Chapter 692: One Meal, Wake Up

When she washed her hands and came out of the bathroom, she saw Mu Fusheng coming out of the kitchen with her noodles, and Zhang Changliang was still sitting on the sofa like an uncle, so she immediately quit.

So she shouted directly at Zhang Changliang: "Come and work." ”

"I can't, I can't help with the kitchen work."

"Then you're hungry." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, she directly asked Mu Fusheng to sit down and eat noodles, as for Zhang Changliang's bowl of noodles, let him serve it herself, she was not used to him, she really didn't have the consciousness of rubbing rice, and there was no one else.

"Where's my face?" When Zhang Changliang walked to the table, he saw that there was no face for him, so he asked.

"In the kitchen, serve it yourself."

Zhang Changliang suddenly felt a little uncomfortable after hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, because he felt that Shi Qinghuan was too stingy, didn't he just come to rub a few more meals, Shi Qinghuan used it like this.

"Do you think I'm targeting you?" After seeing the change in the expression on Zhang Changliang's face, Shi Qinghuan asked Zhang Changliang.

"No, don't talk nonsense."

"Huh...... Don't deny it so quickly, I know exactly what you're thinking, don't you just think I'm targeting you, let me tell you, I'm targeting you today, and I'm not convinced that you're going to beat me! ”

"You ......."

"Don't you, you, you, just look like you, I'm not targeting you, I'm targeting anyone, but you're a rubber, although you can't help in the kitchen, but you can help take a bowl and serve something.

But how do you do it? Every time, let your good brother serve you, and you don't have any consciousness at all, even I, an outsider, can't look at it, who will I clean up if I don't clean you up?

And don't think I'll say this about you because you're always here, but I won't say a word when you do something, because this is your good brother's home, and it's okay for you to come to dinner every day.

Unless you don't treat Mu Fusheng as a good brother, you will feel that you are a guest, and let Mu Fusheng treat you as a guest. ”

"I didn't."

"What you think is only known to you, your share of noodles is in the kitchen, and you have to eat it yourself."

Zhang Changliang wanted to leave directly after hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, but when he thought that if he left, he would waste the noodles made by his brother Mu, so he could only suppress the anger in his heart and go to the kitchen to serve noodles to eat.

After more than ten minutes, lunch was over, and Shi Qinghuan saw that Mu Fusheng had something to say to Zhang Changliang, so she quickly packed up the dishes and chopsticks and walked towards the kitchen.

After Zhang Changliang entered the kitchen after serving Qinghuan, he said to Mu Fusheng: "Brother Mu, I really don't think like that, and I don't treat myself as a guest, I just ...... I'm just used to it. ”

"I know, but habits can be changed, and you're not too young to do whatever you want, because not everyone can do anything with you like I do.

And the Zhang family behind you, are you willing to give it to others? ”

Zhang Changliang was silent after hearing Mu Fusheng's words, because he hadn't thought about these things before, but at that time, he was young, and Mu Fusheng was supporting him in front of him, so he had to live a mixed life.

But today, after what Shi Qinghuan said, coupled with the fire that Mu Fusheng added at the moment, he suddenly felt that he really wanted to do something wrong.

So he said to Mu Fusheng: "Brother Mu, you give me some time, I have to think about it." ”

"Okay."