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Chapter 068: Handsome Guy Proposes 2

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    The phone still kept ringing, and the more I got the caller ID, the angrier I got, so I had to turn it off!  Walking alone on the deserted street, everyone has their own class to attend, and they are all engaged in busy work, and I am the only one who has nothing to do.  Thinking of my parents, they are really pitiful. They have raised such a big daughter for nothing. They have been working for several years, but they have not been able to send them a penny. Even the clothes they bought are very cheap. Thinking about it,  Can't help but burst into tears.

    Now, I don't even have the ability to support myself!  I'm really useless!  What kind of good job can a technical secondary school diploma find?  I really regret that I didn¡¯t listen to my parents before. When I went to high school or university, I chose a secondary normal school, saying that I admire the most soulful engineer of human beings!

    ?After I got the job, I fell in love with computers crazily, and then I became a computer teacher. I really don't know what I will do in the future. In the future, my eyes full of tears can no longer see clearly.

    I wandered alone in a street for an indefinite amount of time, and shed an indescribable amount of tears, before I suddenly remembered that there were graduate students waiting for me to go back in the rented house.

    Originally, he refused to let me go to the training school, saying that my body was too weak, so I told him to discuss resignation, and he was relieved to let me out.

    Unexpectedly, it took a long time to come out, and he must be dying of anxiety.

    Thinking of this, I quickly wiped away my tears and returned to the rental house where there were graduate students. Only there can I feel warm.

    As soon as I walked downstairs, I saw the graduate student looking around nervously, like a husband waiting for his wife to go back.

    As soon as he saw my figure, he quickly came up to me and hugged me into his arms, "Why did you turn off the phone?" He asked.

    "The phone is out of battery." My nose was sour, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

    "If you don't come back, I'll rush to your school to ask for someone." He smiled, "Let's go eat. I can't call you, and I'm not in the mood to cook." He said.

    "I think it's better to forget it. Let's buy something and go back to cook. I'll cook." I made a major decision. From today onwards, I will learn how to cook. Otherwise, if the graduate students have no time to cook, we will go out to eat.  The expenses are too high, not to mention that I am poor, white, and unemployed.

    "Oh?" The graduate student gave me a weird look, "You're so weird today, but I'm really looking forward to a pig cooking, I can't wait." He smiled, then took my hand and walked to the supermarket  go.

    When I arrived at the supermarket, the graduate student pulled me around the crowd and came to the vegetable section.

    I looked blankly at the vegetables lying on the shelf, not knowing where to start.

    "Choose your favorite dish, okay?" The graduate student looked at me and said softly.

    "What kind of food do you like to eat?" He asked again.

    "I don't know, as long as I can eat it." I replied, "To be honest, I still don't know what kind of food I like to eat. It seems that I will eat whatever I can." I embarrassedly said  head.

    "Hehe, I really deserve to be my little pig." The graduate student smiled, "Then choose green vegetables, eat more green vegetables, and be healthy."

    I looked at him, and saw him deftly picking up a large handful of vegetables and stuffing them into the basket.  Then he picked a few more eggs, tomatoes, pork, chicken, pork ribs and a lot of dishes whose names I don't know.  I really don't understand, can two people eat that much?  Having said that, this is my first time practicing cooking. I know how to stir-fry vegetables. Do I still need to cook those meats?  I frowned.

    When I got home, I rushed to cook. There was nothing I could do. Who told me to be brave just now, and now I had no choice but to act like a hero. I hope God will see that I am so sincere, so that the food I cook does not ask for delicious food.  , as long as you can eat it.

    I started to wash the pot and put rice, the graduate student looked at my clumsy appearance, "Do you really need my help?" he asked.

    "Well," I nodded and pushed him out of the kitchen, "you go, I can't cook with peace of mind when you are here." After finishing speaking, I closed the door.

    Why don't you just cook a plate?  Simple!  After washing the pot, turn on the water, put in the rice, and plug in the electricity, isn¡¯t everything ok?

    But how much rice should be cooked?  How much water do you put in?  I looked at the door that was closed by me, hesitating whether to open it and ask the graduate student.

    Still forget it, I pushed others out by myself, and now I go to ask others, where is this face?

    No matter, put as much rice as you scoop!  I put the bowl into the bag of rice, scooped up a large bowl of rice, and poured it into the rice cooker. It seemed too little. I usually see how many bowls a graduate student can eat. By the way, it seems to be three bowls, plus  I eat twoBowls, yes, there are five bowls to cook in total. Thinking of this, I scooped up four more bowls of rice and put them in the pot.  I thought to myself that I am really smart, and I can do the math, otherwise I will die of embarrassment if I don't have enough food later.

    In this way, the water was no longer visible inside, so I added some more water until the water was just at the same level as the rice, and then I plugged in the electricity safely, and then I started washing vegetables again.

    After washing the vegetables, I started to cut the meat. The meat was oily and slippery. After washing it in water, it was still the same, which made my hands very greasy.

    I put the washed meat on the cutting board, washed my hands with dish soap, and after washing my hands, I started to cut the meat.  Strange, this meat seems to have a grudge against me. I swayed left and right, but I couldn't find where to start to cut it. It seemed that the position was not right.  It turns out that cutting meat is so difficult, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be brave.

    I cut it randomly, and saw that the beautiful piece of meat was horribly messed up by me, with different sizes and strange shapes. I felt really uncomfortable. It seems that being a housewife is not so easy.

    Let¡¯s look at the other dishes, don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ll just burn a piece of green vegetables and lean meat, and graduate students will cook it by themselves in the evening, don¡¯t try to be brave again, you have to step up your practice in the future, and show your hands when you can do it in the kitchen, look at this  Look, what a shame.

    I turned on the gas stove and poured oil into the pot. Who knew that the oil splashed everywhere and landed on my lazy skin.  Come on, pants, all those grease spots everywhere, seriously, what the hell, why is everything in the kitchen against me?  Did I, Zhu Zhu, do anything to offend you in my previous life?  Really!

    The oil didn't seem to have splashed so much, I put the vegetables down carefully, and now it was even more serious, I saw the vegetables in the pot caught fire!

    "Ah!" I yelled, and the graduate student rushed in, pulled me behind, and turned off the gas stove.

    The kitchen was in a mess, and the flue was everywhere. The graduate student dragged me into the living room. Before he could interrogate me, he hurried into the room and rummaged through the boxes. After he took out the medicine, he wiped my face and asked,  "Tell me, where else is the burn?"

    Only after he wiped it did I feel my face was burning hot, as was my arm. I raised my hand aggrievedly and saw that the snow-white skin was mixed with a little red.

    He carefully applied the ointment on me, and blew it gently, and I felt that it was not so hot.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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