Under the shocked eyes of the three members of the Fang family, Lu Shijin fed Fang Xiran one spoonful after another.
It looks a lot like a couple showing affection, if one of them doesn't have a deadpan expression on their faces, and the other looks slightly disgusted.
"Why do you just watch me eat and not eat yourself?" Fang Xiran swallowed the food in his mouth slowly, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin gracefully, and his eyes slowly swept across the faces of the other three.
Fang Chen came to his senses first, but his son was just being fed. If he made too much fuss, it would embarrass everyone, so just pretend he didn't see it.
"Eat, eat." Fang Chen waved the chopsticks in his hand, signaling Xu Meiru and Fang Zhuoer to stop looking at them, and lowered his head to calmly pick rice into his mouth, but there was nothing on the chopsticks that stuck into his mouth.
Fang Zhuoer ate two mouthfuls of food without taste, and couldn't help looking at Lu Shijin, but Lu Shijin was afraid that Fang Xiran would mess with something else, so he felt Fang Zhuoer's gaze and pretended not to see it, so he concentrated on feeding Young Master Fang .
Seeing that Lu Shijin didn't look at Fang Zhuoer again, Fang Xiran's sourness subsided a little.
He raised his chin and cast a glance at Lu Shijin from the corner of his eye, and smiled contemptuously in his heart, a man like this kind of messy man can't be cured.
Finally, after feeding Young Master Fang, Lu Shijin put down his rice bowl and wiped his hands with a tissue. Fang Xiran was full, but he was still hungry.
When he picked up his chopsticks and was about to eat, Lu Shijin casually glanced at Fang Xiran's head, only to find that two yellow words suddenly appeared on top of his head out of thin air.
"-5"
Just like in the cartoons.
Lu Shijin thought he was dazzled, so he couldn't help rubbing his eyes, but those two words just passed by in a flash, and when Lu Shijin looked intently, they didn't appear again.
Is it really his eyesight? Damn it.
Lu Shijin looked away, still thinking about the words that appeared on Fang Xiran's head, and casually stretched out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables.
Coincidentally, when he stretched out his chopsticks, Fang Zhuoer also stretched out his chopsticks at the same time, picking up the same dish with him.
The two pairs of chopsticks accidentally touched each other, and they looked up at each other at the same time, and smiled at each other out of politeness.
Lu Shijin didn't take this matter to heart, moved his chopsticks to change the dish, and before the dish was put into the bowl, he heard Fang Xiran's cold snort.
And who made this young master unhappy
Lu Shijin glanced sideways in Fang Xiran's direction, and couldn't help opening his eyes slightly. Fang Xiran's head had words on it again, and now he could see it clearly, and it definitely wouldn't be dazzled!
But it is different from just now, it was "-5" displayed just now, but now it is "5".
Lu Shijin looked at the other people, and they were all eating as if nothing had happened. Occasionally, those who met Fang Xiran's eyes did not show any surprise. Obviously, they couldn't see the words on Fang Xiran's head.
Is he the only one who can see it? But what does it mean to add 5 and subtract 5
"Convenience store, what does the number above Fang Xiran's head mean?" Lu Shijin kept quiet and secretly asked 711 while eating.
711: "Fang Xiran is bound to the Lemon Essence System. The number you just saw is his lemon value. An increase in the lemon value means that Fang Xiran is in a state of jealousy, and a decrease in the lemon value means that Fang Xiran thinks he has won the competition. When the lemon value is 0, his mission is complete."
Lu Shijin seemed to understand the rules explained by 711, and asked blankly: "But what did I do just now? To make him jealous for a while and relieved for a while?"
711: "Then you have to ask him, what is he sour about?"
Lu Shijin: "... a man's heart, a sea needle."
But after understanding what the numbers represent, Lu Shijin has a countermeasure.
He planned to test Fang Xiran again to see what Fang Xiran would cause the lemon value to change.
I was exhausted after a meal, but fortunately, Fang Xiran didn't say anything that was not shocking and endless, so the reunion dinner was over.
Fang Chen had to go back to the company in the afternoon and left home after dinner, but he said he would go home for dinner in the evening.
Fang Zhuoer has just returned from an exchange abroad, and the vacation is not over yet, so he will stay at home these few days.
All of a sudden, the two sons went back to live at home, and there was an extra Lu Shijin, which made the Fang family, which was originally deserted, suddenly lively.
After lunch, it was time for Fang Xiran to rest, but as an amnesiac, he naturally didn't remember where his bedroom was.
