When he returned home the next day, at the moment when he opened the door, Yun Xizhao almost suspected that he had gone the wrong door. She stayed there for a long time, but she didn't expect to say anything. What catches the eye is the mess on the ground, and the sewage is everywhere, flowing arbitrarily. Water was still leaking from the ceiling of the living room, dropping drop by drop. Yun Mengtian sweated profusely holding a clean mop in an attempt to block the leaking ceiling.
"Dad, this is... what's going on?" Yun Xizhao swallowed hard.
Ling Shuang happened to walk out of the kitchen, and was followed by a middle-aged man in a property management uniform. As he walked, he said, "Is there no other way? There is no place to sleep in our house."
The middle-aged man smiled apologetically: "It takes half a month to repair. The water pipe on the second floor burst too serious. We must replace all the pipes with new ones to ensure that there will be no leaks after the replacement.
"Oh, all right." Ling Shuang, who had always appeared as a strong woman, sighed and reluctantly agreed.
Burst water pipe
Is it because of freezing and cracking in this big winter
Yun Xizhao put down her schoolbag, followed her mother to the gate and sent away the property management inspector, with a helpless expression: "Mom, is there water in the bedroom too?"
"Yeah! The water pipe burst during the day, and we are not at home. When I and your dad come back, the water will all flow to the first floor. Would you say that the bedroom on the second floor will be spared?" Ling Shuang grinned with a headache. .
"Then where do we sleep?"
Yun Mengtian suggested: "If you don't let Xi Zhao go to Lu's house for a few days, we two can barely squeeze in the living room."
"How about that?"
Ling Shuang glared and shouted, "It's so cold in winter nights, and the water on the ground will freeze everyone? Although we have a good relationship with the Lu family, it is not necessary to let Xi Zhao live in his house. Great? After all, Xizhao has grown up, which is quite inconvenient..."
"What's the inconvenience?" Yun Mengtian asked strangely, "Let her godfather and mother take care of it, it will save trouble."
Half a month's maintenance time, if you go to a hotel, the cost is too great.
Originally, Ling Shuang insisted on keeping her daughter away from the boy of the Lu family, but now it's a critical moment of studying, don't let the two children fall in love and delay their studies. However, after the tumor in the brain of the last night, she has relaxed the strict discipline of her daughter from the bottom of her heart, and instead wants to give her more love and care.
"Well then, I can only trouble them."
Yun Xizhao's heart pounded while listening to the conversation of his parents while packing up the things in the living room. Actually want to live in Lu's house? Although it’s not the first time being taken care of by a godfather and godmother, when she was a child, she often ran to the road home to eat and drink, but now that she has grown up after all, she has a shy mood, and she will inevitably feel like living in. shy.
"Xizhao, pack your clothes and we'll be over in a while. Dinner is also at Lu's house." Ling Shuang's voice came over again.
"Oh, got it."
After packing up the things, the Yun family of three came to the next door together.
Zhang Yiran was placing the tableware and chopsticks, followed by Lu Chen, who served dishes and soup. As soon as I saw them coming in, I greeted them with a smile, and took what Yun Xizhao had in her hands: "Xiao Xi is here? Come in, the food has just been prepared, and you must eat it while it is hot."
Yun Mengtian and Ling Shuang smiled and greeted each other. They asked Lu Zhengrong, who was nowhere to be seen, that he was working overtime to solve the case again tonight and could not come back temporarily.
Yun Xizhao hurriedly got into the kitchen to help with the dishes. When Lu Chen passed by her, he suddenly turned his head and whispered, "Xizhao, welcome you."
Ah, does he already know that she is coming to live for a while
She hadn't figured out how to tell him later.
Yun Xizhao's face burned, and while others were not paying attention, she responded in a low voice, "Thank you, I'll interrupt you for half a month."
Lu Chen came closer and said with a smile but a smile: "You said, do we count as cohabiting together?"
Cohabitation
Does it count as cohabitation if I live under the same roof
"How come!" She immediately blushed and denied.
At this moment, Zhang Yiran, who walked from the living room into the kitchen, took a look at them and suddenly said, "Hey, Xizhao, why is your face so red? Are you having a cold and fever?"
Lu Chen followed her words and naturally stretched out his palms to cover Yun Xizhao's forehead, tried the temperature, and pretended to be strange: "It's not like a fever, maybe the heating at home is turned on too much."
Their conversation attracted Ling Shuang's attention, and her face instantly became solemn, staring at the movements of her daughter and Lu Chen, as if she wanted to see something from them. Yun Mengtian noticed her abnormality, and quietly touched her arm: "Wife, don't be like a bow and snake shadow! Evening photos are all big girls. It's not too much to think about it."
"Are you protecting her again?" Ling Shuang asked unhappy.
"How can I protect her?" Yun Mengtian explained, "I'm afraid that you will make a big fuss and make Xizhao feel dizzy and have a headache. Then the gain will not be worth the loss."
Thinking of the tumor in her daughter's brain, Ling Shuang took a sigh of relief, and his nervousness instantly relaxed.
Yes, you don't have to be so anxious to get angry.
