The hourly worker wore gloves and an apron, and smiled brightly. "Ms. Nian, I have already cleaned the apartment. I have cleaned the fish you asked for and put it in the refrigerator. Is there anything else you need me to do?"
"No, you can get off work." Nian Mu said coldly. He glanced at the living room and saw that it was clean.
"Well, okay, I'll get off work first." The hourly worker finished his work, took off his gloves and apron, put the things back in their place, and then turned around and left.
Nian Mu picked up the sample, put it in a light-proof sealed bag, and put it in a sterilizing cupboard. She didn't have as many equipment as in the laboratory, so she could only use household appliances to do research.
After all, these cannot be taken to the laboratory.
After Nian Mu took care of everything, he took out the fish that the part-time worker had prepared from the refrigerator, cut it into pieces, and planned to make a pot of fish soup and eat it simply with the leftover porridge from lunch.
An hour later, the thick and white fish soup was ready.
Nianmu put the food on the table when the doorbell rang.
She had a hunch that the person outside the door was Mu Shaoling.
If she didn't open the door, he would have the password to come in. He didn't want to explain too much, so Nianmu walked over and opened the door. Sure enough, the man outside the door was him.
"Mr. Mu, why are you here?" She looked at the man, a hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes. The more she tried to keep a distance from him, the more opportunities she had to meet him.
Normally, there were few opportunities to meet on different floors when working and working, and she thought it was normal. But now that she was resting at home, there were more opportunities to meet, and she felt something was wrong.
Mu Shaoling really seemed to be responsible for her at this moment...
Picking her up from the hospital and hiring part-time workers to take care of her...
Noticing the helplessness in her eyes, Mu Shaoling's expression did not change and he deliberately asked: "You're not welcome?"
"No, please come in." Nian Mu shook his head and made way for him to come in.
Mu Shaoling walked in, unbuttoned the jacket of his suit with one hand, and hung it directly on the hanger behind the door. His movements were skillful, as if he were at home.
He smelled the aroma of the food and asked, "Is the meal ready?"
"Yeah." Nian Mu nodded and looked at the dining table. If he came here at this time, he must not have eaten yet...
It was polite and appropriate to invite him to eat together, but among the dishes on the table, only the fish soup was fresh, and the other meals were all leftovers from lunch.
In the Mu family's old house, leftover meals would usually be disposed of by the cook. The meals would not last for the night, or even for one meal. There would never be any leftovers from lunch in the evening meal.
Therefore, Mu Shaoling has very high requirements for the freshness of his food.
It was all lunch, so how could she invite her?
"Don't you plan to treat me to dinner?" Mu Shaoling asked again.
Nian Mu felt helpless and kept an arm's length away from him. This distance was quite safe.
She said: "Everything on the table is the leftovers from lunch. Only the fish soup is fresh. You must not be used to it, right?"
"Who made the fish soup?" Mu Shaoling asked, walking to the dining table. There were indeed leftovers.
"I did it." Nian Mu answered honestly, looking at his actions, he seemed to be about to sit down.
Seeing that there was only a pair of bowls and chopsticks, Mu Shaoling wanted to sit down, but suddenly he stood up straight again and walked to the kitchen.
Nian Mu knew that this action was undoubtedly to get the bowls and chopsticks.
At noon, he took the initiative to clear away the dishes and chopsticks. He must have clearly known the furnishings in her kitchen. After a while, Mu Shaoling came out with the dishes and chopsticks.
He looked so rude that Nian Mu almost thought that these meals were all prepared for him.
Watching him sit down, Nian Mu said slowly: "I don't have any rice to cook, I only have porridge, is that okay?"
Mu Shaoling looked at her and said, "Okay, I'm not picky about food."
Nian Mu knew that he was not picky about food, but he had very high requirements for food.
She picked up the spoon and wanted to fill a bowl of porridge for him, but Mu Shaoling said, "I'll drink some soup first."
Seeing what he said, Nian Mubin put down his spoon, pointed to the large covered bowl opposite him, and said, "That's fish soup."
Mu Shaoling opened the lid of the bowl and looked at the thick white fish soup inside. A burst of fresh fragrance hit his nostrils. He filled a large bowl and took a sip. It was indeed made by her.
He likes to drink the soup she makes.
Mu Shaoling usually doesn't like to eat leftovers, but because there are dishes made by Ruan Bai here, he decided to eat them.
Seeing his satisfied expression, Nian Mu asked curiously: "Mr. Mu, you are eating here, where are the children?"
"Uncle Zhang will pick them up and drop them off." Mu Shaoling explained, "I have eaten and will go back to the company to work overtime later."
"Isn't it troublesome to run around like this?" Nian Mu asked subconsciously. Although the company is not far from here, it is quite time-consuming to come and go like this.
This is not something he would do.
"I don't want to eat takeout." Mu Shaoling took a sip of the warm soup, and the warmth reached his stomach. He looked at Nian Mu with deep eyes, "My stomach is not good, and eating too much takeout is not good."
Nian Mu agreed with this statement. His stomach was indeed bad. Thinking about it, it made sense for him to come here for dinner.
Except for one thing, her current identity is not Ruan Bai.
Nianmu lowered his head and drank the porridge without making a sound.
After Mu Shaoling finished the fish soup in the bowl, he started to drink porridge.
The porridge for lunch was eaten now, and it naturally didn't taste good. He wanted to continue drinking the soup, but Nian Mu probably didn't expect him to come, so he didn't make much soup, so he reluctantly finished the porridge.
A mouthful of porridge and a bite of side dishes. Although it was not delicious, he felt happy with Nianmu by his side.
After the two finished dinner, Nian Mu came out of the kitchen with a thermos and said, "Mr. Mu, since you have to work overtime, you can take this fish soup to the company to drink."
"Why is there still more?" Mu Shaoling asked. All the soup in the big bowl was finished just now, wasn't it?
Nian Mu said: "How can a fish get so little fish soup? I originally wanted to save it until tomorrow, but it won't be fresh after overnight. You can take it and drink it."
He will work overtime at the company tonight. When Nian Mu said this, he was no longer polite and took the thermos bottle, "Thank you."
Listening to his thank you, Nian Mu remembered that he used to say thank you to his wife, but now that he doesn't have a title, it seems that his warmth has been reduced by half.
After dinner, Mu Shaoling went back to the company to work overtime. He put on his coat, opened the door with a thermos bottle, and seemed to sense something, and turned around to look at Nian Mu.
She is also looking at herself.
Their eyes met, Nianmu felt a little sad in his heart and asked: "Is there anything else?"
"The fish soup you made is delicious. It tastes just like the fish soup my wife used to make." After Mu Shaoling finished speaking, he closed the door.
Nian Mu felt a sense of sadness. Of course it was the same. When making the soup, she didn't expect that Mu Shaoling would come to eat, so the recipe of the fish soup did not change.
