Chu Yao carried breakfast into the house and distributed it to the children, because she didn't know what Qi Sheng liked to eat, so today she bought two more bowls of different porridge, as well as corn and boiled eggs.

The porridge was placed in front of Qi Sheng, and Chu Yao motioned for him to choose.

Qi Sheng glanced at it, and frowned at such a porridge that he hated for breakfast, and he didn't like it just by looking at the color.

"How can this young master eat this kind of food, little mute, you do it." It's just that the food cooked by this little mute can still be eaten.

"If you like to eat or not, Mom, don't pay attention to him." Chu Zhichen said unhappily.

Chu Yao handed him the corn, the school bus would come to pick up the children in a while, and the construction site started at half past eight, and she might have delayed the time to go to work after cooking.

"If you can't eat, the young master won't leave." Qi Sheng played a scoundrel, met Chu Zhichen's threat and raised his eyebrows defiantly.

Chu Zhichen's little face darkened.

'Xiao Chen, you have a good meal, the school bus is coming soon. Chu Yao patted him on the head and gestured.

Chu Zhichen snorted at Qi Sheng and sat down obediently.

Qi Sheng was even more proud when he saw this, and he was in a very good mood when he saw the child eating deflated.

Chu Yao didn't want to get into trouble, even if she was unlucky, he could leave after eating, send the two children to the school bus, and when she came back, she went to the kitchen to cook.

I usually buy vegetables at noon, but now I have nothing but vegetables at home, and I can only cook two poached eggs for him in a bowl of noodles.

Uncle Qi Sheng leaned back on the chair and watched Chu Yao come out of the kitchen.

A bowl of noodles that looked extremely good was placed in front of him, and the color was okay.

He picked up the chopsticks and began to eat, this little mute's cooking skills are okay, light is a little lighter, it is better than those bought outside.

Chu Yao watched him eat all the bowls of noodles, accepted the bowl, and then sat down in front of him, picked up a pen and paper and wrote, "I still have to work." ”

Qi Sheng looked at the five big characters, it was obvious that the little mute was chasing people, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart.

Just go, he doesn't want to stay.

When the person left, Chu Yao breathed a sigh of relief, went into the house to change into a covercoat, locked the door and rode out of the alley on a tricycle, repeating the daily work.

At about twelve o'clock, Chu Yao came back with half a cart of cardboard boxes, just entered the alley, and saw a bunch of people blocking in front of her from a distance.

"Go away." A roar came.

Chu Yao was stunned, feeling that the voice was very familiar, and walked over to look at the crowd, and the corners of her mouth twitched at this look.

I saw the handsome young man, his face full of anger, and his slender leg stuck in the sewer......

"Little brother, look at your legs are stuck and bleeding, if you don't take it out, you may get infected." The well-meaning people around persuaded him.

Qi Sheng just kept his face so stiff that no one was allowed to touch it.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her neighbor Aunt Zhang, Chu Yao patted her on the shoulder and asked.

"This man accidentally stepped on the sewer in the morning and got stuck here." Aunt Zhang and Chu Yao's neighbors have been in the past six or seven years, and they have also learned seven or eight points in the ability to read sign language.

“……”

Chu Yao was speechless, with such a big sewer, he would have to be inadvertently to get stuck in it.

"Hey, it's not a big deal, find someone to pry his leg and you can come out, the key young man is still stubborn and no one is allowed to touch it, and he didn't pull out the bleeding leg by pulling it out." It's the first time Aunt Zhang has seen such a strange person.

Some people who want to help him come forward, and his eyebrows and eyes make people feel that their hairs are standing up, who dares to step forward.