Breakfast was simple.

Millet porridge, boiled eggs, a plate of pickles, and a plate of mille-feuille cut into small pieces.

Mu Zhengyao came to her to eat, no matter how he said it, it was also an emergency, and Su Wu didn't have time to prepare at all. The family has limited ingredients, so she can only make these things.

Fortunately, the millet porridge was sticky and rotten by the soup she slowly cooked over a simmer, and it was full of fragrance. The eggs are local eggs bought from the grandmother who set up a stall at the entrance of the community.

There is also a mille-feuille cake that she puts chopped green onions, peppercorns and salt, kneades the layer, thins it with a rolling pin, and then puts a little oil in the pan to fry it slowly. The color is golden, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

These things are placed on the long table, and the overall look is not as exquisite as the dishes of Yaju, but it is barely a bit good-looking.

Su Wu glanced at the man standing in front of the long table and lowered his eyes to "observe" the breakfast, pursed his lips, went around the long table directly, and sat down in the middle of the only double fabric sofa in the living room.

Then, while holding the chopsticks, she pretended to smile warmly and greeted Mu Zhengyao: "Mr. Mu, don't stand!" Sit, it's not good to eat when it's cold. ”

Sit! I'll see where you sit!

Mu Zhengyao raised his eyes and looked at the little woman on the sofa who had the momentum of a high-speed rail hegemonic woman.

The smile is too bright, the eyes are too bright, and the corners of the eyebrows and eyes are slightly raised, revealing a naked provocation unabashedly.

At this time, she looked like an enraged kitten, and had quietly shown her little pointed paws to him.

Mu Zhengyao sighed helplessly in his heart. Then he took a quick glance around the room, moved indifferently, dragged a low stool from the corner, and sat down opposite her.

The long ones are already short, and the stools are even shorter. The other man was tall and had long thighs, and he sat on a small plastic bench, and his hands and feet could not be extended. Knee-height alone is a long cut over the glass panel.

Obviously he was sitting in a very aggrieved posture, but his back was very straight, his feet were split outward in a figure-eight shape, his arms were naturally drooping, and his hands were gently on his knees.

Su Wu: "......"

This man is really ...... Excellent not to say!

The sense of superiority of "I am in charge of my territory" that had just risen in Su Wu's heart shattered into a slag in an instant......

She sullenly picked up chopsticks and grabbed a small piece of lasagna, took a sullen bite, and chewed sullenly.

Su Wu didn't speak, and Mu Zhengyao also ate very quietly, at least in her opinion.

His eating appearance is still good-looking, his eyebrows and eyes are lowered, his fingers of peeling eggshells are slender and even, and his nails are neatly trimmed.

Looking at the peeled white and tender eggs, which were gently pinched in his hands, in stark contrast to the wheat-colored skin of his fingers, Su Wu inexplicably remembered the night when he put her feet on his thighs and seriously rubbed her ankles......

Thinking about it, Su Wu's face inevitably turned red, and he lowered his head and took a big sip of millet porridge with a bowl.

Really, have a good meal, what are you thinking about?! Serious matters! Let's get this god out of her house first!

After a while, the heat on Su Wu's face gradually faded, she raised her head, and asked with a very polite smile: "Mr. Mu, is the food I cooked still to your liking?" If you can't get used to it......" paused, sighed helplessly, and came to a divine turn, "Then I'm at this level." ”

When Mu Zhengyao heard this, he raised his eyes and looked at the little woman opposite.

The little red face was definitely twelve points apologetic, with a serious expression of "I really did my best". It's a pity...... The cunning that flashed in those eyes betrayed her.

He looked away without a trace, lowered his head and picked up a pickle with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, took another sip of millet porridge, then put down the bowl and slowly spoke: "It's good." Just as I imagined, the taste of home. After a pause, "I like it." ”

When Su Wu heard this, the expression of expectation on his face suddenly froze, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

What's the situation? How could it be completely different from what she expected? He would actually say that five yuan can buy a pound of pickle gnocchi! Really?! She heard her right, right?

She couldn't help but squint her eyes and carefully examine Mu Zhengyao's expression, trying to tell from his face how much water he had injected into his words.

