After The house was Confiscated, The Poor Little Maidservant Spoiled Her Powerful Husband

Chapter 275: You have a lot of surplus food at home, share some of it

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"Hot pot dish. I'm not very good at cooking and I was afraid you wouldn't be used to it, so I added some hot pot base."

Liu Qiaoer served the dishes and filled two bowls of rice and placed them in the dining room.

Lu Ming was probably really hungry, and he ate voraciously. Before Liu Qiaoer had finished her bowl of rice, he had already eaten all the rice in the rice cooker and was about to clean up the bottom of the pot.

Feeling a little embarrassed, he glanced at Liu Qiao'er and said, "Are you still eating? I've finished it all."

Liu Qiaoer shook her head: "I didn't eat much, the rest is yours."

Liu Qiaoer doesn’t have a big appetite and is full with half a bowl of rice and half a bowl of vegetables.

She ignored Lu Ming and got up to get some dog food and sausages for her four puppies.

After the dogs finished eating, Liu Qiaoer took them to the yard to have fun, pee and poop, and when they were almost done, she called them back.

Get a basin of hot water to give them a bath, and then put them in the cage in the house.

The puppies were quite clean, as Liu Qiaoer had already given them deworming shots and vaccines.

This side was ready, and Lu Ming had finished eating over there, and he sighed with satisfaction.

"It's been two months, and I haven't had a full meal or a hot bath. I'm finally letting you take a break. Thank you so much."

Liu Qiaoer didn't say much, just smiled and collected the dishes. She didn't cook much and he ate quite cleanly.

It was raining and windy outside. Lu Ming turned on the TV, watched it for a while, then tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep.

Liu Qiaoer cleaned up the supplies inside and out, turned off the lights on the first floor, and then went upstairs.

During the days when she was trapped in the house, Liu Qiaoer checked her phone, cleaned the house, and kept every corner of the room clean.

Coming to the second floor, Liu Qiaoer took a hot bath and counted the days on her fingers.

The rain will not fall for a few more days, the cold front is coming, and the cold winter will last for three years. According to my grandmother's notebook, these three years were spent with my grandfather.

And now Liu Qiaoer hasn't met her grandfather yet, so it seems she can only live on her own.

She was thinking that if she had met her grandfather, her mother would not have been able to give birth to her, and if her mother had not been able to give birth to her, there would be no her.

The point of time travel is to get her into the dungeon, and preferably into the upper class.

But now it seems that something is not right. Could it be that he is trying to trick her again and make her disappear

The days passed, and in a blink of an eye, it had been a week since Lu Ming came to her house.

This week, Liu Qiaoer only cooked two meals a day, one at 10 a.m. and one at 3 p.m.

Liu Qiaoer wanted to lose weight, and she couldn't eat that much without exercising.

Lu Ming was different. He had a normal schedule and woke up at five or six in the morning. He could still do push-ups and sit-ups with his limping leg, but he was hungry early in the morning.

There is food in the refrigerator in the kitchen. Every night Liu Qiaoer would put some meat and vegetables in it, not much, but enough for a day.

I don’t know when Liu Qiaoer gets up, so she just makes something to eat. She can make pancakes and porridge.

Later, Liu Qiaoer saw that he did not poop for three meals a day and left breakfast for her, so she simply prepared ready-made breakfast for him, including milk and bread, which he only had to heat up in the microwave.

That day, before she woke up in the morning, she heard someone knocking on the door.

Liu Qiaoer picked up the phone and took a look. It was not the village chief.

Before the village chief comes, he will send her a WeChat message or call her.

Liu Qiaoer couldn't figure out who was knocking on the door without even saying hello.

I went to the balcony and looked down, holding my forehead with my hand. It turned out to be Wang Juan, the sophomore student who was trapped at home and became a volunteer.

It was still raining outside, but it was obviously not raining heavily anymore, but the weather was getting colder.

Liu Qiaoer felt cold even wearing a sweater.

"Dengdeng" Liu Qiaoer ran down from upstairs, wearing a large beige sweater over her loose pajamas.

When I reached the first floor, I saw Lu Ming leaning on a cane, preparing to go to the yard.

"Don't go, I'll go."

Lu Ming had difficulty walking and was leaning on a crutch. The smooth floor tiles were a little slippery. He turned his head to look at Liu Qiaoer with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He gave way to Liu Qiaoer and carefully reminded her, "Slow down."

Liu Qiaoer was in the corridor, changing into a pair of rain boots. Her long seaweed-like hair was draped behind her and accidentally slipped off her shoulders. Lu Ming somehow gathered her hair behind her.

When they arrived at the door, Liu Qiaoer only opened the small door. She was a little surprised to see Wang Juan coming over with a backpack and an umbrella.

"Are you here specifically to deliver supplies?"

Wang Juan nodded enthusiastically: "Yes, I thought that Brother Lu would eat a lot when he lived in your house, and I was afraid that your food supply was not enough, so I came to bring some to you."

Liu Qiaoer looked at her with some disdain as she carried a box of instant noodles and some worn-out clothes, and wanted to refuse.

"It doesn't matter. I have plenty of food in stock, and one more person won't make much difference. You should give it to someone who really needs it."

As she said that, Liu Qiaoer was about to close the door, but was stopped by Wang Juan.

"Hey, you said you had a lot of food stored? Then why didn't you donate more when the village chief asked for donations?"

As she said that, Wang Juan tried to force her way into Liu Qiaoer's yard, but was pushed out by Liu Qiaoer.

"Your logic is ridiculous. I can donate my stuff however I want. Don't use morality to blackmail me. Okay, there's nothing to do here. Please leave."

With a "bang", Liu Qiaoer closed the door and no matter how Wang Juan knocked on it from outside, it wouldn't open.

Liu Qiaoer turned around and went back to bed to continue sleeping.

Lu Ming's cell phone rang. Wang Juan didn't have Liu Qiaoer's number, but she had Lu Ming's.

On the phone, Wang Juan said aggrievedly that she came to deliver something, but was turned away by Liu Qiaoer.

Lu Ming glanced at the unopened instant noodles and said, "I really don't need them. Please leave them to someone who needs them."

This is Liu Qiaoer's home. He is just staying here temporarily. Since Liu Qiaoer doesn't let her in, he can't say anything.

After hanging up the phone and sending another WeChat message, Wang Juan left helplessly.

Lu Ming turned his head and glanced at Liu Qiaoer, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

Liu Qiaoer didn't want to talk to him any more, so she went back to the second floor to sleep.

But she didn't expect that after waking up again, the village chief sent her several messages.

People in the village WeChat group were even talking about her.

The village chief said, "Do you have enough food over there? If not, I won't give you any more supplies."

The village chief said: "Comrade Lu Ming in your house is only staying in your house temporarily, please do not mistreat him."

Village chief: "If you need anything, please contact me again."

Liu Qiaoer frowned. She wondered what Wang Juan said after she returned. Why did she feel like there was something else behind the village chief's words

Liu Qiaoer politely replied to the village chief: "There is still food left. Comrade Lu Ming has been well taken care of. He has not been abused and is recovering."

Looking at the village group again, it was indeed Wang Juan who started the conversation.

She first asked the villagers hypocritically if anyone needed supplies, and that there were some instant noodles here.

Some said they needed it, others said they had some food at home and could take some and save it.

Wang Juan was sarcastic in the group again: Every family has little food stored at this time, but Aunt Wang has a lot of food stored, and her family also has grapes and vegetables. If anyone needs help, everyone can help each other.