Xu Meiru asked Fang Zhuoer to take Fang Xiran back to the room to rest.
The Fang family villa has two basement floors and three floors above ground. There are dozens of rooms alone. Lu Shijin got lost when he first arrived, which shows how big it is.
The rooms of Fang Xiran and Fang Zhuoer are both on the second floor, separated by a corridor, without interfering with each other.
"Brother, this is your bedroom, this is your study, and the cloakroom is here."
Fang Zhuoer patiently introduced to Fang Xiran one by one. After reading it, Fang Xiran opened his bedroom and went in to take a look. The inside was very clean and tidy, and it was too clean, so it didn't look like someone had lived in it.
"Where do you live?" Fang Xiran asked Lu Shijin abruptly.
"Ah?" Lu Shijin didn't expect Fang Xiran to ask other questions, and raised his index finger to point to the ceiling above his head, "I live on the third floor."
Fang Xiran frowned, "Why do you live on the third floor?"
Lu Shijin felt it was funny, "Where do I live on the third floor? The third floor is a guest room for guests."
"Move down," Fang Xiran pointed to the room, and said calmly, "You will live with me from now on."
Lu Shijin slightly raised his eyebrows, hehe, the young master has changed his sex? She actually didn't dislike him at first, and even invited him—to live together
Fang Zhuoer had already accumulated a stomach full of questions. Just now at the dinner table, his parents made it difficult for him to ask too many questions. How can he hold back now.
"Brother, are you really married?" Fang Zhuoer leaned against the wall, looking back and forth between Fang Xiran and Lu Shijin curiously.
Judging from the interaction between the two, they don't look like lovers at all.
Why did so many things happen at home when he was only out of the country
"Of course it's not marriage. Without a certificate, the law will not recognize this kind of marriage relationship." Fang Xiran said with a smile, "He was just bought by my father for my joy."
Fang Zhuoer was puzzled: "Chongxi? What is Chongxi?"
Fang Xiran glanced at Lu Shijin, his eyes full of disdain: "Chongxi means to expel evil spirits through holding weddings, and hope that the patient will turn from danger to safety. Generally, only ignorant old antiques would believe that such things can cure diseases."
Fang Zhuoer understood that, having received a higher education, he couldn't understand why his respected father came up with such a feudal superstition.
"So Dad thinks you can wake up because of some joy?" Fang Zhuoer looked at Lu Shijin with an incredulous look, and shook his head, "This is ridiculous! How could Dad believe this?"
Fang Xiran: "You have to ask him. As soon as I woke up, he announced to me that I was married. If I didn't accept it, he would sever the father-son relationship with me. I wondered whether I was bewitched or he was bewitched." Evil."
Fang Zhuoer: "..."
Listening to the two brothers talking one after another, Lu Shijin looked indifferent, as if they were not talking about him.
Lu Shijin asked calmly: "Since you don't want to accept this marriage, why do you want me to move down and live with you?"
The corner of Fang Xiran's mouth showed sarcasm: "What do you think I asked you to move here for? Since you have spent money, of course you must make the best use of it. I asked you to come and be my personal servant. Don't think too much about it."
Fang Zhuoer could see Fang Xiran's contempt for Lu Shijin. Although Lu Shijin married Fang Xiran in such an embarrassing capacity, it was not entirely his fault. Also a victim.
Marrying someone who doesn't love her is already very pitiful, and she has to endure her husband's cynicism from time to time, and her identity is not recognized. Fang Zhuoer can't help but feel sympathy for Lu Shijin in his heart.
Fang Zhuoer: "Brother, what you said is a little too much. Now that he has come to our house, why don't you be more polite to him?"
"You love him dearly?" Fang Xiran cast a cold gaze on Fang Zhuoer.
Fang Zhuoer was puzzled, "How can this be considered distressing? I'm just talking about the facts."
Fang Xiran snorted coldly, "He is mine now, I don't need others to teach me how to treat him, you feel wronged for him, why don't you ask him, does he feel that you have taken so many things from our house? Wronged."
"No grievance, no grievance," Lu Shijin took the words with a smile, looked at Fang Zhuoer and said, "Thank you, Second Young Master, for your concern. I'm used to the Eldest Young Master talking like this, so I won't feel wronged. After all, we normal people can't talk to a People with a broken mind care about it, right?"
Fang Xiran immediately turned his head and glared at him, while Lu Shijin turned his eyes upwards, pretending not to see.