But no, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were sincere, how he looked at it, he really liked her cooking, and he didn't deliberately flatter her.

Su Wu was embarrassed at this time.

Originally, she thought that he would definitely not like this kind of ordinary people's porridge and side dishes, so she wanted to find a reason to tell him that the food she cooked was so unpalatable that there was no help, and it was better to give him the money.

But now, he really doesn't dislike her cooking, which makes her really not know what to say for a while.

She laughed dryly: "Mr. Mu likes it, if he likes it, if he likes it...... Now I'm relieved, relieved......"

After speaking, he continued to bow his head to eat with an embarrassed expression.

Mu Zhengyao looked at Su Wu thoughtfully for a while, didn't speak, and lowered his head to continue eating him.

He didn't lie, this is the taste of his memory, this is the taste that his little five can make...... He can't be mistaken......

I still remember that he accompanied her to watch "Cat and Mouse" on the sofa, and she said wistfully: "Zhengyao, do you know? I have the word "Wu" in my name, but in fact, "Wu" is the same as "nothing", which means nothing. In fact, I really don't have anything. No relatives and almost no friends......"

Hearing her loneliness, he encircled her in his arms and said distressedly: "Then we won't call it Wu, call it ...... Five! Little Five! In the future, it will be my exclusive title - colorful, colorful, abundant grains, five relatives and six dependents, colorful, full of flavors, five flowers and big ties, five big and three coarse ......"

Then, she was happy when she heard it, and she was obviously out of breath when she was holding her stomach and laughing, and she didn't forget to refute him, saying, "It's ...... Zhengyao, you ...... Good or bad! You...... You're only a big five...... Three coarse! ”

He stopped reciting the idiom dictionary pattern, wrapped her in his arms tighter, kissed her cheek, and whispered, "Su Wu, it's not important." The important thing is that you don't have nothing, you have me...... I'll be with you always......"

Scenes from the past come to mind, as clear as yesterday. But now......

Mu Zhengyao raised his head and looked at the little woman who was close at hand, as if there was a knife cutting in his heart.

We used to love each other so much, why don't you remember it? How can you bear it...... How can it be strange as if we have never met......

******

In the afternoon, the clear and sultry sky suddenly blew and overcast, and after a thunderclap, heavy rain rolled down from the thick inky sky like pouring Milky Way water.

In just a moment, the sky and the earth were clouded, the water on the street flowed like a river, and pedestrians took shelter from the rain.

Su Wu's storefront, which had been deserted for most of the day, became lively because of this sudden heavy rain.

Because she is a women's clothing store, the people who enter the store to hide from the rain are women. Since I entered the store, I was naturally embarrassed to just hide from the rain and not buy clothes.

Several of them tried on a few clothes with a try-and-see attitude, but they didn't expect that the upper body effect of the clothes that didn't stand out was excellent, and the fabrics of the clothes were skin-friendly cotton and linen texture, and the women's eyes couldn't help but become hot and amazing.

Women are originally irrational creatures, and when they meet their favorite and worthwhile beautiful clothes, it can be said that they have no power to parry, only obediently out of their pockets. It's a woman's nature, it's not about age or status.

Therefore, some people compare a woman's visit to a shopping mall to a battlefield, killing all sides with red eyes, and never being soft! Although this is an exaggeration, it is not entirely unreasonable.

In just an hour, Su Wu actually sold more than a dozen clothes! This is definitely a big surprise for her!

She silently thanked the god of thunder, the god of wind, and the god of rain eight hundred and eighty-eight times in her heart...... Even the old dragon king with a lot of beard didn't let go.

After more than two hours, the rain gradually subsided and slowly turned into a drizzle.

The women in the shop left contentedly with their loot one by one. Su Wu looked at the messy pavement that had been turned over, and the footprints on the floor full of water stains, but his face was as bright as a summer flower.

Thirty-four pieces! She sold thirty-four clothes!

The net profit of a piece of clothing is calculated as thirty pieces, and those thirty-four pieces are ...... Oh, my God! She's rich! Hahaha!

So, when Mu Zhengyao's car drove to the door of Nishang Pavilion, before he got out of the car, he saw through the windshield the female madman in the store who was jumping and jumping with a mop and had completely entered the crazy mode......