"Taro, tell me honestly, did you and that weirdo know each other before?"
"That weird person" is naturally Zhong Chumian.
Shen Huaijin had finished washing the dishes, poured out the basin full of foamy water, turned on the tap, and started rinsing the basin.
She glanced at the living room, the second-generation ancestor was no longer playing games on the sofa, probably returned to the room after playing tired.
Yu Wanfeng remained silent for a while.
The kitchen is very quiet, only the sound of running water. The lotus root pork ribs soup boiled on the stove is steaming, and wisps of smoke rise from the purple casserole, warm.
"Taro?" Shen Huaijin called her again, but she still didn't answer.
"Yu Wanfeng?"
Yu Wanfeng came back to his senses, tore off the kitchen paper, wiped off the water stains on the bowls and plates, and smiled at Shen Huaijin: "I probably met in a previous life, hee hee."
Shen Huaijin was speechless.
The washed bowls and plates are shiny, and the white porcelain plate reflects the light from the kitchen ceiling, creating a layer of dazzling color.
Yu Wanfeng picked up the spoon, walked to the stove, and stirred the lotus root ribs soup in the purple casserole.
"These lotus roots were bought last week, and they are not very fresh. There is only so much left. I don't know when I will be able to eat lotus roots again."
Yu Wanfeng said softly while stirring the ribs and lotus root in the pot.
Shen Huaijin said: "What are you afraid of? If you want to eat, go to the supermarket to buy it."
"We went to the supermarket today, did you see lotus roots for sale?" Yu Wanfeng asked her.
That is indeed gone.
"I saw it said in our class group today that the price of vegetables will definitely rise in the future. It used to cost three yuan a catty of lotus root, how much will it sell for in the future?" Yu Wanfeng continued.
Shen Huaijin was puzzled why she mentioned the vegetable price, thought for a while, and then said: "It's okay to increase a bit Taro, you don't have to worry about money, I still have savings."
Looking back, Yu Wanfeng smiled openly: "I love to eat lotus root. Everyone in Hubei loves to eat lotus root and pork rib soup. I can't eat lotus root for a few days, so I feel flustered."
"Oh, Hubei people still like to eat duck necks, why are you not afraid that you won't be able to eat duck necks?" Shen Huaijin replied. "If you eat too much taro and lotus root, you will become ugly."
Yu Wanfeng smiled: "I am naturally beautiful, and I am not afraid of being ugly."
As soon as the words fell, the door slammed again.
That's right, someone is "slamming" on the door again.
It's endless.
Shen Huaijin was angry: "I'm annoying you to death! I'll ignore it!"
Yu Wanfeng didn't want to talk about it either.
But the knock on the door was too annoying.
Sighing, she put on her mask and went to open the door.
Unexpectedly, that bully is back.
Ding Hua hunched over, leaning on the door with one hand, out of breath, and the edge of the mask fell off a little.
Yu Minchu was also out of breath.
Yu Wanfeng frowned, took a step back, and wanted to close the door with a "snap", as if he hadn't seen anything.
However, her good upbringing and enough conscience prevented her from closing the door.
She stared at the two of them, wondering: "Second Uncle? Second Aunt? Didn't you go back to Tianmen?"
"Go back to your crotch!" Ding Hua's voice was panting, completely out of the usual bluffing, "I got a car! I can't go back!"
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Yu Wanfeng still stared at the two of them without speaking.
"Wan Feng," Yu Minchu looked at Yu Wanfeng pleadingly, "The buses are all stopped, and it is said that the expressway is also closed, so there is no car. We can't go back to Tianmen."
They didn't even catch the last train out of the city. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com