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When he woke up, Zhang Xiaojian found that today's weather was overcast.

Without waiting for him to wash, the second aunt who seemed to have a downwind ear shouted: "Go downstairs to eat."

Zhang Xiaojian rubbed his sleepy eyes, and inexplicably thought of the line in the Xingye movie: "It's raining, it's time to get your clothes."

Standing in front of the window, he looked at the huge black cloud that seemed to be close at hand. It seemed that it was really going to rain heavily today.

If Mo Zhu continues to deliver food...

Zhang Xiaojian decided not to go to the company today. He walked into the corridor and wanted to knock on the door of Hong Xinshu's room. He just raised his hand, only to find that the door had been pushed open.

Hong Xinshu stood at the door with his head against the chicken coop, yawning.

The two entered the bathroom together and found a new set of toiletries on the sink.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't have to think about it and knew it was the second aunt who prepared Hong Xinshu, and said irritably, "Yours."

Hong Xinshu, who had not yet woken up, let out an "Oh" and watched Zhang Xiaojian pick up a tube of toothpaste, squeeze a stick out of his toothbrush and brush his teeth.

Hong Xin didn't move, turning his eyes to look at the set of toiletries, feeling very strange in his heart.

Why does a set of toiletries that are not worth any money make me a little bit happy?

He was puzzled, until Zhang Xiaojian gave him an elbow, his eyes were staring, his mouth was filled with toothpaste and vaguely said: "Brush your teeth, what are you looking at?"

"Oh." Hong Xinshu picked up the toothpaste, squeezed it on his new toothbrush, and brushed out a mouthful of toothpaste foam.

After they finished washing, they went downstairs and sat at the dinner table.

The second aunt took a small pot with cooked noodles, some side dishes on the table, and a bowl of minced meat.

"The pasta that Xin Shu wants, try!"

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the second aunt and said, "I'm afraid you have any misunderstandings about spaghetti."

Hong Xinshu: "..." He doesn't understand why the pasta is served in a pot...

The second aunt took off her apron and said, "The supermarket is not open, and there is no pasta in the morning market. I can only use my hands to roll the noodles instead. I checked the guide online..."

Hong Xinshu stopped talking. If he knew that the pasta was made like this, he would never say yesterday that he would eat pasta in the morning.

Zhang Xiaojian picked up a chopsticks noodles, put it in his own bowl, then dug two spoons of minced meat and stirred it evenly before eating.

Hong Xinshu can only do this. After a bite, he is sure that this is not pasta.

The taste is hard to say, but it is definitely not delicious.

However, eating and eating, he found that he had another bowl, and then another bowl, and finally he found that the noodles in the pot were gone.

The second aunt watched this scene with a smile, and said to Hong Xin: "How about it, the second aunt made delicious pasta."

Zhang Xiaojian, who wiped his mouth, said: "Er Auntie, you are the meat-stuffed noodles, this is the same..."

Before he could finish speaking, Hong Xinshu interrupted: "It's delicious."

After saying these two words, he seemed to suddenly understand why Zhang Xiaojian and his aunt ate Chen Ning's dark ribs yesterday and said they were delicious.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at Hong Xinshu with a surprised look. You little B still learn to flatter?

He didn't know that Hong Xinshu was not flattering.

Hong Xinshu hasn't eaten home-cooked meals with human touch for a long time.

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"Why does the family ignore the chef?"

"Why do you want Er Yi to cook every day?"

"Why does the family ignore the nanny workers?"

"Why did my auntie start sweeping the floor when we left?"

"why……"

Zhang Xiaojian, who was driving the car, glanced horizontally: "Are you a hundred thousand why? Why and why every day."

Hong Xinshu frowned, still wanting to ask why.

Because in his opinion, since the second aunt is your mother of Zhang Xiaojian, you should not let the second aunt work so hard, and you are not short of money, is it so difficult to hire someone?

Zhang Xiaojian turned the steering wheel, glanced at Hong Xinshu in the inverted mirror, and sighed in confusion: "In order to make you have fewer problems,

"it is good."

Zhang Xiaojian said with great patience: "Second aunt came from poor."

After hearing these short words, Hong Xinshu waited for a long time and found that Zhang Xiaojian didn't open his mouth, so he couldn't help asking: "Nothing?"

"Nothing."

"What do you mean."

Zhang Xiaojian sighed again, carrying a hundred thousand why is it really annoying, and not worry about putting him at home, he had to say in one breath: "When poor, whoever can afford a cook and nanny, everything You need to do it yourself."

"If you get used to it by yourself, you won't be able to understand what others do."

"If you really care about the chef, your second aunt will definitely feel that the chef's food is not as clean as she does."

"If you really hire a nanny, it is estimated that the nanny will clean up the house, and the second aunt will do it again by herself, because I can't believe it."

"The most important thing is, if there are no such things, what will the second aunt do every day? She doesn't like these things, but these things can make her time pass faster, more fulfilling, and can also exercise. Not for?"

After listening to Hong Xinshu, it was even more difficult to understand.

Zhang Xiaojian said: "Don't understand, your IQ is estimated to be two or two on the scale."

Hong Xinshu blocked Zhang Xiaojian's harsh words to him. He looked at the rain outside the car window: "Where are we going?"

Zhang Xiaojian replied: "Go deliver the meal."

"what?"

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Fifteen minutes later, Hong Xinshu was coaxed from the co-pilot by Zhang Xiaojian.

Sitting in the back row, Hong Xinshu quickly saw Ye Mozhu, who was wearing a small raincoat, got into the car.

After discovering Hong Xin's book, Ye Mozhu looked at Zhang Xiaojian in wonder.

Zhang Xiaojian's answer is: "You treat him as air."

Not to mention, Ye Mozhu is really obedient, and really treats Hong Xinshu as air. Listening to the two people in front of him talking and laughing, Hong Xinshu's teeth are only itchy.

It’s just that another question popped up in his mind very quickly. Why?

He really didn't understand why this was.

Why did Zhang Xiaojian drive here early in the morning?

Why do you have to take Ye Mozhu to deliver the meal? Is the gas money not enough?

More importantly, why could Zhang Xiaojian trot in the rain with an umbrella under Ye Mozhu in a raincoat while he was half wet?

So when Ye Mozhu went back to the hotel to pick up the meal, and only Zhang Xiaojian and Hong Xinshu were left in the car, Hong Xinshu looked at Zhang Xiaojian with a smile on his face and asked solemnly: "Brother Xiaojian, although I know you are annoying. When I asked why, I still wanted to ask, why is this?"

Zhang Xiaojian did not understand the question: "What and why?"

Hong Xinshu coughed: "Well, let me be more straightforward. Are you picking up girls?"

Zhang Xiaojian frowned and said, "Ye Mozhu is not a girl to me, but a girl I like."

Hong Xinshu: Is there any difference between "..."?