Liang Yixuan said how he could sit until the end.

It turns out that I'm waiting for her here.

Liang Yixuan said lightly: "I don't work on Teacher Bian anymore. I think I can wash myself faster."

Zhao Mengen looked at Bian Xu's face and handed him a step: "Ah, Teacher Bian, you didn't seem to have eaten much food just now. Why don't you go eat some fruit? I'll wash it for you."

"No," Bian Xu smiled, "I like to wash dishes, and washing dishes is my second hobby besides music."

“…”

If there is a replay at this time, Lin Xiaosheng must rewind to Bian Xu's second day after joining the group and release his noble sentence "I have so much sponsorship, and I don't even have the funding to install a dishwasher."

Liang Yixuan shook her head, silencedly packed up a stack of bowls and chopsticks and went to the kitchen.

On the dining table, he looked at the plates covered with vegetable stains and oil stains. He turned his head away with his eyes, pinched the corners of the plate with two fingers, and followed Liang Yixuan.

Everyone dispersed on the dining table.

In the quiet kitchen, Liang Yixuan didn't say a word, nor did she have the patience to teach carefully to the side like she did in the morning.

Bian Xu could only follow the same thing, imitate her method, endure the ups and downs of her stomach, and use chopsticks to transfer the leftovers from the plate into the trash can.

After all the leftovers were processed, Liang Yixuan tied the trash bag tightly and took it out of the door.

Just after taking out the trash, I walked back to the door and saw Zhao Mengen coming out of the entrance hall.

"Teacher Liang!"

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Zhao Mengen looked at her earnestly and pointed upstairs: "Sister Xiaonuo is pulling people to fight against landlords upstairs. I see Brother Ji is here too. Why don't you go and play with them? I'll help Teacher Bian wash the dishes!"

"Are you sure?" Liang Yixuan reminded him hesitantly, "He... is not very good at doing housework, and may cause trouble for you."

Liang Yixuan left some idol burden for Bian Xu, but did not say "I am not successful enough, but I am more likely to fail."

Zhao Mengen patted her chest: "I'm sure, Teacher Liang, please hand over the kitchen to me with peace of mind!"

In the kitchen, Bian Xu lowered his head and washed his hands three times before finally cleaning the oil and gas. In order not to scrap his second shirt, he put on an apron with disgust.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, Bian Xu raised his head and was about to ask Liang Yixuan what to do next, but he saw Zhao Mengen who was smiling.

"Teacher Bian, I'll wash the dishes with you!"

Bian Xu's face darkened and he looked behind her.

Zhao Mengen followed his gaze and looked at the stairs: "Oh, Teacher Liang is going upstairs to fight with Brother Ji and the others in the landlord."

Bian Xu was silent for three seconds, untied her lace, took off her apron and threw it to the side.

"Teacher Bian, aren't you going to wash..."

"Um."

Zhao Mengen frowned and looked at him pitifully, "But didn't you just say this is a hobby..."
Chapter completed!