Yun Qiao changed her shoes and sat on the sofa. Seeing that it was already eight o'clock in the evening, she asked, "Have you eaten?"
Cheng Yuan: "No."
"Why don't you eat?"
"Wait for you."
He said.
Yun Qiao ordered takeout first and then went to take a shower. When she finished washing and changed her clothes and came out with her half-dried hair rolled up casually, Cheng Yuan had already taken her owner card and went to the door to pick up the takeout.
Nowadays, society is different. If it is not a large villa, ordinary apartment buildings do not like to use servants.
There is only one cleaner here in Yunqiao, and she comes here every morning to work for three hours: cleaning, buying fresh vegetables and fruits, and chopping vegetables and garnishing.
When he has nothing to do, Yun Qiao will also cook a few dishes.
These were learned during the war.
There is nothing that people cannot do, especially things with little technical content. It depends on whether you want to do it or not.
When busy, Yun Qiao also eats takeout.
Compared with the past, the food now has improved. No matter in terms of variety, freshness or cooking method, she is quite satisfied with it anyway.
"What did you do today?"
Yun Qiao chatted with Cheng Yuan while eating.
Cheng Yuan: "Playing games, thinking about life, and picking up videos of my grandma and getting scolded."
Yun Qiao: "Why don't you go out to play?"
"You took the key chain away, and the door cards and elevator cards are all there. How can I come back if I go out?"
Yun Qiao: "You really want to rely on me?"
Cheng Yuan: "Give my grandparents some time to calm down."
Yun Qiao: "...Fortunately I have no descendants, otherwise a little scoundrel like you would make me mad."
Cheng Yuan: "Oh."
Yun Qiao: "..."
After dinner, Yun Qiao instructed Cheng Yuan to sort the garbage, throw it away, and then wash the two people's dishes.
Cheng Yuan was also obedient.
She walked to the balcony, enjoying the cool night breeze of early summer, and called Cheng Fengding.
"... Otherwise, let him trouble you for a few days first.
Give him some time, and you can help us persuade him."
Cheng Fengding said.
Yun Qiao: "Okay, give him some time."
"Actually, I'm also thinking, anyway, he can apply for a two-year leave of absence from the university. Do you think you can let him go into the circle to play?
When he gets tired of playing, he will still go to school."
Cheng Fengding said.
Yun Qiao: "..."
Did you give in so quickly?
No wonder Cheng Yuan was nurtured into the virtues of this little overlord.
Yun Qiao felt that Cheng Fengding doted on Cheng Yuan too much.
But until outsiders point it out, there are some things that cannot be said.
"You can discuss it later and talk to his parents."
Yun Qiao said, "Children can't be so arrogant."
She couldn't help but say it.
Cheng Fengding sighed: "Cheng Yuan is actually very measured."
Yun Qiao: "..."
"...He has been very rebellious over the years, but I always feel that he knows what he wants and is working hard in that direction.
We are people of different times, have different thoughts, and see the world in different ways.
Maybe we can't understand what he said, and what he did is even more incomprehensible.
Cheng Yuan has a good conscience and he has never made any big mistakes."
Cheng Fengding said, "The children I raised myself have never set wrong examples and taught them by words and deeds. I trust them."
Yun Qiao: "..."
Yun Qiao was convinced that a spoiled child could tell a whole set of truths.
I guess behind every naughty child there is a parent who does nothing like this.
The Cheng family is still planning to follow Cheng Yuan.
No matter how outrageous Cheng Yuan's demands were or how excessive his actions were, they all classified it as "rebellion."
Yun Qiao still felt that it was a blessing to have no children or grandchildren, otherwise he would be annoyed to death by these unsatisfactory things all day long.
One generation is worse than the other.
She hung up the phone and blew in the night breeze for a while to calm down.
In the blink of an eye, Yun Qiao realized something was not right and turned on the balcony light.
Her sneakers, eight pairs in total, some of which were thrown in the cloakroom, were now neatly placed on the balcony.
Every pair is clean, not even a speck of dust can be seen on the soles.
The weather is average today and the shoes are all dry.
Cheng Yuan finished washing the dishes and walked to the balcony: "I washed them and dried them with a hair dryer. You can wear them tomorrow morning.