Chapter 1294: Dare to eat her meal

It wasn't until the evening that I came back. It happened that the hospital was closer to the Lu family. Today, she lived here at the Lu family. It was not the first time she lived in the Lu family.

And she hadn't had a good meal in one day or so.

When Lu Yi came in, he saw that Fang Zhu was eating rice on the table, and when he saw the egg fried rice on the plate, he actually felt a headache, and he was already drunk by Fang Zhu. Soup.

"Are you coming over to eat?" Fang Zhu himself filled himself with a bowl of fried rice and sat there eating. The soup was good, but there was too little. Let's get more people next time.

Lu Yi walked over and saw the rice in the pot. There were as many as two people. According to the woman's temperament, it was impossible to cook too much, so there are two people, which proves that the woman did not eat. of.

And Fang Zhu didn't care about the three, seven, twenty-one, and put all the rice in his bowl. This shrimp was very delicious, and after the shrimp was ready, it was peeled out one by one. It's also not greasy and greasy, and it's also fresh. It's really much better than the fried shrimp.

When she ate her own portion, she found that there was another on the plate.

You give me these, Fang Zhu said in his mouth, and he also picked up the shrimps with his hands.

It is said that you eat it every day. I don’t eat it often. The cook in your house is good, and the food is fried well.

But she felt a little strange. Lu Yi did not say that they would come back today. Somehow, someone prepared the rice and knew that she likes fried rice, so she specially made fried rice for her.

When Yan Huan came out, he was going to eat his own meal. As a result, the person sitting on the table drank her soup and ate her fried rice, just like a pig, You ate all of one plate and finished the other.

She cast her face down, holding back hard. Otherwise, she was really unsure. After a while, she could really hold back, and took a chair and directly hit Fang Zhu's face.

Who allowed her to eat the food she cooked, or his X eats the same as the pig, this is a university teacher, an intellectual, or a woman with a high academic qualification and a high IQ.

Do you have any brains or politeness? This is what a woman with high IQ does. Is a woman with knowledge just dialing it in someone else's bowl? What do you think of yourself and others? What happened, she made this. Tell her who can still eat it, the meal was made by herself, but when someone rubbed it with chopsticks, she felt sick.

At this time, Lu Yi also found her, Yan Huan stared at him fiercely.

Let's go, the old lady doesn't wait any longer, and later wants to let her give him a grain of rice again.

She ran angrily back to her room, her stomach still gurgled, and she felt very wronged.

If it’s not that it’s the Lu family, it’s not that she’s a servant, because of her temperament, how could you let yourself suffer such a loss, it’s all a loss, and she’s not the one Called Yan Huan.

She endured just because there was not only a surname outside, but also a surname Lu.

Fang Zhu put the plate on the table, and then hiccuped. I was going to sleep. I said something tomorrow, and she really felt that she was too sleepy. Awake.

And the table was also a mess. After the soup was finished, one plate of fried rice was eaten up, and the other plate was half left, but the delicious foods above, such as shrimp, ham, hard-corned corn, etc., also Most of them were picked away. Originally, a plate was exactly the amount of a person. If you were too hungry, you would owe a little, but most of the plates were all eaten up, but Fang Zhu was like this since childhood. This is the only daughter in the family, everything is close to her, and the temperament is also dominated by domineering and selfishness, especially in eating, Lu Yi is accustomed to Fang Zhu's temperament.

It doesn't matter how she eats on weekdays, but today the meal is not made by the cook, but by Yan Huan. Yan Huan obviously didn’t eat it. Now that Fang Zhu is so distracted, the woman’s temper is also irritable. The gloves that others have worn are unwilling to take. How can you eat the leftover food from others, don’t say Yan Huan for this meal, Even she herself didn't want to touch it again.

He picked up the dishes on the table, took them to the kitchen, and dumped the rest of the food in the trash

Then he rolled up his sleeves again and took out the noodles from the refrigerator.

"Knock..."

He knocked on the door.

Yan Huan was lying on the bed, feeling very hungry, but the more hungry, the more wronged, the more wronged, the more she wanted to cry. Everyone here bullied her, and the food she had worked so hard didn't take a bite. , In the end, it was given to the enemy, when she was so bully?

"Knock..."

There was another door sound outside, and Yan Huan sat up, and wiped his tears hard, not knowing who it was.

She walked over to open the door, but it wasn't anyone else standing at the door, it was Lu Yi. Lu Yi put a bowl of noodles in her hands and put them in front of her.

"Sorry."

He said, not without discovery, Yan Huan's red eyes, it was obvious that he had cried.

His fingers squeezed the edge of the bowl.

This is for you.

Yan Huan brought the bowl over. She lowered her head and looked at the sour noodle soup in the bowl. She didn't say a word, and she didn't even know what she was thinking.

Lu Yi may still want to say something, but the creeping lips and teeth may have given her a last sigh.

And he just turned around, but he heard the yell from behind him.

He turned around and saw that Yanhuan was still standing, and her hands were still in the air, but a bowl was dropped on the ground, all the noodles in the bowl were spilled, and the poached egg above the noodles, in the air It's all the taste of Guzi sour soup, but it makes people's hearts do not know why, it is so tight, it is also uncomfortable.

He hadn't responded yet, but there seemed to be a slight thorny wind blowing across his face, and the woman had already passed him and walked to the hall.

She didn't accept his kindness

Why should she make the food for his woman?

Why should I give him that, the woman she hates to eat.

One bowl of noodles wants to compensate her fried rice, she is not rare, yes, she is not rare, she is not rare at all.

Lu Yi looked at the broken bowl on the ground, and the fragments of the porcelain bowl on the ground. After half a day, he was moved, and without a word, he took the trash can and put the fragments on the ground. Picked up one piece, including the bowl of noodles, including those meals.