Chapter 15: Peaceful Night
There was a hint of stubbornness in the soft and clear voice, and the timbre was very pleasant to the ear. Because it was so soft, it sounded like she was acting coquettishly invisibly, which made people's hearts soften as well.
Although Ye Mu doesn't know how to wash clothes, Song Yanzhou is not her housekeeping robot. Throughout the day, he seemed to have become her exclusive robot.
She was really embarrassed to just stand there and watch him do things for her.
After all, she couldn't pay his salary, and he was not a robot assistant invented and manufactured by her, so she still had to eat his food, use his things, and live in his house.
I see……
Song Yanzhou finally understood why she was so stubborn and refused to leave.
Song Yanzhou looked at her little face. She looked up at him with unshakable determination in her eyes, but in Song Yanzhou's eyes, she looked inexplicably well-behaved.
Knowing that helping others is not being well-behaved, he couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed Ye Mu's head, then said:
"You can't clean it, let go."
This sentence defeated Ye Mu.
She wasn't sure if she could wash it clean, and she began to doubt whether Song Yanzhou could wash it clean.
In the interstellar space, clothes are washed by machines. In these aspects, she has some distrust of humans and she believes more in technological labor.
She really let go, but squatted aside to watch and help out from time to time.
Song Yanzhou no longer chased her away, but he felt a little awkward washing her clothes in front of her.
When hanging clothes, Ye Mu followed him to the balcony like a little tail. Song Yanzhou was worried that she would lie down on the edge of the balcony and play or something, but he didn't expect Ye Mu to be so obedient and stand by him handing him the clothes hanger.
He took the hanger handed over by Ye Mu, and moved his eyes from the hanger to her face...
No matter what he did, she could always find a way to assist him the fastest... In the past, he had done these things by himself, but now there was suddenly one more person. Song Yanzhou didn't know how to describe the feeling in his heart.
He usually wouldn't ask others for help with such small things, but he let Ye Mu get involved. Except for feeling a little weird in the kitchen at the beginning, he has now completely gotten used to it.
She was silent, yet she blended into his world perfectly.
Maybe there was also a reason why he wanted to take care of her and took the initiative to accept her.
After hanging the clothes, Ye Mu returned to her room in a flash. Song Yanzhou followed her and saw her fiddling with the parts. He leaned against the door and watched for a while. He didn't know what she was going to do, so he just reminded her:
"Be careful not to cut your hands."
He turned around to boil water. While boiling the water, Song Yanzhou thought about it and boiled some more water. In fact, there was a women's bathhouse in the military region, but let Ye Mu go to the bathhouse?
He was really worried, especially since many military wives also took baths at home.
The bathhouse is mainly used by female soldiers in the art troupe and the army.
It took Song Yanzhou about half an hour to boil the water. When he walked to Ye Mu's room, Ye Mu immediately put away his things, slammed the lid of the box, sat on the ground, turned to look at him.
Song Yanzhou was stunned for a moment and looked at the box she was holding. What was she doing?
Are you afraid he'll find out?
Seeing him staring at his box, Ye Mu said quickly:
"mine."
Song Yanzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Did she think he would snatch these things from her?
He moved his eyes away from the box, squatted down in front of her, looked at her sitting on the ground, frowned and said coldly:
“You can’t just sit on the ground.”
First, it is easy to catch a cold, and second, you will get a lot of dust on you.
The floor was made of cement, and even after being swept, there was a lot of dust. Ye Mu sat on the floor just so it was more convenient for her to take things out of the box, and there was more space on the floor. The desk he bought was too small for her to work, so she could only use it to write.
There aren't many parts.
Song Yanzhou stretched out his hand and lifted her up. Ye Mu stood up straight and brushed off the dust on her body.
Song Yanzhou thought about it and decided to put some floor tiles in her room.
To lay floor tiles, it depends on whether his savings are sufficient. Song Yanzhou is not worried about this. His allowances from many years in the army are all with him, and his family does not need his money for the time being. After all, his father is also in the army. He sends money back, and Zhao Yuling sends it back again.
Zhao Yuling's idea was very simple. Although Song Yanzhou was her son, he had grown up and she was not old yet. She also had a job, so she naturally didn't need her son's money.
If Song Yanzhou is not married, he should manage his money himself. If he is married, then his wife should manage it. In short, it is not something that she, as his mother, should take.
Besides, she knew Song Yanzhou's character and was not worried about him spending money recklessly.
Zhao Yuling would save a few dollars of her daughter's allowance every month to prevent her daughter from spending all her money and having no savings at all.
If a woman has no money, she won’t have much confidence when she gets married.
Song Yanzhou thought so and started to plan.
"Take a shower." He said directly to Ye Mu. Ye Mu took out her previous clothes and followed him to the bathroom. Song Yanzhou had already prepared water for her and then went out and closed the door.
After traveling for several days, Ye Mu finally took a shower. She was very satisfied. She came out with a smile on her face and was in a very good mood. Her cheeks were a little red from the hot steam. Song Yanzhou was sitting on the sofa in the living room. He looked up at her when he heard the voice and was stunned.
She is like a delicate flower bud about to bloom.
Watching Ye Mu enter her room, Song Yanzhou took out the towel he bought for her today, followed her in, and put it on her head.
"Dry your hair."
Ye Mu grabbed the towel and wiped his hair. After drying it, he continued to tinker with his things.
But this time she sat on the chair, found all the parts she needed and placed them on the table, piling them up to take up quite a bit of space.
She had just taken a shower and changed her clothes, so her body was clean. Of course, she was reluctant to sit on the ground.
Song Yanzhou washed and hung up the clothes that the two had taken off. It was already nine o'clock in the evening. Song Yanzhou returned to his room, took out a book and started reading and writing.
At about ten o'clock, he went to Ye Mu's room, knocked on the door and walked in. Ye Mu turned to look at him. She had just put the things in her hands into the drawer and was a little sleepy and wanted to sleep.
I don’t know what he wants to talk to me about, Ye Mu thought, it might be ten o’clock now.
She gets sleepy as soon as the time comes.
She yawned, stood up and walked to him. Song Yanzhou said, "Go to bed."
So it’s to remind myself to go to bed?
Ye Mu immediately turned around and climbed onto the bed, covered himself with the newly bought thin quilt, and rested his head on the new pillow, feeling extremely comfortable.
She turned sideways to look at Song Yanzhou who was standing at the door. Seeing that she was lying down, Song Yanzhou lit a mosquito coil and placed it next to the cabinet, worried that she would kick it when she got up in the middle of the night.
At least she wouldn't bump into the cabinet, which was safer.
When he went to turn off the lights, he turned around and found that Ye Mu had closed her eyes and fell asleep almost in a second. He moved very gently and breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at her sleeping face.
Another day passed, and spending time with Ye Mu was not as troublesome as he had originally imagined.
In this sense, he was quite lucky. He originally thought that he had picked up a time bomb that could explode at any time and cause trouble for him, but he didn't expect that it was a delicate, soft, obedient and stubborn little girl who would take the initiative to help with things.
He turned off the lights and did not close the door tightly when he went out. He just pulled it shut, leaving a gap.
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