Chapter 567 [Extra·Zhu Sheng] (3) The beginning of cohabitation
The cooking aunt was not completely fired.
Considering that someone has to clean the room normally, and Li Luo is a boy, it is not convenient to enter and exit Yan Zhusheng's bedroom and bathroom.
So after Yan Zhusheng confirmed that Li Luo was willing to serve as a full-time chef, he discussed a new contract with the cooking aunt who had expired.
Simply put, let Li Luo cook, and the rest will be as usual.
Li Luo's monthly salary rose directly to 15,000.
The cooking aunt did not lose her job because of this.
Yan Zhusheng can eat the food made by Li Luo every day, which is very happy. "Why are the dishes in the last two days..." At noon, Yan Zhusheng put down his cell phone that had just finished taking the photo, looked at the black bean, pig's trotter soup, longan, lotus seed soup, and the bowl of red date porridge in front of him, and couldn't help asking, "It seems a bit light?" "Uh... isn't it delicious?" Li Luo suddenly felt nervous when he heard this, and he thought the boss was not satisfied.
"It's okay." Yan Zhusheng nodded lightly, "It's just that I haven't seen you cook these dishes before, and it's rare to drink porridge at noon."
"Actually, it's because... well..." Li Luo was a little embarrassed. After thinking about it, he said, "These few days are your menstrual periods, right?"
Yan Zhusheng was silent for a moment and glanced at Li Luo: "...how do you know?"
"Last month, you asked me to help get a sanitary napkin."
"Oh." Yan Zhusheng nodded, indicating that he understood, and then stopped talking and had lunch silently.
In fact, Li Luo saw that Yan Zhusheng often frowned when she arrived during her menstruation, and guessed that she probably had some dysmenorrhea, so she did some blood-tonifying and nourishing diets.
In the past, when Xu Youyu had dysmenorrhea, he loved eating the dishes he made.
Yan Zhusheng is actually quite useful. In the past two days, she felt that dysmenorrhea is not as frequent as before, especially after drinking porridge and soup and tasting lotus seed soup, her body feels much more comfortable.
However, she has never been good at expressing emotions, and she still has that calm expression on her face, making people unable to see what she was thinking.
【Zhu Sheng】: (photo)
【Bamboo Sheng】: Today is lunch.
【Xixi】: Why have I been so light these two days?
【Zhu Sheng】: He knew I had menstruation, so he did it specifically.
【Xixi】:?
【Xixi】: Why did he know your period? Do you even talk about such things?
[Zhu Sheng]: Last month, my aunt came to the bathroom. The sanitary napkins in the bathroom were used up. The new one was in the living room, so I asked him to help me take it.
【Xixi】: Then he remembered it? When did this guy get so careful?
【Zhu Sheng】: You are jealous.
【Xixi】: I don’t.
【Xixi】: It’s just that he wants to work hard to maintain this job, so he deliberately pleases you.
[Xixi]: Employees’ care for their boss is not for other reasons.
【Zhu Sheng】: But you are jealous.
【Xixi】: Did I say it.
【Zhu Sheng】: Then you just say nothing directly, why bother explaining so much for him?
【Xixi】: You seem to be a little too much.
[Zhu Sheng]: I just think you don’t need to waste so much energy on him.
【Xixi】: You don’t understand.
【Zhu Sheng】: It’s just because you liked him when you were a child, but he doesn’t like you now.
【Zhu Sheng】: Even, he might even like me at any time.
【Zhu Sheng】: Is there anything worth doing for such an ordinary boy?
[Xixi]: Do you want to quarrel with me?
[Xixi]: Why don’t you contact me for orders in the future?
【Zhu Sheng】: I was wrong.
【Xixi】: Huh?
【Zhu Sheng】: Sister, I was wrong.
[Xixi]: Don’t forget the photos of supper.
Chat ends.
Yan Zhusheng looked at Li Luo with a cold expression, then looked down at the chat record.
Although Li Luo is still serious in his work.
Although his cooking tastes very good.
Although he does adhere to his duties when he gets along.
But just from the look he occasionally couldn't help but peek at his legs, it could be seen that this was just an ordinary man.
Yan Zhusheng really couldn't figure out what his cheap sister liked him?
She felt it was necessary to prove to someone that it was different when she was a child and when she grew up.
…
In the days ahead, Li Luo lived a fulfilling life.
