To put it coolly, his old man is often not at home, so why should he go to check the post? Moreover, he thinks beautifully! Who likes to check the post? Really.
But he stretched like a normal person and sat down on the sofa: "I'm so thirsty. I'll drink Bamboo Leaf Green."
I had to make a pot of bamboo leaf green for him.
He drank two cups of tea, and the more he drank, the hungrier he became.
"By the way, I haven't had dinner yet, just make me two side dishes."
Just make two side dishes!
It's easy to say. I just didn't want to cook, so I went to the mall to eat full, and when I came back, I cooked for this old man?
However, she had just secretly slandered a few words, and Uncle Wang was rude again: "You haven't made up for the meal you owed me. Miss, are you really embarrassed to refuse? Besides, I don't ask you to do it every day.
, but to help you develop the quality of keeping your promises. If you can't do something you can't do, don't write a blank check, understand?"
This is indeed the case.
There was nothing she could do, so she had to wait and cook.
Of course, the old man brought the ingredients himself: the ingredients were actually very rich and all fresh.
She opened her pocket and saw a dazzling array of fruits and vegetables packaged in categories, enough for a week.
I heard someone say leisurely: "Now the pollution is serious. The land has been turned into poisonous land by highly toxic pesticides and fertilizers. In addition, unscrupulous traders add various hormone expansion agents and the like. Food safety is very worrying. These are
The organic fruits and vegetables I brought from home are things you can’t buy outside. I asked you to move to my house but you didn’t go. It would be very troublesome to bring things with you.”
She snorted coldly, "Your uncle is so picky every day, and I died without seeing him for decades."
After a while, three dishes and one soup came out.
Wang Donglin took a look and found that it was really full of color, flavor and flavor, and the rice was just right, soft and delicious.
He was not polite, picked up the rice bowl and ate happily. However, he saw her sitting aside and not eating, "Why don't you eat? You are full just looking at me? Am I so beautiful?"
"I just came back from eating, where can I still eat?"
"Don't go out to eat gutter oil all the time in the future. It's not hygienic."
She didn't answer, gutter oil also has the fun of gutter oil, as long as you don't worry about Zhong Lanhai.
"I think you should stop wandering around all day long. It's more serious to get ready for the exam as soon as possible..."
Her eyes couldn't help but fall on the other big bag he brought: it was full of all kinds of information.
"I collected these. More and more complete information is online. I have asked someone to list it all and send it to you. Starting next week, I will arrange for a teacher to give you tutoring..."
"Shouldn't I make up for it?"
"No, I've already paid the fees. They won't refund the money."
Yan Xixi was about to say something else when the doorbell suddenly rang.
She was so surprised. Wang Donglin was already sitting here. Who would knock on the door at night? Could it be property management, water and electricity or something?
Wang Donglin was obviously surprised too.
"I'll open the door."
Yan Xixi stood up immediately: "No, I'll go."
When the door opened, she was stunned.
The people standing at the door were also stunned.
Huang Xiaojue's eyes fell on Wang Donglin at the dinner table, in disbelief.
Slowly, the eyes became very strange: anger? disappointment? pain? despair?
Why is Wang Donglin here?
Why does this guy eat here? And, it seems, he is familiar with the place.
Yan Xixi gritted her teeth and whispered: "Xiaojue, is there something wrong?"
His throat was blocked and he couldn't answer.
Before leaving, he came with one last fantasy.
(That’s it for today, have a nice weekend everyone, continue tomorrow.)
