Chapter 37

When it rains on a cloudy day, people's mood is generally not good because of the weather.

Especially Yue Zitong, a single young woman who doesn't go to a nightclub to have fun after work, can only go home in low spirits, curl up on the sofa and watch the heavy rain outside in a daze. She can't help but start to recall some unpleasant things, which makes her mood more depressed and negative.

Today is different. President Yue actually drove home humming a little song. After seeing the splashing water from the wheel, he thought it was very beautiful. Even the harsh sound of car horns in the past sounded so pleasant.

It wasn't until the car drove into the villa yard that she suddenly realized that she was very abnormal.

It's too abnormal. Why is she so happy? After work, all she wants is to go home as soon as possible, just like children are looking forward to the new year.

Is it because there are more people at home?

Cut, how can it be? I'm in a good mood. It's all because it's raining. I don't know if the farmer's corn needs watering. This late downpour is enough to make the thirsty land drink enough.

I'm worried about the country and the people. In other words, the shameless scum didn't rush out with an umbrella when she saw me driving into the yard. She looked like a dog leg?

After waiting for a moment, I didn't wait for the scum to run out with an umbrella. I was always angry. After a cold hum, I thought that there was an umbrella in the back of the car.

Don't let me see you sleeping on the sofa in the living room. I promise I won't kill you.

Yue Zitong walked into the living room with a straight face, threw the rain on the umbrella, put it in front of the door, pushed the door and walked into the living room.

Scum is not in the living room, nor is it in the kitchen, and the door of the East guest room is also hidden. You can see the clean wooden bed at a glance - eh, where are his people?

Yue Zitong is sure that he will never go up to the second floor without her permission. After all, when she drove into the yard, she once gently lit the horn. If he really dares to go to her territory and do "bad things", he would have run down in a hurry.

After confirming that Mr. scum didn't hide and trying to scare her, Yue Zitong suddenly became inexplicably agitated: can't he stand being with me and going away while I'm at work?

Hum, go away!

After kicking on the door, Mr. Yue kicks his shoes twice again, and the pair of thin high-heeled sexy shoes fly out, just like the little good family who was abandoned by the heartless man, lying on the floor.

"Just go away, just go away, save me the trouble to get rid of it."

Yue Zitong murmured. He went to the wine cabinet and poured a glass of red wine. As usual, he was lying lazily on the sofa with two white feet on the table. He took the remote control and turned on the TV.

The national football team is playing a football match against a country in the Middle East whining about the disaster victims. It is still playing at home. It's one game behind. Those fans in the stands who love you and don't regret it all start to curse their mother.

Maybe due to the influence of his career, Yue Zitong also likes this kind of power sports, and he is barely a fake fan. In the past, he used to put the national flag on his cheek and go to the scene to cheer on those players who are not good at it and have a good temper. I hope they can die tragically and heroically like a man.

Now look, she wants to curse!

It wasn't like this before. No matter how bad the performance of the national football team is, she won't spit out a series of insults, such as rubbish and dementia, to damage her noble image as a proud woman, and even want to smash the TV.

"Die, Dutchman!"

Just as president Yue raised the remote control and was about to smash it on the TV, the door of the living room opened and someone cried out in a fuss: "Damn, you have no conscience, right? It's raining so hard, so that you can eat more comfortable, I went to buy for you in the rain, but you let me die! "

Eh, why did the national football team suddenly kick beautifully?

Tut, tut, look at that No. 9, how beautiful the action of the falling shovel is?

Yeah, yeah, that's it!

Put down those domestic refugees who can't even eat and have the face to play football - my aunt is in a good mood. She wants to jump into the TV and kick a player of a certain country. On the surface, she is still faint. She puts down the remote control and looks up at the door.

Li Nanfang was drenched all over. He carried several plastic bags in his hands, which were full of vegetables and meat seasonings. There was a plastic bag under his left armpit, and fresh and green wild vegetables came out.

It turns out that he went shopping and didn't go quietly.

Yue Zitong eyebrows slightly Yang, light explanation: "I don't mean you, are scolding those who play football."

"Oh, I said you can't be so heartless. Scold, you continue to scold, by the way also scold a few words for me, I go to cook. What? You're lucky today. I found some fresh shepherd's purse on the way back. It's a good thing. It's green and nutritious. If you knock on an egg and use an electric pancake pan to brand it, it will make your mouth water

Li Nanfang put on his shoes and went to the kitchen. When he passed a high-heeled shoe, he raised his foot and kicked it in front of the sofa at will. He said, "please respect my labor achievements in the future. Don't throw the shoes around. It's indecent and dirty the floor."

Yue Zitong found out that she had lived in the house for two years. When she cleaned Li NanFang's house that night, the floor was much cleaner than when she left in the morning.

