Seventy-fifth bowl of soup (3)
Qing Huan, who couldn't stand being tortured by the girl, finally agreed to meet her, and then was forced to take in a little maid.
She is really a little maid, she is quiet, sensible and hard-working, she does not need to have the house cleaned once a week, and when she wakes up every day, what Qing Huan sees must be a clean and orderly scene. Clean, very clean. Maybe it's because of the early death of her parents. The girl is very good at housework, and the cooked food is delicious. Qing Huan thought to herself, that couple is really interesting. Not to mention cleaning, washing, and cooking at home, he also supervised the property left by his parents. Most importantly, the man also committed extremely shameless deeds.
The aunt is also very interesting. Her niece was raped by her husband. It's fine if she doesn't call the police, and it's fine to cover up her eyes. She also forces the girl to submit.
This world is really fantasy.
Those who are relatives and friends stand on the sidelines; those who have never met each other gloat;
At seven o'clock in the morning, Qing Huan was woken up by the loud sound of knocking pots. She opened her eyes with a headache: "Little one, when will you calm down for a while?"
The girl's face had a seriousness that didn't match her immature appearance: "Early to bed and early to wake up will make your health better. Did you stay up late last night? Aunt Qinghuan, how many times have I told you that at your age, you can't get up any longer. If you stay up all night, you will die suddenly!"
Really... Qing Huan thinks that the girl who wakes her up on time every morning is the least cute. She rubbed her eyes, pulled the quilt over her head, and murmured: "Let's talk."
"No!" The girl lifted her hand, and the quilt was taken away. Then she screamed and covered her eyes with a frying pan, "You, why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
"Rare is more strange." Qing Huan shrugged, "A mature woman is free to sleep however she wants."
"Oh~ I see, you went out to fool around with wild men again last night!"
Tsk, what you said is too ugly. What do you mean go out and fool around with wild men? She just looked at each other with a handsome man, and then had an in-depth exchange. What's wrong with adults having their own needs? "Okay, okay, get out, I'm going to get up."
The girl pouted and walked out, recalling the scene she saw in her mind as she walked. The woman's slender body is as white as jade, with a slender waist and long legs, and a clear vest line. She looked down at her immature xiao long bao, feeling a burst of envy in her heart, when will she be as beautiful and strong as Aunt Qing Huan? But then again, she sleeps so late every night, and when she wakes up, she either stays on the sofa watching TV or goes shopping everywhere. I have never seen her exercising. Why is she still in such good shape
After thinking for a long time, I can only attribute it to the blessing of God in the end.
Qing Huan took a shower and felt more and more that bringing this girl back was not the right choice. Although someone doing laundry, cooking and cleaning made her quality of life a qualitative leap, but it was too painful to get up early every day. What I said at the beginning was to find a little maid, but now it seems that I have found a little housekeeper.
But asking her to drive her away, Qing Huan couldn't do it. After so many years, she has already become a hard-hearted person, and she will never be indecisive. The reason why she can keep this girl is because she saw her former self in her. Just like her at that time, she tried her best to welcome the new life, so no matter who appeared in front of her, it was like a drowning person catching driftwood, exhausting all her strength, just wanting to live.
Live with dignity and without humiliation. Even if the way to survive is very hard, even if it is very difficult, even if you have to pay an unexpected price, compared with the situation at that time, it is really much better.
The girl obviously regarded her as a lost parent, but her precocious awareness allowed her to clearly understand that Qing Huan was not her relative, probably this is the so-called fledgling psychology. For those who pull themselves out of the fire pit, in addition to dependence, there is only dependence.
... Forget it, just bear with it for now, anyway, she won't stay here for long.
The breakfast is hearty, the sliced salted duck eggs are placed on the plate, and the yolks are dripping with mouth-watering oil. The boiled green vegetables are placed on a snow-white plate, which looks extra fresh and delicious. The sweet potato porridge is soft and thick, with a tangy aroma. It is impossible to say it is luxurious, but it gives people a feeling of "home".
Especially the little girl not only served her food, but also set up the chopsticks, and even opened the chair. As long as Qing Huan sits down, she can start eating immediately. What else can she say in this situation, she has never raised a child. "Let's discuss it, Fan Fan, get up early on 1:35, 2:46:7, how about letting me sleep late?"
Although it was very uncomfortable to be woken up, having a hot meal to eat finally calmed Qing Huan's sad heart.
Fan Shan thought for a while and said, "Wake up early on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, April and Friday, and sleep late on Saturday and Sunday, but you must get up before eleven o'clock."