Every morning, after breakfast, he walked directly to Jinlin Wangjiang Mansion and went to Yan Zhusheng to work.
Record in the morning, cook at noon, edit in the afternoon, touch fish in your spare time, take some scripts, earn some extra money, and cook for dinner to satisfy your boss's stomach, you can finish work and get off work.
Then he went home, and on the way he filled in the supplies needed to set up a stall at night. When he got home, he rode an electric tricycle and came to the fork intersection with a relatively large flow of people, setting up a stall to sell fried noodles.
If I received a notice from the urban management, someone from here came to check the city's appearance today, and it is not allowed to set up a stall tonight. Only then did Li Luo have time to go to the hospital to see Lin Xiuhong's recent situation.
"I feel that I am much better, and I don't need surgery..."
"Okay, mom, don't say this." Li Luo sat next to him and waved his hand and said, "If I have a good business every month, it's already very good to have a small income of 30,000 yuan, and it's not too bad for the surgery."
He can now get a salary of 15,000 yuan from Yan Zhusheng every month, and can also take advantage of the manuscripts and earn some extra money. In addition, the money earned by speculating on noodles, 30,000 yuan a month is really not a daydream.
It's just a little tired.
But my mother was lying on the hospital bed and it was worth it to do it by herself.
"But I heard that I have to have hundreds of thousands of dollars in surgery alone, and there are various continuous drugs in the future..."
"We have enough money, don't worry."
"You are indeed not much 30,000 a month, but also..."
"It's really enough, we have already..."
"Cough cough!" Li Guohong, who was standing next to him, suddenly coughed twice, interrupting the conversation between the mother and son, and then said, "The government has taken over on Wei Dongrong's side. Although our money cannot be brought back, it still looks like a small million, enough to treat you."
"Really?" Lin Xiuhong's eyes lit up, "Have the money been brought back?"
"Well, it will be settled soon." Li Guohong nodded vigorously, his expression tense, and he tried hard to squeeze out a smile from the corner of his mouth.
When Li Luo heard this, she fell into silence. Seeing Lin Xiuhong smiling on the bed, he did not expose Li Guohong's lies.
If Lin Xiuhong knew that they had sold the house they had lived in for more than 30 years, Lin Xiuhong would probably not have accepted the money to treat her.
But even so, after being happy for a while, Lin Xiuhong still considered it and said, "Why keep this money...why?"
"You two have borrowed a lot of money from someone during this period. I'll give it back to them first."
"Save the rest and use it for Li Luo to get married in the future. OK?"
Li Luo rejected Lin Xiuhong's idea on the spot, asking her to wait for the operation obediently, and don't think about these things being missing.
After coming out of the ward, Li Luo walked out of the hospital gate, blew the cold wind on the street, and his heart trembled. He lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes, rubbed his stiff face hard, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it. "Don't tell your mother about selling a house." Li Guohong stood beside Li Luo, subconsciously putting his figure in his pocket.
I only found a lighter, but there was no cigarette.
Then he realized that in order to save money, he had not smoked a cigarette for more than half a year.
"I know." Li Luo glanced at Li Guohong's hand movements, so he looked at the convenience store across the street and asked, "Pick one?" Li Guohong glanced at his son, then shook his head, "Forget it, if there is the first one of this kind, there is the second and third one."
"No need to save even money for cigarettes."
"It's not just about saving money." Li Guohong exhaled and looked at the night sky, "I still have to take care of my body."
"When you see my mother get sick, do you know you're worried about yourself?" Li Luo said with a chuckle. "Ha." Li Guohong curled his lips, "I used to think that smoking is harmful to health, so I'm not old anymore, so your mother will take care of me." "Now she is like this, even if the surgery is successful in the future, her body will not be as good as before." "Then I must not raise my body well? Otherwise, who will care about her in the future?"
"Now I will take care of her?"
The father and son were chatting on the street at the entrance of the hospital.
No smoking, no alcohol.
Soon, Li Guohong was about to return to the ward.
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Before leaving, he explained to Li Luo, "The house sales contract has been signed. Just wait for the time to transfer the property next week. You can find a house to rent it."
Li Luo nodded slightly, watched Li Guohong's back disappear at the end of the hospital, and turned around and walked towards the house.
When he returned to Jincheng Community, he walked up to the fourth floor and came to his doorstep.