Fang Zhuoer originally thought that Lu Shijin would be submissive, but he didn't expect that he was a sharp-tongued and merciless speaker. Seeing Fang Xiran's deflated look, he couldn't help but cocked the corners of his mouth.
This "sister-in-law" seems to be interesting.
The two of them were flirting with each other for a while, and Fang Xiran had a panoramic view of them again, and their expressions suddenly became gloomy.
So, Lu Shijin found that Fang Xiran's head was beating rows of numbers again and again, but this time it was "0, 0, 0..."
Lu Shijin asked 711 strangely: "What does 0 mean?"
711: "Because the full value is 100, the value of lemons will not increase after reaching the upper limit."
Lu Shijin: "So what is he complaining about now?"
711: "Maybe it's because Fang Zhuoer spoke for you?"
Lu Shijin: "... This fucking is also sour? Fang Zhuoer and I met for the first time today, and we didn't speak more than three sentences! What can I have with him?!"
711: "Lemon essence body, everything you see can be sour."
Lu Shijin sneered: "He's not lemon essence at all, he's just a piece of lemon peel soaked in aged vinegar!"
Fortunately, there is an upper limit to the value of lemons, otherwise, due to Fang Xiran's problem of making even the slightest thing sour, the value of lemons would never be reduced to 0 in this lifetime.
But wait, the object of Fang Xiran's bitterness is his younger brother Fang Zhuoer, right
Then he can use Fang Zhuoer to get Fang Xiran's lemon value
Lu Shijin had thought through this point, and couldn't help looking at Fang Zhuoer with deep meaning in his eyes. At that moment, Fang Zhuoer was not only a person in his eyes, but also a tool that could be used.
—
According to Fang Xiran's request, Lu Shijin moved from his guest room on the third floor to Fang Xiran's bedroom on the second floor.
He didn't bring any salutes, everything he needed here was prepared for him by the Fang family, so packing was very simple, he only packed two pieces of clothes and went to Fang Xiran's room.
Fang Xiran had already changed into pajamas and was lying on the bed, about to take a nap.
Lu Shijin checked in his room. There was only one double bed in the huge room, and Fang Xiran was lying on one side, so he walked to the other side as a matter of course, sat down on the edge of the bed and prepared to lie down on it.
"What are you doing?" Fang Xiran asked suddenly.
"Sleep." Lu Shijin thought that Fang Xiran was obsessed with cleanliness, and said, "I changed into my pajamas, I just washed them yesterday, don't worry if they are clean."
Fang Xiran asked, "Who told you to lie on my bed?"
Lu Shijin: "...you only have this bed in this room, and you asked me to move it here, where else can I sleep if I don't sleep on the bed?"
Fang Xiran pointed at the sofa expressionlessly, "Sofa."
Lu Shijin: "???"
Fang Xiran: "Don't want to sleep on the sofa? Then you can sleep on the floor, there are carpets anyway."
Lu Shijin clenched his fists: "..." If I punch you, you might die, do you believe it or not
Fang Xiran squinted at him and sneered: "You don't think I will allow you to climb on my bed, do you? Since you got the money, do what you should do. Don't think about anything else."
"What am I delusional about?" Lu Shijin asked back, crossing his chest.
Fang Xiran: "You know it in your heart."
Lu Shijin: "I don't know, please explain clearly to me."
Fang Xiran glanced at him hesitantly, then turned his head and said dryly: "Anyway, it's impossible for me to admit to this marriage, and now my father is forcing me, so I can't help it, but he can't control me forever. So you have to position yourself."
Lu Shijin understood, "Do you want to dump me in the future?"
Fang Xiran: "You're not too stupid."
Lu Shijin stretched out his hand in front of him, and said cheerfully, "Okay, then I'll give you the money."
"What money?" Fang Xiran frowned.
Lu Shijin: "Breakup fee, as long as you pay me, I'll leave right away and never pester you."
Fang Xiran waved his hand away, and stared at him with contempt, "You are with me for money, you are a man who only cares about money!"
"It's not for money, what else is it for?" Lu Shijin smiled instead of anger, "I said that I stayed by your side because I love you, do you believe me?"
Fang Xiran's face suddenly became ugly, and his hands on the quilt clenched into fists. Of course, it is impossible for anyone with a little brain to believe it.
"Poisonous tongue, moody, naive, impolite..." Lu Shijin counted Fang Xiran's shortcomings one by one with his fingers, and raised his head with a half-smile after counting, "What do you think is worthy of others' liking in yourself? If it weren't for your old man Thank you so much for begging me to stay, I don't want to stay with someone like you for half a second."
