Chapter 42 You come and I go(1/2)
Lin Miao jumped down quickly, took off her shoes, and took advantage of Han Chunni's failure to react and ran to the kitchen to pour water and brush her shoes.
How could Han Chunni not know that it was Yu Fang who deliberately rescued the situation?
Thinking of the baby in her belly, I could only bear it, throw the feather duster, hold the door frame, and go outside.
Not long after, I heard her roar.
"Lin Miao, I asked you to pull the weeds, why did you pull the onion?"
Yu Fang quickly came out of the house.
After passing the kitchen, she lifted up the curtain with the magpies embroidered on it and leaned into it.
"Are you doing something wrong again?"
Lin Miao blinked his eyes and looked innocent.
"I looked the same as what she pulled it off, so I pulled it off."
Yu Fang suddenly pursed her lips and couldn't help but curl upwards.
"Just do it," she raised her finger to point Lin Miao.
The curtain fell.
From Lin Miao's perspective, you can see Yu Fang going to the door.
Soon, Yu Fang's soft voice sounded outside.
Lin Miao raised her eyebrows, grabbed the brush, rubbed the soap twice, and brushed her shoes happily.
That night, Lin Jian came back.
Several people sat at a table in groups.
After being beaten again, Lin Miao sat to the farthest place from Han Chunni.
Yu Fang and Lin Jian are in the next chapter.
That is, between the two.
Opposite to Han Chunni.
Looking at this face, Han Chunni was so angry that she was so angry.
Lin Dong picked up the chopsticks and picked up a bite of the dish.
Lin Jian quickly picked up a piece of minced meat tofu.
"Come on, eat some of this, it's nutritious."
Yu Fang immediately smelled a smell of oil. She frowned and became entangled in her facial features.
Lin Jian blinked his eyes, turned the chopsticks in time, and put them in Lin Miao bowl.
Lin Miao smiled with a bent eyes, "Thank you uncle."
Lin Jian laughed and saw Yu Fang aiming at the cold dish.
He picked up a chopstick, and before he could put it in front of Yu Fang, Han Chunni glared.
"That's cold, she can't eat it."
Lin Jian shrank his neck and put the vegetables in Lin Miao bowl again.
Lin Miao smiled happily and thanked again.
Lin Jian picked up a piece of eggplant, and saw that Yu Fang had no reaction, so he put it in her bowl with confidence.
Lin Miao lowered her head and pulled the rice.
While Lin Jian took care of Yu Fang, he also picked up vegetables for Lin Miao.
So, after a meal, Lin Miao didn't stretch a chopstick to the dish.
He did not give Han Chunni any chance of attack either.
After dinner, Yu Fang stood up and cleaned up the table.
"Sit down," Han Chunni stood up, "Lin Miao, pick up the table."
Lin Miao silently, stacked the bowls and chopsticks of several people and took them to the kitchen.
Just as he was about to get the leftovers, Han Chunni came in with her feet.
"It's clean," Han Chunni looked squintingly, "This is not your home, just rinse it."
She pointed to the glass bottle that was placed on the edge of the sink and placed with soap.
"Use that, wash it twice, rinse it a few more times, and rinse it clean."
Lin Miao nodded and turned back to the sink.
Han Chunni stood behind her, watching her holding the loofah with alkaline water, rubbing the bowl up and down, inside and out, making sure she had washed it twice, and then came to see it again.
Seeing that the water droplets could not even hang up, I left unwillingly.
Yu Fang came over with a dish plate. Seeing that the bowl was so clean that the flies slipped down, she immediately whispered.
Lin Miao smiled at her, waited for her to transfer the leftovers to a place and put the plate in the sink.
Yu Fang stood beside her, seeing that she was very skillful in cleaning her skills.
"So capable," she smiled, "I didn't see it before."
Lin Miao lowered her head, and her smile was a little bitter.
Before she left her mother's protection, she didn't know that she had such great potential.
After packing up the dishes, Yu Fang grabbed Lin Miao.
"Your uncle went to school to sleep in the past two days, so you can sleep with me."
Yu Fang squeezed her eyes and smiled.
Lin Miao understood that the reason why she did this was to resolve her dilemma.
"Okay," Lin Miao's voice softly, and he followed Yu Fang to the room.
After closing the door, Yu Fang found a few clothes.
The texture is very good, but it looks a bit mature.
"You should be able to do these sizes, but I can't do anything about shoes."
"It's okay," Lin Miao smiled.
"I'll put it outside. As long as it doesn't rain, it'll be almost done at noon tomorrow."
"That's all," Yu Fang shook her head helplessly.
"How big are you wearing?"
"I'll go to the market to buy you doubles after get off work tomorrow."
"No need, that pair will do it tomorrow." There was enough trouble, and Lin Miao didn't want to cause trouble for her anymore.
"You have to buy doubles and wear them in a different way," Yu Fang insisted.
"Okay, go read a book, I'll pack out the things and get the bedding done."
After saying that, she turned to the wardrobe to clean up.
Lin Miao untied the rope tied with the books and took the relatively easy-to-get-in-one Chinese language.
After revisiting it a few times, she gradually found the feeling.
Just as I was about to continue, Yu Fang yawned.
Lin Miao raised his head and saw that the wall clock was already ten o'clock.
She hurriedly packed the books and went outside to wash.
When he came back, Yu Fang had already spread her quilt.
No words all night.
The next morning, just as dawn, Han Chunni got up and planted onion seeds.
Yu Fang woke up in the morning and saw that there was no food in the kitchen, so she greeted Lin Dong and went out with her bag.
Lin Miao cleaned up the bed and came out to wash his face and brush his teeth.
Halfway through the washing, Han Chunni heard her call.
Lin Miao took a light breath and finished what he wanted to do before pushing out the door.
"My grandma, what's the matter?"
Lin Miao showed a well-behaved smile.
However, Han Chunni worked hard all morning before planting onion seedlings where the forest seedlings were removed.
Now she smiled like a flower, and in Han Chunni's eyes, she was not as good as a dog-tail grass.
To be continued...