C34 She Thought She Wouldn't Care

The field had never really cared about its image, so it didn't rush to get up. Instead, it turned over and lay flat on the ground. He tilted his head and asked in dissatisfaction,

"Are you home? Why didn't you turn on the lights! "

"My home, why can't I be there? I don't like to turn on the light! "

The field blinked. What's the matter with the old man?

A bad job leads to a bad mood?

It had to be!

With a mischievous smile on his face, he stretched out his hand. "Just give me a hand!"

Every time the old man's face turned cold, she used a mischievous smile which was especially useful.

But this time, it failed. Yu Mu Chen glanced at her for a moment, then turned and walked away.

Halfway there, he suddenly stopped and didn't even turn his head back. It was as if he was talking to the air.

"In ten minutes, tidy up the kitchen and drag it twice. Once it is finished, wash the mop clean with the detergent, wring it dry and put it on the balcony to dry!"

"But I haven't finished cooking yet!"

"You came back this late because you were crazy and no one bothered to take care of you?"

Yu Mucheng turned around and stared coldly at the fields.

The field shook. What had happened to him?

Not only did he have a smelly face, his words were also very strange!

Or was it earlier?

However, thinking about it, it seemed like she had gone too far. At the very least, she should have sent him a message when she came back so late.

He probably didn't see her when he got home, so he was worried!

He always emphasized that he had promised her father that her safety would be safe with him. If something happened to her, he would have to take responsibility. He really wouldn't be able to explain himself to her family.

But was he a fool?

Couldn't he just call her if she forgot?

When she came in to change, she looked at her cell phone and didn't miss it.

Even though she felt that she was in the wrong, she still couldn't accept it.

"Of course there's someone who cares about my food, and he even ate a lot of meat!"

Brother Jia Hao didn't control her like an old man, telling her to eat less meat.

"Then why are you still in the kitchen?"

The field rolled its eyes, not wanting to tell him that she was cooking for him.

"I like it. I want to practice the dishes I learned two days ago. Is that not okay?"

Yu Mu Chen didn't answer, but turned around and walked back into the study, slamming the door behind him.

The old man wasn't being stingy, was he? You think she's wasting things?

Looking at the tightly shut study room door, he glared for a moment. His initial enthusiasm had also disappeared without a trace.

However, when he looked back and saw the chopped ingredients, he felt that he wouldn't be able to cook them properly. That would truly be a waste!

Finally, as Yu Mubai had requested, after cleaning the kitchen, washing the mop, and drying the balcony, the field still made the alfalfa meat into a finished dish.

He tasted it himself. The taste was not bad, and it was a little better than he had expected.

Tian Guoguo forgot about that. Carrying a plate of alfalfa meat, she eagerly ran to the study room and knocked on the door a few times. "Uncle Chen, can I come in?"

The people inside ignored her.

Fieldland was too eager to show off his achievements, so he simply pushed open the door.

The man behind the wide desk had a cold, sharp eye knife. "Do I agree that you came in?"

After a pause, the field brought the dish forward.

"I think that what I've done is not bad. I want you to try it and give me a point!"

"The fields!"

Yu Mu Chen's voice wasn't loud, and he wasn't in a mood.

But the field couldn't help but be a little scared. All this time, he had always called her Guo Guo. This was the first time he called her by her surname.

He bit his lips and stood where he was, not daring to move, waiting for the words behind him.

Yu Mu Chen put down the documents in his hands, "I'm very busy, I don't have time to play with you!"

"Also, you opened the door without permission. What about your upbringing?"

"I'm sorry!"

The field apologized, closed the door, and came out dejectedly.

He put the plate in the fridge and went back to his room.

She thought she wouldn't care; she thought she had trained her mind to be strong after years of living under someone else's roof.

But the truth was not so. She suddenly felt wronged, very wronged. Lying on the bed, she silently cried.

As he cried, he fell asleep.

When she woke up in the morning, her eyelids were very heavy. When she washed her face and rinsed her mouth, she was like an eyesore when she looked in the mirror!

After applying cold water on it for a while and then applying it again, it didn't seem to be getting any better.

Jumping out of the bathroom.

She had recovered her vitality.

All this time, no matter how bad her mood, no matter how much she had suffered, no matter if she slept or ate a good meal, she was all right.

With his hands behind his back, he pursed his lips and walked toward the dining room.

These days, regardless of whether Yu Mu Chen left or not, there would always be a sumptuous breakfast on the table.

However, what was the situation today?

Other than the small coffee machine, there was nothing else on the brown wooden table.

No, there was also a note.

and the field picked it up and read it,

"Clean every room. Also, since you like to cook, prepare dinner. Two meat and two vegetables, my eating habits, less oil, less salt, less sugar. "

The field stared at the pale-blue notepaper, its cheeks puffed out.

At this stage, she really liked to cook, but she had to try her hand at it from the bottom of her heart.

But now, the old man had left her a task, so she was extremely unhappy in her heart.

However, whether she was happy or not, she had to solve her breakfast problem first.

Thinking about how he hadn't eaten a single piece of the wood whisk meat that he had made yesterday, he decided to change it. He would order some noodles from the water and make himself a noodle soup.

Open the fridge, huh?

The dish was gone!

Uncle Chen ate it?

It must have been, and after eating it and feeling that it tasted good, she had left a note for her to prepare for dinner.

As for cleaning, she guessed that the housekeeping aunt who was supposed to be doing the cleaning for the day had asked for a temporary leave of absence, so she let her clean it up for her.

After the field analysis was completed, he felt inexplicably happy.

Humming songs, boiling water, and cooking noodles.

Even though the noodles were boiled in white water with an egg added on it, the fields were still eating quite happily.

He ate and drank to his heart's content.

Only now did she realize that housework seemed simple, and doing it was rather tiring.

Especially her injured waist, it was a little sore.

After cleaning up, he hit his hand on the back of his waist and ran to the kitchen.

There was a lot of food in the fridge, but the fields had not learned much. They took out the chicken breast and thawed it to make chili and mushroom rape that night.

At this moment, she had long since tossed Yu Mubai's words to the back of her mind.

It was still early, and Field came out with his sketchbook and pencil. He sat down on the sofa in the living room and began to draw.

Once she picked up the brush, she habitually started drawing Li Jiajhao.

He wasn't hungry, so he didn't eat lunch.

It was almost time for the Taekwondo class. The sketchbook was left on the tea table and he left.

After class, Field walked out of the club and stood at the door for a long time, looking around. He didn't see Yu Mucheng's car.

He raised his eyebrows, thinking that it was already the peak of the night and Yu Mu Chen might be blocking the way.

Thus, he took out his phone and sent a message on WeChat: "Uncle Chen, the road isn't easy to walk on. Otherwise, you don't have to pick me up, I'll take a taxi back!"

It took him a while to get a reply. He only replied with a simple "En".

He put the phone back in his pocket and went to the roadside to rent some food.