"Mom, don't blame Dad for beating you. This is indeed your fault."
Li Dazhu didn't help his mother up, but stood aside and taught her, "If you say that, Ruan Ruan will definitely think that the things are in our house. You know the situation of our family."
Li Dazhu wanted to say something, but Dazhu's father coughed up another mouthful of phlegm and subconsciously spat it to the right, where Dazhu's mother was lying. He turned his head and spit onto the ground on his left.
"Go to sleep. You have to go to work tomorrow."
"Hey, Dad, you should go to bed early too."
Li Dazhu carefully closed the door when he went out, without even glancing at the person lying on the ground.
After Dazhu's father took a deep breath and smoked for a while, he put the pipe on the cabinet beside him. Without saying a word, he lay down, pulled the quilt over him, and soon began to snore.
Although it was dark outside, it was actually not late, around 7 o'clock.
In order to save electricity, most villagers go to bed early, but Mu Ruanruan is a modern person who eats and drinks enough every day and is not tired, so she cannot go to bed so early at night.
She carried a bunch of things and quietly walked towards Jiang He's house.
She asked her classmates during the day, and they said that the piece of braised pork in Jiang Xiaotao's bowl was black, and it was only when she bit into it that she could see that it was just meat.
Jiang Xiaotao also said that this was a gift given to him by a mysterious person because he did his homework very well.
This made sense. That night, when she went to tutor him, she praised him in this way and gave him meat to eat, using the same excuse.
This braised pork is the only dish she can cook. She put too much soy sauce in it that time, so it turned black, but the taste was still okay.
Today, she thought about it again and again, and felt that this kind of thing could not be delayed. The longer she delayed, it would be like a nail stuck deeper and deeper in her heart, and in the end she could not pull it out.
She didn't have any other good ideas. She couldn't say the words of apology or explanation because they would be blocked by the system. Now she could only run and make him a dish of braised pork.
It implies that she had good intentions at the time and definitely did not intend to cause trouble for their family.
By the way, let’s see if she can tell the truth about Jiang Lan.
It’s so late, I think Jiang He should have eaten a long time ago. I originally wanted to eat with him, but it’s too early and it’s easy for people to see us, which will make it even harder to explain.
There is no other way but to do something big in the dark.
Jiang He's house had its door closed and the lights on.
Mu Ruanruan walked to the door, prepared herself mentally, and started knocking. The door opened quickly.
She didn't wait for Jiang He to speak, but rushed in directly, almost bumping into his chest.
Jiang He's house was very clean. There was a clay plate on the table with three boiled sweet potatoes on it. They were quite small, not much bigger than eggs, and there was a bowl of water next to it.
He eats this at night?
"You haven't eaten yet. What a coincidence, I haven't eaten either."
"Then..." Eat together?
Jiang He was completely stunned by Mu Ruanruan's behavior and didn't know how to react. The last time he saw him, he looked like he wanted to dig a hole in the ground, but now he actually appeared in his house in the middle of the night.
"You are..."
Jiang He's eyes widened, and his usually expressionless face now had cracks on it.
As soon as Mu Ruanruan came in, she closed the door like a thief, just like that night when she suddenly rushed into his house...
Is she in trouble again? Is she going to...
Mu Ruanruan was actually very flustered at the moment, but she pretended to be calm. She didn't dare to look at him at all, so she didn't know his unpredictable expression and the trace of emotion that was not hidden at all.
She originally thought that he had already eaten, but seeing that the sweet potatoes were untouched, she thought that he had not eaten them yet, and she felt a little happier.
I hope he can understand what she means after eating her braised pork.
She couldn't make complicated dishes, but she couldn't just eat one dish, so she came up with an idea: eating noodles.
After looking at several recipes, I felt that this noodle wouldn’t be too difficult to make.
As the saying goes, to capture a man, you must first capture his stomach.
Oh, no, it’s another saying: The mouth that eats her food is soft. After eating her food, you shouldn’t care about these things anymore.
As long as he doesn't care, rumors will automatically disappear in a few days.
She took the things out.
One pound of meat, five eggs, two pounds of flour, and a bag of brown sugar.
I had originally thought of bringing him an old hen since he had lost weight recently, but it was inconvenient, and it would seem too abrupt if I suddenly took it out from the space at this time, so I gave up.
When Jiang He saw the bag of brown sugar, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything and walked over while rubbing his forehead.
Just as she was about to speak, Mu Ruanruan said first: "You know, I don't have a kitchen. Can I borrow your kitchen to make some noodles? You don't mind, do you? I brought flour."
Without giving him a chance to refuse, Mu Ruanruan took action directly.
Did she bring these things to come and cook?
In fact, Jiang He heard about the last time everyone went to Mu Ruanruan's house, but he didn't hear it in detail. He had unconsciously started to pay attention to Mu Ruanruan's affairs recently.
He didn't know she had bought the stove separately.
This excuse is too imprecise.
It was you who broke in step by step, Jiang He said to her in his heart, and the guilt deep in his heart faded a little.
He stared at her as if he were looking at a prey that had mistaken the hunter for a sheep.
Mu Ruanruan lowered her head and fiddled with the ingredients carefully, not noticing that the man in front of her was changing his mind step by step. She was still thinking about pleasing him and easing their relationship.
She didn't even care about the situation of being alone with a man and a woman. Was she usually like this with other men?
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