Of course, she would not admit her mistake and said, "cut, is this my home? I'll do whatever I like. Can you manage it? "

Li Nanfang ignored her.

Really smart men will never quarrel with women in this kind of thing, because they can find 10000 reasons to explain that they really do not need to cherish the fruits of other people's work.

It's better to save energy and make something delicious to treat yourself. Mr. Li is a carnivore. No matter how many light dishes he eats, they will disappear in an hour.

Of course, Mr. Li is not stupid enough to go shopping when it's going to rain. He took a taxi when Yue Zitong was off work. After shopping, he hid in the car waiting for her to get off work.

No matter what he thinks of Yue Zitong, he must always provide her with covert protection. There's no way. If this girl really has a problem, he can't explain it to his teacher's mother.

After following Yue Zitong's car safely into the villa, Li Nanfang wanted to enjoy the rainy scenery and found that the slope behind the green belt was covered with shepherd's purse.

Humming a little song about my sister's tears, Li Nanfang quickly picked up the wild vegetables, but he couldn't help swallowing.

He has always thought that cooking, like killing people, is worthy of his whole heart, as an art.

Strictly speaking, cooking is more important than killing people.

Only those self righteous old men regard cooking as a trifle that is harmful to men's dignity. How can they feel the satisfaction of making a good meal by themselves?

Let Yue Zitong do it?

Damn, don't tease me. Who would expect a woman who only has noodles in the kitchen to make delicious food? That must be because her head is kicked by a donkey, or it's raining.

"Shall I help you?"

After hearing Yue Zitong's voice coming from the kitchen door, Li Nanfang, squatting on the ground to choose food, looked back and saw a pair of white feet, which were set in a pair of red crystal slippers. The red and white were very attractive. Then he raised his hand and patted his thigh: "Oh, forget it!"

"Forget what?"

Yue Zitong was startled by Li Nanfang and asked with concern.

"I forgot to buy two pig feet. Slow boiled pig's feet and soybeans, it is absolutely delicious in the world - ah, why are you mad? Why do you hit me with smelly shoes? "

Li NanFang's head tilted, and the crystal slipper kicked by Yue Zitong hit him on the shoulder. He took it and threw it back. He roared: "if you don't want to eat, just tell me. Don't be nervous - it stinks. You haven't washed your feet for several years?"

Yue Zitong sidestepped to avoid the flying slippers, hummed coldly and hopped with one foot. Like super Mary, he jumped to the sofa and sat down.

If it wasn't for the scum cooking, she would never have stopped so easily. Who let him stare at her feet and say that pig's hoof is gone? I really thought that General Yue was short of muscle and couldn't hear him satirizing her?

"Eye less bastard, whose pig's hoof can be so white and delicate?"

After thinking about it, Yue Zitong got up from the sofa and quickly walked up the stairs.

She doesn't want this guy to take advantage of her anymore. She has to put on socks, those thick socks.

When Mr. Yue took a bath by the way, sat in front of the bed with a notebook, summed up a proposal of the company, put on a loose household clothes and came down, Li Nanfang also put the dinner on the table.

A large plate of eggs, fried shepherd's purse, dried rice, half a pot of stewed pork that can hold pigs to death, exudes fragrance. The green sea rice climbs rape, and after pouring sesame oil, it's refreshing to look at, plus a plate of ginger lotus root with excellent knife work.

"Boss Yue, are you satisfied with Xiaodi's dinner?"

Li Nanfang, who must have eaten a few pieces of braised pork for a long time, wiped her glossy lips and opened the chair for her.

"That's all. Make do with it."

Yue Zitong sat down, and even she wondered how she could feel at ease when she accepted this guy's hospitality. Don't forget that we had dinner together this morning. Last night, we almost lost our lives——

Li Nanfang didn't expect Yue Zitong to praise him. He laughed generously and asked, "would you like to have a drink?"

Yue Zitong doesn't object. It's said that red wine can beautify your face when you have dinner, but it's probably just a business means of those wine sellers who say that they have to drink red wine in order to persuade women to get used to drinking.

When Li Nanfang went to get the wine, the light suddenly went out, and the darkness immediately surrounded Yue Zitong.

It's no surprise that there may be a power failure in rainy days, but Yue Zi Tong's family doesn't have any emergency lights. It seems that they rely on the flashlight that comes with their mobile phone.

As soon as she took out her mobile phone, there was a warm red light behind her. When she looked back, she saw Li Nanfang coming in with a candlestick, and the two red candles on it were bursting with flames.

"I heard it was your 48th birthday a few days ago. I don't know. I'll give aunt Yue a warm candlelight dinner tonight. It's a supplement for you."

Li Nanfang came over with a smile and put the candlestick in the middle of the table.

"You are wrong. I am eighty-eight this year. You have to call me grandma," he said