"You, you, you give me—" Fang Xiran's face turned black, and he pointed in the direction of the door. Before he could say the word "get out", Lu Shijin robbed him, "Let me 'get out', I know, as long as you give me money , I can go right away, the question is, you have amnesia now, can you still remember the password of your bank account?"
Amnesia still has to be pretended, and the password is naturally impossible to remember.
Fang Xiran's chest hurts with anger, and he began to regret why he let Lu Shijin move into his room.
Originally, he wanted to keep him under his nose so that he would not have the chance to flirt with Fang Zhuoer.
Who would have thought that before he and Fang Zhuoer could be caught, he would be pissed off.
This man is simply a devil!
"No money?" Lu Shijin lay down carelessly, snatched half of Fang Xiran's quilt, and rolled over on his body, "If you don't have money, there is nothing you can do, then you can only wrong you, Young Master Fang, and me to stay for a while It's time."
Fang Xiran pinched the knuckles of his fingers, Lu Shijin heard the sound, and said lightly: "If you have no place to vent your anger, there is a gym on the third floor, you can go there to play sandbags, I am going to take a nap now, Don't bother me, thank you."
Fang Xiran originally wanted to leave, but Lu Shijin said that if he left now, it would be as if he had given up.
Fang Xiran lay down straight, and turned her head to stare at Lu Shijin's back with cold eyes.
Great man, you managed to get my attention.
The future will be long, let's see who can win the battle.
Although Fang Xiran was suffocating, his illness happened to be exhausting, and the bedroom became quiet after a while, and both of them fell asleep until five o'clock in the afternoon.
When Lu Shijin woke up and saw that it was already five o'clock on his phone, he hurriedly got up from the bed, but Fang Xiran was still fast asleep, showing no sign of waking up.
After sleeping all afternoon, the rest of the Fang family would have been waiting for them downstairs. Lu Shijin hurriedly changed into his pajamas, tidied up and prepared to go downstairs.
Before he left, of course he didn't forget to wake Fang Xiran up, but Fang Xiran got angry when he opened his eyes and saw him, picked up the quilt to cover his head, and didn't want to talk to Lu Shijin.
"It's already five o'clock, it's almost dinner time, you still not getting up?" Lu Shijin patted the quilt and asked.
Fang Xiran growled impatiently from under the quilt: "I'm sorry, go away and don't bother me."
Lu Shijin had a good night's sleep, and his anger subsided a little. He was willing to ask Fang Xiran in a good-tempered manner, "Are you skipping dinner?"
"Don't eat." Fang Xiran said.
Lu Shijin: "Then I'll ask the servant to bring it to you."
Fang Xiran put down the quilt and glared at him angrily: "I said I won't eat, don't you understand?"
Lu Shijin couldn't help him, and said seriously: "Don't stop eating, you will be hungry at night if you don't eat, and your family will also worry."
Fang Xiran said indifferently: "Then wait until you are hungry. You tell them that I have no appetite and can't eat, so don't wait for me for dinner."
Fang Xiran was stubborn and refused to get up, and Lu Shijin didn't bother to coax him anymore, so he opened the door and went downstairs by himself.
Fang Chen couldn't come back in time because of an impromptu meeting at the company, so only Lu Shijin, Xu Meiru, and Fang Zhuoer had dinner.
When Xu Meiru heard that Fang Xiran had no appetite for dinner, she was concerned and wanted to go upstairs to see for herself, but Lu Shijin stopped her on the pretext that Fang Xiran was in a bad mood and didn't want to be disturbed.
Xu Meiru learned about Fang Xiran's eccentric temper today, if she hadn't had to pretend to be a good wife and mother, she wouldn't want to make fun of herself, once she heard what Lu Shijin said, she immediately stopped insisting.
Fang Chen and Fang Xiran were away, so the atmosphere at the dinner table was a little more relaxed.
After dinner, Xu Meiru went out. She made an appointment for a spa at a beauty parlor at night, and it was midnight when she came back.
Lu Shijin thought that Fang Xiran hadn't eaten yet, so he planned to go to the kitchen to see if there were any ingredients that were good for digestion, and made some for Fang Xiran.
Although Fang Xiran said that he has no appetite, not eating is not good for his recovery, so he has to eat something.
Lu Shijin went into the kitchen and found a bowl of lean meat stuffing left over from the chef's cooking in the refrigerator, thinking that it should be enough to make a bowl of dumplings.
