Chapter 163 She Just Wants to Go Home

No matter how angry or arrogant Zhao's mother was.

The best you can do is slap the table a few times.

It’s not the same as before. Her son is this old now. Even if she wants to do something, it’s impossible.

What's more, Zhao Sheng ignored her completely.

Wang Caihong could only sit on the stool, talking to herself and complaining.

Then she sighed again and beat her chest. Anyway, Zhao Tiezhu was not around, and there was no one to help an old woman feel better.

Mother Zhao became even angrier as she glanced at the furniture in the room.

It's all top-notch stuff.

There are four enamel basins.

Two flower-patterned thermos bottles.

There is also a sewing machine, and I don’t know what good things are in the cabinet on the wall, which is locked.

It must be that slut Lin Yiyi who pestered her son to buy it.

It only took about 20 minutes for Zhao Lili to come back with the food.

Zhao's mother didn't mention leaving immediately.

I opened my lunch box and oil paper bag and prepared to eat lunch.

Because there were only Lin Yiyi and Zhao Sheng at home, there were only enough tableware for two people.

then.

A strange scene happened.

Two people use chopsticks and two people use spoons.

Zhao's mother and Zhao Sheng sat on stools.

Zhao Lili used the lid of the lunch box to collect the food, took two vegetable dumplings and sat on the small cabinet to eat. She wanted to complain but didn't dare to say anything because her brother really didn't care about her.

Since there was no seat, Lin Yiyi could only sit on Zhao Sheng’s left thigh and feed the man behind her with chopsticks.

Anyway, she didn't want to eat a single bite, as it was all vegetarian, but she didn't complain much.

Zhao Sheng knew why when he saw that she only drank the soup, and her chewing speed was obviously much faster.

After the meal, Wang Caihong took the money for the car fare and the banquet from Zhao Sheng before leaving with her daughter.

His face looked unhappy, but he didn't fight again.

I didn't accomplish any of the things I wanted to do, and I couldn't do anything about my second child, so I kept cursing my bad luck.

"There's still food in the cafeteria at this time. Wait at home and I'll buy you another one."

As soon as the mother-in-law and sister-in-law left, Zhao Sheng smiled and said to the woman in his arms.

Lin Yiyi shook her head and refused, then she got up, opened the cupboard, and took out a few eggs.

"Forget it. You have a disability and I'm not that hungry. I can just make some steamed egg custard at home. Do you want some? I'll make some more."

"No, just eat it yourself."

He went to the cafeteria early to buy meat and vegetables for her for dinner, so Lin Yiyi should have an appetite to eat more.

The man helped to light the stove. Lin Yiyi beat three eggs and steamed a large bowl of egg custard. Thinking that the hot water in the pot was not enough to make anything else and not wanting to waste the coal briquettes, she filled half a basin with water and brought it to a boil.

Lin Yiyi was eating egg custard and gently suggested to the man at the table: "The weather is good today, how about I help you wash your hair later?"

Hearing that she cared about him, the man's eyes lit up instantly, and he asked in a low voice, "Will it tire you out?"

His face showed impatience, but he still had to pretend. Lin Yiyi hated this guy's duplicity the most.

"Just tell me whether you want it or not. There's no waiting after that."

As a caregiver, you must help patients clean their bodies.

She would definitely not let the man waste the 18 yuan nursing salary.

Zhao Sheng pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes were like lacquer, and his voice was deep and rich, "Okay, I want it."

After eating the steamed egg, Lin Yiyi washed the bowl, chopsticks and lunch box, and filled a basin with cold water four times, for fear of being criticized by others.

Then he took an empty basin and filled it half with warm water and placed it on the small round table.

Let Zhao Sheng sit on a stool, tie a dry towel around his neck, lower his head, and help the man wash his hair in the room.

The man let it go the whole time, with only the woman's caring words in his ears.

“Is the water temperature right?”

"The bubbles didn't get into your eyes?"

"If you feel uncomfortable, you should speak up. Is the strength of your hand appropriate?"

Lin Yiyi showed great professionalism and strived to be a qualified worker.

"suitable."

"No."

"just."