Qing Huan: "...don't go too far."
"You really can't do this." The little girl pushed the sliced duck eggs in front of her, "It's been said on the Internet that staying up late is easy to cause sudden death, and it's very, very bad for your health. Aunt Qing Huan listened to me once. And you smoke and drink, you don't want to live."
Qing Huan sighed, picked the duck egg yolk, sipped it into her mouth, and took a big mouthful of porridge, "That's not a reason for you to hide my lighter." She became addicted to cigarettes and finally lit a fire with a gas stove.
"Because you always don't listen to my advice." Fan Fan also had a headache, since she moved in, she spent all her time on housework except for studying every day. But the only thing that frustrates her is that she can't control Qing Huan's thoughts at all. No matter what she calls, she always sleeps, smokes and drinks, and sometimes stays out at night.
"Okay, that's it, remember what you said, if you dare to disturb me on Sunday, don't blame me for beating you." During the conversation, she had already finished two bowls of porridge, which was another point that Fan Shan didn't understand. Yes, you can eat so much without exercising, why don't you get fat at all
She didn't have any worries recently, she ate well and dressed well. When she passed the pharmacy with her classmates that day, she went in for a test and she gained a full three catties! So she doesn't dare to eat too much now. Once she becomes fat during adolescence, it will be difficult to lose weight in the future.
Qing Huan didn't know what this girl was thinking, so after eating, she picked up the coat on the sofa and threw it at her body: "Let's go, I'll take you to school."
She sent Fan Fan to school once in 800 years, Fan Shan quickly swallowed the last mouthful of porridge, grabbed her schoolbag and school uniform jacket and followed. The two walked out of the house, entered the elevator and were about to press it, when they heard a voice calling there to wait a minute. Fan Fan's eyes are quick and his hands are quick, otherwise she is sure that the bad woman beside her will definitely press down. "Wait for me."
Qing Huan spread her hands, "As long as you are not afraid of being late."
In the end, the person who came in surprised her, wasn't it the little policeman who was cheated by her pretending to be a street girl a while ago? It's just that today he is wearing a straight police uniform, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he is very handsome, and he even has an aura when he wears a police cap. He is more than half a head taller than Qing Huan.
"It's you?!" The little policeman also recognized Qing Huan, "You, you live here?"
Fan Fan blinked her watery eyes, looking back and forth between the two.
Qing Huan raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why, can't it?"
The little policeman felt that what she was wearing today was relatively conservative. Although the skirt was still very short and sexy, but because of the change in her whole demeanor, she looked extraordinarily charming and not frivolous. The burgundy dress reached ten centimeters above the knee, and the one-shoulder design revealed a beautiful collarbone and slender but powerful arms. It was attractive and fascinating.
This is the difference between a mature woman and a young girl. The amorous feelings in her bones do not need to be shown off at all to make people lose their minds. The little policeman was still very innocent, his face turned red when he saw Qing Huan's slightly exposed chest. Qing Huan was considered tall among women, but the little policeman was even taller than her, so looking down from above was enough for him to have a good time.
Fan Fan stared at him: "Uncle policeman, why is your face so red all of a sudden."
The little policeman almost choked on his saliva when he heard this, and stammered, "W-why, yes, it's too stuffy here."
"Really?" Fan Fan looked towards the elevator entrance. "But the elevator doors haven't closed yet."
There is no other reason, a 30-year-old but still childish woman is playing with the button, and while playing, she is also staring at the little policeman with great interest, wanting to see how much this handsome face can still blush.
After a few seconds of silence, Qing Huan suddenly asked: "Are you doing well in the anti-pornography team?"
With a bang, the little policeman who had just faded from his blush turned into a cooked prawn again. He stared at Qing Huan in shame and indignation: "You! Why are you like this!"
"Let me ask casually, I care about you, after all, we are neighbors now. Um... you live across from my house?"
The little policeman turned his head away from looking at her, but his eyes couldn't help but stare at the scene reflected in the elevator. Seeing Qing Huan leaning against the side, he quickly took a deep breath. "I, I've lived here for a long time, and I haven't seen you."
"That's because she never gets up at this time, nor does she go out at this time." Fan Fan said, "Uncle Policeman, can I ask you for a favor?"
"What's busy?"
The little girl thinks that other people can't do it, and the police uncle should be trustworthy. "In a few days, our school will organize an exchange and study. I will go out for a week, but no one is watching my aunt. I am afraid that she will smoke and drink again and stay up late. I will give you the key. You will help me watch her and wake her up every day."