"?" Lu Yanshi took the pepper plate with a question mark on his face.

"Don't you like spicy food? I see you dipped it in a hot pepper dish every time you eat it." Wu Zhizhi raised his eyebrows.

"..." She remembers this?

Lu Yanshi looked at her with a strange look, thinking that she might always pay attention to him, right?

Wu Zhizhi sat down, took a bowl of soup, and saw Wu’s mother drinking soup opposite him, saying, “You have high blood sugar, don’t drink too much soup.”

Wu's mother didn't answer and continued to drink the soup.

"Everyone said don't drink too much." Wu Zhizhi frowned, took her bowl, and handed her a portion of vegetable soba noodles made separately next to her, "You eat noodles."

“I want something delicious.”

"Then you eat some beef, but don't eat too much." Wu Zhizhi said.

Wu's mother didn't say anything, and her expression was obviously reluctant.

Lu Yanshi felt that Wu Zhizhi was more like a parent in this family, while the others were all children.

He grabbed a piece of beef brisket and stuffed it into his mouth, and was stunned.

This beef brisket is stewed soft and moderately soft, and has a very good taste. No, it should be said that it tastes so delicious that it explodes!

Wu Zhizhi's cooking skills... are so good?

In order to confirm his thoughts, he picked up another chopsticks of the holland beans. This kind of vegetable that she would not pick up a chopstick in her bones for a month was also made very spicy and refreshing.

Lu Yanshi understood, no wonder he had been accustomed to the rice noodles from the Lao Wu rice noodle shop for so long. It was not because the dishes outside were too unpalatable, but because Wu Zhizhi's cooking skills were too superb, and even the vegetables he hated were made very delicious.

He glanced at Wu Zhizhi, and Wu Zhizhi also glanced at him.

The two didn't say anything.

Lu Yanshi withdrew his gaze and grabbed a piece of beef brisket, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it with satisfaction.

Dietary differences in different regions have been tormenting him for nearly ten days. Every day, he eats like chewing wax. He likes to sip more heavily, but the dishes made by his aunt Zhang Ning are too sweet and light, so he can't get used to it.

Although the rice noodles at Laowu Rice Noodle Shop are delicious, they are not fresh when eaten every day. Besides rice noodles, no one has any other food to serve as a tooth-beating ceremony, so they are inevitably homesick.

Lu Yanshi thought and ate. Soon, he finished a bowl of fried rice. He looked at the dishes on the table and wanted to add a bowl of rice. But looking at the few uncooked Wu family members in front of him, he felt embarrassed to go, so he put down the bowl and gave up with great regret.

But before the bowl was completely put down, Wu Zhizhi took over. She said, "Are you eating a bowl?"

"I'm full." Lu Yanshi politely played Tai Chi in a dress.

Most people would persuade them to eat a bowl, and then he reluctantly agreed...

Unexpectedly, Wu Zhizhi's strange thinking was quite special. After hearing this, he did not force him to put down the bowl.

Lu Yanshi: "..."

Actually, he still wants to eat a bowl.

Why can't you stick to this weird thing?

He just listened to her after insisting on it.

Now... he could only sigh and leave the dining table. Before he got up, he looked at the dishes left on the table. It was rare to encounter such a dish that he liked. He shouldn't have been so reserved just now.

It was past ten o'clock after dinner. Wu Zhizhi cleaned up the dishes and shouted, "An An, go and wash the dishes."

"Oh." Wu Anan responded, rolled up his sleeves and went to the edge of the pool to wait for Wu Zhizhi to pack up the dishes. Wu Tong pushed Wu's mother into the house and went to take a shower.

It is much colder in winter than during the day.

Lu Yanshi was stunned for a moment, turned his head and said indifferently: "Did you ask her to wash the dishes?"

But is a girl who is only five or six years old going to enslave her for housework?

"What's wrong with this?" Wu Zhizhi turned his head and asked without understanding his words.

"She's only five or six years old, right?"

Wu Zhizhi finally understood what he meant, smiled and said, "What's so strange about this? All our children have to do housework, and I was like this when I was a child." There is nothing wrong with practicing independence since childhood.

She wiped the table clean and moved the bowls and plates out.

"But it's so cold." Lu Yanshi couldn't bear it. Although he had a bad temper, he still knew how to care for the weak.

Wu Zhizhi glanced at him and suddenly laughed, "I thank you for caring about my sister so much, but this is something we need to learn to get used to."

Learning to be independent must also be independent, because born in this unfortunate family, all they can do is to overcome all difficulties by themselves. This is how she came here when she was a child, Wu Tong is, and Wu Anan is no exception.

Lu Yanshi disagreed with her thoughts. He felt that Wu Anan was too young and Wu Zhizhi shouldn't treat her like this.

But Wu Zhizhi no longer gave him a chance to speak. Because the landline rang, she went over to pick up the takeaway call, leaving Lu Yanshi alone sitting in the store in a daze.

Everyone was separated, and he was the only one left.

He stood up, walked to the pool at the door, rolled up his sleeves, and said to the little guy: "I'll wash it for you."

He had just had a meal, and now he asked a five or six-year-old child to wash the bowls he had eaten for him, and he sat in nothing, and he felt unhappy inside.

"Brother, can you wash dishes?" Wu Anan pressed the dishwashing liquid into the water and washed out a pile of white foam.

"I... won't." Lu Yanshi held it in for a long time and said this, "Or, you can guide me, I'll wash it."

"No, brother, go inside and rest, I'll just wash it."

"It's okay, my brother said I'll help you wash it." He squatted down and put his hand into the water. He felt frozen in an instant, and his delicate facial features twisted up.

Wu Anan covered her lips and smiled: "Haha, brother, you are so funny."

Lu Yanshi frowned and looked at her, picked up a greasy plate, "Stop talking nonsense, tell me how to wash it."

"First press some dishwashing liquid on that rag to get a lot of foam."

Lu Yanshi did as he did.

Wu Anan added, "Oh, brother, I forgot to tell you that you can actually wear gloves when washing dishes."

"..." Lu Yanshi gritted his teeth, and his cold face had a vivid expression for the first time. Damn, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"I saw that you put your hands into the water, and I thought you didn't want to wear gloves."

"Oh." Lu Yanshi looked at his foamy hands and sighed, "Forget it, it's already soaked in water. You continue to say, how do you wash it?"

"Get a plate and wash it like this with a rag and wash it like that, and that's fine."

Lu Yanshi did as he did, and Wu Anan said again: "No, brother, you have squeezed too much dishwashing liquid, it will take a long time to avoid foam."

"It's so clean." Lu Yanshi said.

“No, it’s hard to wash.”

"I think it's good to wash this way." He insisted on his decision.

As a result, I was slapped in the face. Pressing the dish soap on a plate once not only wastes a lot of dish soap but also can't rinse it clean.

Wu Anan kept shaking his head.

Lu Yanshi was treated like this by a little boy, and felt that he was despised and washed dishes silently with a cold face.

It turns out that there are so many ways to wash dishes.

Lu Yanshi felt that after washing the dishes, he could feel a "Thoughts after watching".

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Is the writing written too boring? Otherwise, why aren't the little cutie always leaving messages to the preface?

The preface of distress is thinking...
Chapter completed!