her, she is even more hiding with Situ Chenjue. Forget it, my aunt won't ask so much.
So he coughed, stroked his hair, and asked leisurely: "Where is Chen Jue? Has he gone out?"
"He's out."
Huanyan pouted unhappily, "Why did he go out? He didn't call me... I must have been having a party with some friends..."
Xie Ma quickly thought about the reason, "Just Master just received a call saying something happened to the company. Think about him, a big president. Although he was on vacation, he still had something to deal with. So, grandma, you should be at home first.
Take a break, listen to music, read books, and he will be back soon.”
"Oh." Huanyan glanced unintentionally and found a lot of mung beans...
green beans?
She was as careful as her hair, and suddenly thought of something and shook her head. It was unlikely that Situ Chenjue would cook specifically and make mung beans for her?
I should have just been worrying too much, maybe it was Xie Ma who bought the trunk there earlier.
Shaking her head, she turned back to her room, took the book and started reading, but she kept thinking about Situ Chenjue's actions this time.
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Speaking of which, Situ Chenjue drove a sports car around for a long time and finally found the dilapidated elementary school.
He was very happy and thought that he had finally found it, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to ask Huanyan.
As a result, he looked over and thought he would see the trembling old lady, her shop, and the group of little shit dolls.
But I didn't realize that he was too lucky today, and the small mung bean soup shop was closed.
The wooden door looked like a powerful god, firmly blocking him outside.
Situ Chenjue thought it was awful. When he saw the old lady last time, she was already in a state of stalemate, and she didn't know how old she was.
Maybe he was in poor health and the old revolutionary could not do it anymore, so he left the shop and left.
Oh my God, there is no old lady, where did you find the mysterious, legendary recipe for mung bean soup that is said to be very delicious?
He scratched his ears and heads, and felt that it was more difficult for him than signing a large order.
Go back?
no!
I just said harsh words to Xie Ma, but now I can't be ashamed to go home like this.
Just wait.
He sat in the car with a gaze, rolled up the window, and waited at the door of this dilapidated house, wanting to wait for the shop to open again.
After all, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. It was only 11 o'clock in the afternoon. Maybe the old lady got up late and she might not open the door in the afternoon. I remember the last time he came over, it seemed like the afternoon.
He was waiting and suddenly felt a little hungry in his stomach, and suddenly he remembered that he had not had breakfast yet...