Zhao Sheng answered one by one, and he was wrapped in the sweetness as if he was immersed in a honey pot. Only Lin Yiyi would treat him so gently and seriously.

She was always so nice and warm.

Lin Yiyi lathered the soap twice, washed the man's hair carefully and gently, and wiped Zhao Sheng with her dry towel.

Men's hair is short, just a little longer than a crew cut, and it doesn't take long to wash, so it's quick to take care of.

Lin Yiyi stood in front of the man and helped him wipe his wet hair.

Suddenly, there was an arm around the waist. The man put one hand around Lin Yiyi's slender waist, put his face close to her chest, and smelled the faint floral scent on her body.

Zhao Sheng relaxed his body and mind, indulging in the tenderness and sweetness of the moment.

A few minutes later.

All the water droplets are absorbed and the hair is basically half dry.

Lin Yiyi pushed the man's shoulder. She was speechless about this guy who always took advantage of her. She whispered, "The hair has been dried."

Zhao Sheng's intimate actions were interrupted, and he felt a little unsatisfied, but he still let go of the woman he was hugging.

"How is it? You look more energetic, right? If your hair grows longer, I can help you trim it." Lin Yiyi picked up her small round mirror and pointed it at the man so that he could see clearly. After taking a look at Zhao Sheng's expression, she saw that he was in a good mood, so she said coquettishly, "Can you give me one month's salary first?"

The man snorted deliberately.

This money-grubber.

I was nice to him for only a short while before he made a request.

Couldn't she just let him be happy a little longer?

Zhao Sheng got up and walked to the inner room. He sat on the edge of the bed, took out his wallet and counted out his salary. He felt a little stingy and wanted to play a trick on her. He couldn't let her succeed so easily.

He planned to wait for Lin Yiyi to cling to him for a while longer, preferably until she took the initiative to get close to him, and then he would give it to her.

Seeing that the man didn't say anything, Lin Yiyi thought that Zhao Sheng was unwilling, but she didn't think that was the case.

Men always directly refuse to do something they don't want to do, so this is not the way they would react.

Seeing that he went into the inner room and didn't come out for a long time, I remembered that Zhao Sheng gave money to Wang Caihong.

His money was tucked under his pillow.

Lin Yiyi walked in and saw the man sitting beside the bed, seemingly waiting for her.

Their eyes met.

Lin Yiyi walked up to Zhao Sheng, sat beside him, smiled, and repeated her old tricks, saying in a soft voice, "Can you give me an advance on my salary? I promise to do my job well."

Zhao Sheng frowned. Shouldn’t she throw herself into his arms and say this?

The man had a cold expression, not very happy with her distant behavior.

"Will you promise?" Lin Yiyi knew what the man wanted from his silent reaction.

It means tacitly allowing her to take another step.

But there are some intimate actions that she can no longer do.

So Lin Yiyi chose to play the weak and pitiful role. She grabbed the man's shirt with both hands, shook it gently, and said in a softer tone, "You give it to me? Okay? How about I give you a shoulder massage later?

After pressing it, I guarantee you will feel refreshed and relaxed. "

When Zhao Sheng saw her pitiful look, his heart softened, but he did not show it on the surface.

Later he heard Lin Yiyi wanted to give him a shoulder massage. He wanted to try but was afraid of tiring herself out.

The man just reached out and gently pinched her pink cheek, as if he was at his wits' end. He said helplessly in a deep voice, "You are just a debt collector. I am afraid of you."

A moment.

I heard these words I haven't heard for a long time.

Lin Yiyi's body swayed slightly uncontrollably. She seemed unable to see the appearance of the person in front of her. He overlapped with the person in her memory.

Zhao Sheng handed her the money he had prepared long ago, but Lin Yiyi didn't react.

She looked at him with empty eyes.

It seemed to penetrate him again.

I don’t know what Lin Yiyi was thinking, she suddenly became dazed.

Zhao Sheng called her softly several times, but Lin Yiyi seemed to be deaf and could not hear anything.

She could only see his lips moving.

She seemed to be back in time to that terrible afternoon many years ago.

It was clearly time to go home from school, but the sun was shining brightly and blindingly, without any warmth on people.

It was a moment she didn't like at all.

The memory is profound.