After all, they are all children who are about to reach adulthood. If anything happens, they can't be prevented.
Fortunately, everything was fine at the dinner table. It's not that Yun Xizhao didn't notice her mother's unhappiness, and was more cautious, walking on thin ice. Fortunately, Lu Chen didn't talk to her alone anymore, and the two families finished their meal happily.
Ling Shuang and Yun Mengtian left and went home and prepared to deal with one night in the small living room on the second floor. Although the water pipe burst on the second floor, the water flowed to the lower part, and the stagnant water flowed to the first floor. Instead, it is relatively dry.
In this way, Yun Xizhao was placed in the guest room on the second floor of Lu's house, separated from Lu Chen's bedroom by a study room.
"It feels like a dream..."
She walked around in the clean room, couldn't help but cracked her mouth and giggled.
Actually, is it necessary to be so happy
When I was young, it was not that I didn't live in a passerby.
Thinking of the experience when she was young, when she had to go to the godfather and godmother's house to eat and drink, Yun Xizhao wanted to find a way to get in. What a shame. The girl's family, why don't you know how reserved
"Buckle, buckle, buckle." A knock on the door sounded.
Yun Xizhao hurriedly reduced her mind, put on a smiling face, and went to open the door. Zhang Yiran walked in with two bowls of rock sugar and snow pear soup, and put it on the table with a smile: "Xiao Xi, godmother made this stew for you specially. Can you taste it?"
"Thank you godmother!" The girl hurriedly thanked.
"Thank you? I heard you coughing a little. It's too dry in winter. Drink some Sydney soup to moisturize your lungs." Zhang Yiran touched Yun Xizhao's ponytail lovingly.
This little girl grew up as she watched, and was regarded as the daughter-in-law of her son since she was a child. How can she be a "mother-in-law" if she doesn't care for her daughter-in-law
Yun Xizhao obediently picked up the bowl and was about to drink, and heard her godmother say: "When you bring this bowl of soup to Lu Chen, I won't bother him."
"Huh?" The girl was startled.
"Godmother wanted to take a shower earlier, she was sweating this afternoon and she was slimy and uncomfortable. Xizhao, would you take it over?"
"Uh... OK, I'll take it."
Zhang Yiran nodded in satisfaction, and blinked mischievously at her before leaving, "Xiao Xi, come on!"
Yun Xizhao's face was speechless.
Just serve some soup, what kind of oil
However, why did the heartbeat suddenly become so fast
He tiptoed to the door of Lu Chen's bedroom. The door was closed tightly, without a trace of light. She walked back and forth twice hesitantly, still standing at the door of the room with rock sugar and snow pear soup, and plucked up the courage to knock on the door.
"Buckle, buckle, buckle."
"Please come in."
There was a gentle and indifferent voice from the young man in the room, without the slightest disturbance.
Yun Xizhao unscrewed the doorknob and walked in quietly. Unlike the dirty and messy common boys, Lu Chen's bedroom is always tidy and clean. The things are arranged in an orderly manner without a trace of peculiar smell. It is even more tidy than her room, and there is no dust at all. She walked on the wooden floor wearing cotton slippers, making a slight rubbing sound.
"Xizhao." Lu Chen heard the sound and turned around.
He seems to have just finished taking a shower, his hair is still a bit wet, and a light blue cotton house suit is worn on his long and thin body, exuding a faint reassuring fragrance. He was wiping his hair with a dry towel, faintly heated drops of water slipped from his hair, followed the beautifully-lined chin all the way down to the collar of the furnishing clothes, her gaze followed, and she realized that His beautiful collarbone was looming and exposed with the action!
"Gudu." Yun Xizhao swallowed.
Lu Chen looked at her a little puzzled.
"This is... the rock sugar and snow pear soup stewed by Godmother for you."
Yun Xizhao passed the bowl in his hand, placed it on the desk next to his bed, and glanced at the book he was reading—Advanced Mathematical Olympiad. Sure enough, it is such a headache at first glance.
"Thank you." He replied, picked up the bowl and took a sip.
Yun Xizhao's palms were sweating, a little embarrassed and at a loss, pretending to sit on the edge of his bed naturally, she had nothing to say: "Aren't you doing your homework at night?"
"Well, just read Mathematical Olympiad books."
"What should I do if the teacher blames it?"
"Just scold, he's used to it anyway."
…
Yun Xi was full of black lines, remembering that Luchen’s workbook was missing when representatives of various subjects often collected homework, and every time he was reported to the teachers of various subjects, although he did not often do homework, he was not embarrassed. . Top students have privileges. In the eyes of teachers, they are different from ordinary students.
"Why does my mother think of giving me this?" Lu Chen asked suddenly.
Yun Xizhao smiled embarrassedly: "The godmother said that I heard a little cough, so she stewed the soup and cooked us supper."
After drinking the soup, Lu Chen licked his lips: "It's so sweet." When he turned his eyes, he suddenly noticed that the girl's gaze was looking at him with a certain concentration. He couldn't help but touched his cheek and said strangely, "There is something on my face. ?"
"Ah, no, no!"
Yun Xizhao immediately recovered, and lowered her head with a flushed face.