How could Qu Xiaowu not hear what Ye Xiaochi meant next to him, he coughed and said to Ye Xiaochi: "Don't worry, as long as your uncle does a good job, we won't treat him badly." ”

He said it quite directly, Ye Xiaochi pretended to be embarrassed, but in fact, there was nothing embarrassing in his heart, as long as they could understand her extraneous voice.

"Oh, I didn't mean that, I just said that my uncle lives too much and doesn't have time to cook. I'm sure you two won't treat my uncle badly. ”

Zuo Yucheng and Qu Xiaowu were speechless, Luo Xiangdong looked quite real, but his niece was not the same as him.

At this time, Ye Xiaochi changed his painting style and said to Zuo Yucheng, "Have you eaten in the morning?"

Zuo Yucheng replied casually: "After a few bites, I will leave with Xiao Wu in the afternoon, and I will go back to eat when the time comes." ”

"How many bites? I'll be hungry in a moment, or I'll make some home-cooked food later, just eat here, and then leave." Count me in to show my gratitude. ”

Qu Xiaowu really wanted to eat some home-cooked meals, and he was tired of eating the restaurant's dishes, biscuits and bread. He said, "Then make something simple, you don't have much appetite in the summer, just make something light." I can help. ”

He knew that Zuo Yucheng intended to cooperate with Luo Xiangdong for a long time, so he was also willing to have a good relationship with Luo Xiangdong, his niece.

"No problem, just make something light. ”

Luo Xiangdong watched from the side, feeling that this niece was obviously so weak. But he was trying to spread his wings to protect his uncle. He pulled over a chair: "You sit down first." ”

Ye Xiaochi also knew that they still had business, so she didn't bother anymore, sat on the chair that Luo Xiangdong brought her, and watched a few of them talk around the warped case, discussing the detailed and specific maintenance plan.

The maintenance of antique furniture should be cautious, and if the repair is not good, you will not find that kind of classical charm. For many furniture, it is also necessary to refer to some atlases or historical materials to know what the original furniture looks like, so as to restore the original appearance as it is. This is something that cannot be done by imagination.

Zuo Yucheng actually didn't understand how Luo Xiangdong knew so many things related to ancient furniture. Maybe he'd seen a lot with his master before. That's all he can think about at the moment.

Ye Xiaochi remembered that he was going to invite them to eat here, so he stood up and went to the kitchen to see what he could do here.

Ye Jingtao came once in the morning, and when he went back, he told her that her uncle didn't cook, and he had a cold pot and a cold stove. But Ye Xiaochi still didn't expect that he was missing so many things here.

She bent down to pick up the rice bag, and the remaining grains of rice in it didn't know if it was enough for these people. There is still some soybean oil left in the oil pot, and you can fry two or three dishes if you save it.

As for the seasonings, there are only a few simple ones, so it's okay to make a stir-fry. Qu Xiaowu heard the sound of Ye Xiaochi rummaging things in the kitchen, came over to take a look, and saw her carrying the rice bag with a speechless expression, and knew that there was not much rice.

Luo Xiangdong came over to Ye Xiaochi at this time and said, "I'll go buy some in a while and come back soon." ”

Qu Xiaowu said: "It's still raining outside, don't go." Isn't there white noodles? There's still sauce in that can, so let Seiko roll out some noodles in a while. The hand-rolled noodles he makes are even better than those made in restaurants. ”

In fact, he had eaten the hand-rolled noodles made by Zuo Yucheng at home once, and he always wanted to eat them, but Zuo Yucheng didn't make them for him. I took this opportunity to speak out.

Ye Xiaochi pointed at Zuo Yucheng: "He, can he also make hand-rolled noodles?" In these days, it is normal for men to cook, but there shouldn't be many people who can even make hand-rolled noodles by themselves, right?

Zuo Yucheng: Didn't you say "......" Okay? Luo Xiangdong's niece did something light, and Qu Xiaowu gave him a hand, why did this job fall on him now?

If there were only him and Qu Xiaowu present, then don't think he would agree, but this was at Luo Xiangdong's house, and he intended to get closer to Luo Xiangdong, so he happily agreed: "Okay, I'll do it in a while." However, Xiao Ye, I will keep the account of this meal first, and you will have to make up for it one day. ”

He can't call her Ye Xiaochi by name and surname, and it is naturally even worse to call her Xiaochi directly. Just call her Xiaoye.

Half an hour later, Zuo Yucheng tucked the short-sleeved white T-shirt he was wearing back into the waistband of his trousers, then washed his hands and began to mix noodles with cold water.

Ye Jingtao watched him mix the flour into a hard dough, kneading the dough with both hands and kneading it in circles like playing.

Zuo Yucheng was thinking in his heart while making faces, how did things become like this? Obviously, he came to Luo Xiangdong to repair furniture for him, but now he is here to make hand-rolled noodles for a group of people, and he is speechless.

Ye Xiaochi quietly asked Qu Xiaowu: "Is he your boss?" If it's really the boss, it's a bit like running here to cook for them...

Qu Xiaowu couldn't tell the truth, so he told Ye Xiaochi: "He is our head, and he is responsible for many things." He felt that this was close to the boss's meaning, and he couldn't deliberately deceive the girl.

"Oh, then how could he still do this?"

"That's because his mother was willing to eat this when she was sick and didn't want anything else, and then he would. ”

Zuo Yucheng glanced back at Qu Xiaowu, thinking about whether to bring him over next time, it was too noisy, and there were a lot of words when he met a woman. Especially Luo Xiangdong, the niece, has a lot of eyes, if he deliberately talks to him, I don't know if Qu Xiaowu will leak his mouth.

After all, they are not familiar with Luo Xiangdong now, and there are some things that cannot be known to him so much for the time being. Qu Xiaowu received Zuo Yucheng's warning signal and hurriedly stopped his mouth.

Zuo Yucheng and the others finished eating, stayed for a while, made an appointment to come back for a week or so, and then drove away. Ye Xiaochi and her brothers cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, swept the floor again, and returned to Ye's house.

When he arrived home, Ye Xiaochi saw Yang Guowei and her third uncle playing chess at a table under the tree at the door. He said a few words to them and went into the house.

When he returned to his room, he found that Luo Xiangnan was about to take away a small pile of clothes that she was about to wash by the kang.

She changed it the night before, and she was going to wash it in the morning, but she went to Luo Xiangdong temporarily, so she covered it with a cloth, and planned to wash it again when she went home.

"Just came back?" Luo Xiangnan asked, and he was about to take those clothes to wash.

Ye Xiaochi hurriedly stopped: "Mom, you can leave these clothes away, I'll wash them myself." ”

How could she be embarrassed to let Luo Xiangnan wash the underwear inside? It was so embarrassing. It used to be before, but now that her legs are healed and her heart knot is untied, her clothes must be washed by herself.

"What are you afraid of, didn't I wash you from childhood to adulthood? What's so embarrassing?" Luo Xiangnan felt that her legs were just right, and she was still weak, and she still had to be raised.

"No, I can really wash it myself. Ye Xiaochi said, snatching the clothes from Luo Xiangnan's arms.

Then he said to Luo Xiangnan: "Mom, I want to ask you something." ”