Dumplings are a staple food and have meat, and they are good for digestion, so they are a good choice.
Lu Shijin rummaged through the cabinet to find a bag of flour, and began to knead the dough to make dumpling wrappers. When the dough fermented, Lu Shijin chopped clean celery and put it into the meat stuffing.
The sound of chopping vegetables came out of the kitchen, which caught the attention of Fang Zhuoer who was watching TV in the living room. Fang Zhuoer followed the sound to find the kitchen and found that it was Lu Shijin who was busy in the kitchen, which was a little strange.
Fang Zhuoer waved to Lu Shijin friendly, "Hi, what are you doing?"
Lu Shijin glanced at him and said softly, "I'm making dumplings."
"Aren't you full tonight?" Fang Zhuoer was puzzled.
Lu Shijin: "I made it for your brother. The food at night is a bit greasy and not good for digestion. I'll make some dumplings for him."
Lu Shijin began to cut the dough and rolled out the dumpling wrappers with a rolling pin. He quickly turned the dough with his left hand and skillfully rolled the rolling pin with his right hand. Thin and round dumpling wrappers emerged from his hands. Be amazed.
Fang Zhuoer was also spoiled and raised. He has never been in the kitchen twice since he was a child, and he has never seen others make dumplings. He just feels very fresh.
"You can actually make dumplings, that's amazing!" Fang Zhuoer expressed his sincere praise, and Lu Shijin smiled, "What's so great about making dumplings, it's just a general life skill."
Fang Zhuoer watched Lu Shijin roll out the dumpling wrapper intently, "It's already very good for me, so the dumpling wrapper is made in this way."
The young master of a rich family is rare and strange, Lu Shijin didn't take his compliments seriously, and asked casually: "Why did you come here? Did I chop stuffing so loudly that it disturbed you?"
"I didn't bother me, I just heard something going on in the kitchen, so come and have a look." Fang Zhuoer thought of something, and said hesitantly, "Well... my brother treated you so badly in the afternoon, don't you care? ? And make dumplings for him... "
"Marriage is the life of two people, stumbling and quarreling are inevitable." Lu Shijin finished rolling out the dumpling wrappers and started making dumplings, "If you care about everything, how can you survive this day? So, the quarrels are the quarrels , make trouble, life still has to go on."
Fang Zhuoer raised the corner of his mouth, and a smile appeared on his handsome eyebrows: "Is this some kind of philosophy of life?"
Lu Shijin put a fat dumpling on the chopping board, and looked a little proud of his work, "This is called dumpling philosophy, just wait, I'll bring you a bowl of hot dumplings later. Believe it or not, your brother immediately raised the white flag with me?"
"So amazing?" Fang Zhuoer looked at the dumplings and said with enthusiasm, "I want to eat everything I said."
"Sure." Lu Shijin counted the dumpling wrappers, "There should be a lot, and I'll make an extra bowl for you then."
"Wow, yes, yes." Fang Zhuoer clapped his hands and joked half-truthfully, "Then I am lucky to have my brother's light, thank you sister-in-law!"
Lu Shijin quickly made more than 20 dumplings. He boiled a pot of boiling water and poured it in. Covered and boiled for a while. When the dumplings floated to the surface, the dumplings were considered cooked.
Lu Shijin fished out the dumplings and put them on two separate plates, one for Fang Xiran and one for Fang Zhuoer.
"Try it and see how salty it is?" Lu Shijin held a plate and handed Fang Zhuoer a pair of chopsticks. Fang Zhuoer took the chopsticks, took a bite of a dumpling, and gave a thumbs up full of praise. "Delicious! The saltiness is just right, the dumplings are tender, and the celery meat filling is also very fragrant!"
"Really? Are you exaggerating?" Lu Shijin hadn't tasted it yet, and Fang Zhuoer told him that he wanted to eat it. "I'll try it too."
He originally wanted to use a pair of chopsticks to pick up the dumplings again, but Fang Zhuoer had already picked one up and handed it to his mouth. He has always been informal, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did, so he said carelessly: " I'm not exaggerating, if you don't believe me, try it yourself."
Lu Shijin noticed that just now Fang Zhuoer directly bit the dumplings off the chopsticks, and his mouth didn't touch the chopsticks, so he didn't feel anything, and lowered his head to bite the dumplings that Fang Zhuoer fed him.
But some things just happened by such a coincidence. As soon as Lu Shijin bit the dumpling on Zall's chopsticks, Fang Xiran's voice sounded from the kitchen door.
"What are you two doing?!"