Just as Lu Wanwan was speechless, he saw Li Jingchen walking out of the next room.
He was wearing a white shirt, with the cuffs rolled up, exposing his forearms, and in the crook of his arm was an enamel basin with a flower base and red edges. It was obviously a very down-to-earth country utensil, but how did it get into his hands?
But you have the fashion sense of a male model on a catwalk?
After Lu Wanwan glanced at it, he quickly looked away.
On the other side, Li Jingchen looked through the fence and saw her tapping the faucet, as if she was distressed about something.
He was about to call her over to get the water, but saw her suddenly turn around and go into the house.
He laughed to himself, thinking that she was avoiding him again.
After a while, she walked out of the house with a broom and handed it to him across the fence: "Mr. Li, give it back to you."
Li Jingchen crossed his arms across his chest and took it in no hurry: "Miss Lu, your unkempt appearance is really far from usual."
Lu Wanwan was startled, and she didn't know why she could walk up to him so naturally. Whether she saw Fu Shuo or other people, she had to tidy up, for fear of being rude.
Maybe it's because I've been honest with him before...so if it's ugly, it's ugly. It's not like he hasn't seen it before.
Seeing that she was in a daze, Li Jingchen couldn't help but joked: "Why don't you brush your teeth and wash your face quickly? When Party Secretary Wu and the others see you later, they think you are the same person as yesterday."
"..."
"Give me the basin."
Lu Wanwan, who mistakenly thought that his condition was really bad, quickly handed over the basin in order to present a good spirit to Party Secretary Wu later.
Li Jingchen immediately put her basin under the faucet to collect the water. Lu Wanwan looked over and found that the water flowing out was extremely clear. It was probably mountain spring water.
As for the faucet on the old lady's side, maybe it was blocked by something dirty and couldn't be used.
Li Jingchen filled a basin of water and handed it to her.
After Lu Wanwan said "thank you" politely, he reached out and took it. Her reflection was reflected in the water, and she couldn't help but look at her face carefully.
Seeing this, Li Jingchen chuckled lightly and said, "I just lied to you. Miss Lu is still in her prime and lovable."
Hearing this, Lu Wanwan gritted his teeth, secretly annoyed that he shouldn't care about what he said, and then turned his back to brush his teeth and wash his face, ignoring him no more.
When Lu Wanwan tied up her hair with the headband on her wrist, she saw that the door curtain was opened by a trembling hand. She quickly walked up and helped roll up the door curtain: "Grandma, good morning!"
"...Okay." The old lady responded with a smile and pointed to the kitchen.
"You mean, you want me to make breakfast?" Lu Wanwan asked.
The old lady shook her head and motioned for Lu Wanwan to follow her.
Lu Wanwan followed her into the kitchen. After the old woman opened the drawer, she saw that breakfast had been prepared.
Lu Wanwan brought the food to the wooden table outside the house. Li Jingchen, who had just washed his face next door, felt his Adam's apple twitching when he saw this.
The owner of the house here was a widower who lost his wife. He didn't have the habit of eating breakfast. He picked up the hoe and went up the mountain. He was thinking about what to do.
At this time, the old lady waved to him kindly and invited him to come and have breakfast with her.
Li Jingchen curled his thin lips and said, "Then I will be disrespectful."
Lu Wanwan couldn't stop her. She was neither the owner of this place nor a relative of the old lady. She could only watch Li Jingchen come over to eat with them.
However, her attitude was not warm.
After Li Jingchen sat down, he lowered his eyes and saw a drawer of steamed buns on the wooden table. He heard that they were made from corn flour. Lu Wanwan picked up one, breathed, took a bite, and gave a thumbs up.
, I praised the old lady for her good craftsmanship.