Chapter 44: Black Porridge
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Messi sat down at the dinner table and said, "Uncle, can I put that in my diary?" Jingyang followed Messi's eyes, saw the broccoli stuck upside down in the pot and couldn't get rid of the discarded broccoli and nodded, "Your teachers will be happy too." β
An Lele's face is as green as the broccoli now, doesn't she just can't cook, this nephew and uncle can use it to be so sarcastic about her all the time, they really don't understand her wounded heart.
"Clean up this place after eating." Jingyang said to An Lele that he now knew why this woman relied on biscuits to solve her dinner problem.
An Lele looked at the empty surroundings, she really had the urge to cry, she was his life assistant and Messi's tutor, but she didn't apply for his mother, what was he doing!
Finally packed up Wan, An Lele was about to leave with his bag on his back, Jingyang stood on the stairs and said, "It's so late, you're not afraid of running into bad guys." β
An Lele tilted her mouth and glanced at him, but in her eyes, there was no worse person than him.
"Don't be afraid, when the bad guy meets me, it's not necessarily who robs whom!" With that, she continued to walk towards the door.
"Stop, yes, you money addict is going to rob the house now, how much trouble will it cause the police to let you go out so late, you better stay here!" Jingyang said.
"No, you don't."
Jingyang Zhilu said that her stubborn temper came up again, and he said as he walked: "Don't be reckless, the murder that happened under the Dongtian Bridge a few days ago has not yet been solved, the car accident at the intersection, six people died on the spot, how many unjust souls are floating in the air, do you want to shout for them!" β
Jingyang's words made An Lele think of several recent incidents in Yahua, she couldn't help but feel that her scalp was numb, and her spine was cold, she was scared, but she couldn't let Jingyang see it, "Hmph, there are no ghosts in the world at all." "That being said, An Lele's little head is full of scenes from horror movies, the zombie with the talisman on his face, the California chainsaw murderer...... Jing Yang saw her serious fear and deliberately "Ah! With a frightened sound, he ran over happily and grabbed his arm.
"Ha Lu Ha...... Don't do it. Jingyang smiled happily.
An Lele was angry at Jingyang's scaring of her, how could there be such a person!
"Wake up early tomorrow morning to prepare breakfast, do you know what to do?"
"Huh? Still let me do it? β
"I dare to eat, what don't you dare to do?"
Jingyang pulled out another cookbook and handed it to her. She held the thick "Book of Heaven" and had the urge to kneel down for him, let her do nothing, what had to cook for her, and the little An Lele in his heart burst into tears and sang a song "Holding a nest (one) nest (food) head (score) in his hand, there is not a drop of oil in the dish, how painful life is in prison (Jing) prison (home)......", at this moment the adapted version of "Tears in the Iron Window" is too suitable for her state of mind.
"Come up with me."
"What for?"
An Lele looked at him vigilantly, and she imagined in her mind the restrictive pictures of the little nanny being pushed down by the male protagonist in various TV dramas.
"Come up!"
"Don't!"
Jingyang really didn't have the patience to play a game of tug-of-war with her here, so he quickly walked to her side, hugged her in his arms, and ran upstairs.
It's over, it's over, her innocence is going to be gone, don't, she's not the kind of person who doesn't want to be disciplined.
"Let go of me!"
Jingyang put her down, looked at her with her hands on her chest and dodged, and said with a playful face: "Teacher An, don't insult my aesthetic vision, I'm not interested in children." β
"You...... Who do you say is a child, and where is it like a child? Lele was angry by his words.
"Chest!"
"Ahh An Lele almost felt that he was going to send it, and he thought that his breasts were small, why was this guy always like this, it was just uncomfortable not to reveal her scars.
"Okay, this room is yours, I think you'll stay here often in the future."
Jingyang turned his head and left.
"No, I don't like living here." An Lele protested loudly.
"Don't talk and don't leave yourself a way out." After Jingyang finished speaking, he entered his own room.
An Lele turned to look at everything strange in the room, and then looked at the dark night sky outside the window, it seemed that he could only stay here for one night.
Suddenly, her mobile phone rang, startling her, who would call at this time, quickly took out her mobile phone and looked, the screen showed "Jing Xiaomei".
She answered the phone.
"Sister Xiaomei?"
"Ha Luha, it's me, little girl, how are you doing? Did my demon brother bully you? β
"Of course there is, he's just bullying me!"
"Really? Tell me about it! β
"Oh, don't reveal my scars again."
"Ha Luha, did you cook instant noodles for Messi?"
"Huh? How do you know the way? An Lele's face turned red, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have ......"
"It's okay, thank you for letting Messi have the best breakfast!"
"Huh?"
"Messi told me personally." Jing Xiaomei said with a smile.
"Huh?"
"Lele, cooking is an art, you have to do it with your heart to do it well, and you have to enjoy the process of cooking." Jing Xiaomei said.
"Huh?"
"You're smart and will do everything well, I believe in you!"
"Will it?"
An Lele really doesn't know why Lu Daojing Xiaomei trusts her so much, even she doesn't believe in herself, in her opinion, everyone is an apple that has been bitten by God, and they all have shortcomings, but God is so frustrated with her cooking skills for her apple!
She lay on the bed and looked at the recipe about the way to boil porridge, haven't you ever eaten pork and never seen a pig run? Since she has drunk porridge, she can know how to make porridge.
She gets up at five o'clock in the morning to cook porridge, the early birds have worms to eat, and the early Lele can cook the porridge.
Jingyang was sleeping, and suddenly smelled a strange smell in the air, he hurriedly got up and opened the door, the mushy smell was even stronger, and he rushed downstairs.
"Uncle, what does it smell like?" Messi also smelled it, and also ran downstairs behind Jingyang.
Hearing the sound of running, An Lele quickly sat up from the dining table and ran to see the pot of porridge she had "cooked" (forgotten) her heart, and a mushy smell also irritated her nasal mucosa.
She reached for the lid of the pot, "Don't move! Jingyang shouted!
But it was still a step too late, and as soon as her paws lifted the lid of the pot, she was burned, and she dropped the lid with a scream.
Jing Yang quickly unplugged the power supply, looking at the black and dark unknown object in the pot, he sighed, how many other things can this girl do that surprises him!
He grabbed her hand and put it on the faucet to rinse it, and turned his head to look at his "masterpiece", really wanting to run away from the sewer with this rattling water.