Chapter 93: Picky Eater.
Blood suddenly rushed to Zhou Yan's head from all over his body. His face turned red and he felt indescribable embarrassment, urging him to leave immediately.
He would rather the other party mocked him out loud than ignore him directly like this.
Instead, Lu Xingyao frequently turned his head to glance at him, his eyes full of worry and encouragement.
The former commander had been secretly supporting Zhou Yan these past few days, finding him a place to live and scraping together food for him. Seeing that he had regretted his decision and wanted to come back, he persuaded him, "Teacher Zhou, the commander may look fierce, but she's actually very reasonable. As long as you don't offend her, she won't hold a grudge. It was you who spoke rudely before. Just apologize to her and everything should be fine."
But Zhou Yan's mouth seemed to be glued by a strong glue called self-esteem, and he couldn't open it no matter what.
The teacher next to me was still talking about balancing chemical equations, which is the most basic law of conservation of mass. The types and numbers of atoms must be conserved before and after the reaction.
This is the same core of the equal exchange that she used to mock him before: if you want something, you have to pay something; there is no free lunch in the world.
Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and took out a square metal gift box from behind. He opened the lid and placed it between Shu Lan and Lu Xingyao.
Shu Lan stopped moving her hands and looked at the oval transparent stone in the box that was as big as her palm. Her expression froze for two seconds.
"What the hell?"
As soon as she spoke, the seal on Zhou Yan's mouth seemed to be automatically untied: "This is an artificial diamond made by me using my supernatural power to extract carbon C. I give it to you. I apologize for my previous stubbornness."
Shu Lan pushed the box open. "What good would diamonds do me in this apocalypse? A potato is more practical. If it sprouts, you can cut it into pieces and grow new potatoes."
Zhou Yan explained eagerly, "You're right. It's just a useless piece of stone now. But this represents my ability and sincerity. I can help you make many things that you might not find in the city. And... I can be your son's chemistry teacher."
Shu Lan leaned back slightly and said relaxedly, "No need. He already has a teacher. Here, he's teaching me."
Zhou Yan said firmly: "He can't do it. He can't even find all the experimental materials. He can only read from the book."
The voice reciting the formula next to me gradually weakened until it was silent.
Of course Shu Lan could tell that the teacher was not very good. If Zhou Yan did not change his mind, she planned to give up this subject temporarily.
She also knew that Lu Xingyao was secretly helping Zhou Yan. With so many eyes watching, no one had any privacy. How could she hide a big man with a strange face without letting anyone know?
However, this person is not completely stupid. He knows to turn back when he hits the wall. He puts aside his useless sense of justice and self-righteousness and takes the initiative to show her his own value.
I've said before that I don't keep idle people, she's not his mother.
Shu Lan picked up the diamond, weighed it, and smiled, "This is the first time in my life that someone has given me a diamond. I'm considered one of the richest women. Okay, I'll consider you a successful candidate for the position."
Zhou Yan looked surprised and couldn't believe it.
"Are you forgiving me?"
No cynicism, no extra punishment.
Shu Lan said, "Otherwise, I have so many people to take care of every day, and I have to argue with everyone who scolds me. Isn't that too much trouble?"
Zhou Yan once again discovered that he was indeed not as important as he had imagined.
He had been wandering outside for so long, and had done countless psychological preparations and simulated conversations in order to save face and come and apologize. The repeated struggles and anxieties in his heart were completely meaningless because the other party didn't take him seriously at all.
Zhou Yan hadn't recovered from the blow in those few days. He looked distraught even when eating and sleeping. Lu Qinghe came over and asked in confusion, "Teacher Zhou, the commander agreed to let you come back, why do you look like this?"
"Why didn't she scold me? Or hit me?"
Lu Qinghe looked at him strangely. "I didn't know before, but Teacher Zhou, you have this habit. In psychology, a severe masochistic tendency is a disease."
"That's not what I meant. I wanted to ask, is my existence so insignificant?"
Dinner was chicken stewed with potatoes and carrots. The soup was thick and the rice was especially delicious.
Lu Qinghe stirred her rice, waiting for the heat to dissipate before devouring it. She said nonchalantly, "Oh, it's so hypocritical to still be thinking about this. Everyone is insignificant in the face of a global viral disaster. Just being able to survive one more day is a blessing."
Zhou Yan, who was stabbed by the word "pretentious", fell into complete silence.
Shu Lan was still sitting at her luxurious folding dining table when she suddenly discovered that Shu Maomao secretly picked out the carrots from the bowl and threw them into the soil to bury them.
"Hey? Hey? Hey? Which kid is being picky about food?"
Shu Maomao: "..."
It seems that the action is still not fast enough.
Shu Lan said seriously, "Stretch out your hand."
Shu Maomao stretched out his hand with his palm facing up. Shu Lan turned the chopsticks over and knocked them lightly.
Shu Maomao's eyes slowly widened, he looked at his palm and then at her, his handsome little face full of disbelief.
Mommy actually hit him!
Shu Lan asked, "Have you done the same thing many times without me noticing?"
Shu Maomao pursed his lips and said nothing, his brows gradually furrowed.
Shu Lan said, "It seems so. If you don't like it, you can put it in the bowl for me. Or I'll tell Sister Wang to leave the food you don't like for others. Some people with big appetites won't be full. You can't start wasting food secretly just because you're rich now. It's a bad habit."
Shu Maomao lowered his head to eat in a bad mood, stuffing the disgusting carrot into his mouth and chewing it, but he didn't talk to Shu Lan.
There were clearly plenty of carrots in the space, so why did he hit her for such a small thing? I was angry and didn't want to pay attention to her anymore.
Shu Lan tilted her head to look at his face: "Why don't you say anything?"
Shu Maomao buried his head in his food and ate everything in the bowl. He wiped his mouth, pushed the bowl away, and turned his back to Shu Lan.
Shu Lan looked at his round head and stubborn back and laughed.
It's interesting that he has learned to use cold violence at such a young age.
She finished her meal leisurely, stood up, and said loudly, "Oh, I'm so full. I'm going for a walk."
Shu Lan took a few steps and heard the sound of a stool being moved behind her. Shu Maomao followed consciously, but when Shu Lan turned around, she saw him with his arms crossed and his head tilted to one side, leaving only his cold profile to her.
Shu Lan thought: The bridge of the nose is quite high, it must be inherited from the other side.
She turned back and walked a few more steps, sighing: "The weather has turned cold, my hands are so cold."
In less than half a minute, a warm but small hand slipped into her palm, which was deliberately hanging at her side.
Shu Lan folded her five fingers together and raised the corners of her mouth in secret satisfaction: I have it in hand.
As the underground base became wider and wider, more and more idle soil was piled up on the side, forming a small hill.
A group of children of varying ages were playing with wooden figures on the hillside. Their laughter drifted in the wind, and Shu Lan was touched. She stopped and asked, "Baby, do you want to play with them?"
Shu Maomao hesitated between answering and not answering.
He was still angry, but she was asking other questions now, which had nothing to do with the thing that made him angry. Should he pay attention to her?
Shu Lan said, "If you want to go, just go over and ask: Brothers and sisters, can I play with you? I'm waiting for you here."
"I don't want to."
Shu Maomao felt the need to answer the question, but that didn't mean he forgave her.
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