Li Luo turned around and looked at the opposite door.
No one has been back in there for a long time.
Now, Li Luo turned around and faced the door of her house and sighed quietly. No one would come back in the future.
At this point, the fate of childhood must be completely cut off.
…
The next day, Yan Zhusheng got up early and ran in the morning, went home for a simple breakfast, and then opened his voice on the balcony.
When Li Luo came to work, the two of them entered the work state.
But when it was lunch, Li Luo looked at Yan Zhusheng and took a photo as usual, and then started eating, so he also observed Yan Zhusheng while eating.
After she had almost finished her meal, she asked carefully: "Well, old... um... can I ask for a request?"
"Huh?" Yan Zhusheng raised his head, frowned slightly, and looked at Li Luo, "What's the matter?"
"I have something to go out in the afternoon. Can I ask if I can take a half-day leave?" Li Luo asked, "Of course, I won't delay work."
"You can take leave anytime, I said it during this recruitment." Yan Zhusheng said, "But what are you going to do?"
"Well... go rent a house."
"
"Rent a house?" Yan Zhusheng was a little confused. "Don't you live at home? It's inconvenient to go to work?"
"This..." Li Luo was a little difficult to speak, but after thinking about it, he felt nothing was wrong, so he honestly explained, "The family is short of money, our family sold the house, so I can only come out to rent the house."
"Oh." Yan Zhusheng nodded and expressed his understanding, "Then you go."
"Do you have any recommended houses?" Li Luo asked curiously, "Is it closer to you?"
"We Wangjiang Mansion is good."
"It's too expensive..." Li Luo smacked her lips.
He has seen the rental prices of Jinlin Wangjiang Mansion. Even a single room with less than 10 square meters of rented with others will start at 1,500.
If you bring a single guard, you will be 2,000 more.
It’s not that he can’t afford the rent, but he just saves as much as possible. Anyway, he doesn’t have too high requirements for quality of life or something.
Criticality is the most important thing.
He couldn't ask about the properties suitable for renting a house from Yan Zhusheng. Li Luo prepared to go out in the afternoon and ask an agent to ask and go check the house.
But near Jinlin Wangjiang Prefecture, it is a newly developed commercial area in Yinjiang District. The area is close to the city and borders the northern subway transfer center of South Station.
The rental price is really not low.
Especially, he had to find a place where he could install his electric tricycle, which was even more troublesome.
So in the afternoon, I followed the agent to travel to several communities, but in the end I was not very satisfied.
In the evening, Li Luo bought vegetables and returned to Jinlin Wangjiang Mansion to prepare dinner for Yan Zhusheng, and said to her, "I may have to ask for a leave tomorrow afternoon." "Didn't you find a rented house?" Yan Zhusheng asked. "Well... it's not very suitable." After Li Luo finished speaking, he started cooking dinner.
Yan Zhusheng sat bored by the dining table, holding her chin to look at the busy back in the kitchen.
I had nothing to do, so I took a photo of Li Luo and sent it to someone.
No reply.
When Li Luo made dinner, Yan Zhusheng took another photo and sent it over, he finally received a reply.
【Xixi】: Today's food looks delicious.
【Zhu Sheng】: Which one do you want to eat? I'll try it for you.
[Xixi]: Do you need me to say thank you?
【Zhu Sheng】: You're welcome.
【Xixi】: Don’t send me his photos in the future.
【Zhu Sheng】: What? Don't like watching it?
【Xixi】: Don’t like it.
[Zhu Sheng]: Then next time I meet, let me look through your mobile phone album.
【Xixi】: This is personal privacy.
【Zhu Sheng】: I can show you mine too.
【Xixi】: Is there anything to see in your album?
【Zhu Sheng】: I can take a few more frontal photos of Li Luo.
[Xixi]: I don’t want to see it.
【Zhu Sheng】: You said, if he fell in love with me, would you still help him like now?
【Xixi】: I helped him not only because I liked him when I was a child, but also because of other reasons.
【Zhu Sheng】: So why don’t you dare to meet him? I was afraid that my childhood fantasy was shattered, and finally I found that I actually didn’t like him now?
【Xixi】: Can you stop meddling in other people's business and eat your meal.
...
After supper.
Li Luo soaked the plate in water and handed it to tomorrow's cooking aunt. Oh no, it should be called the cleaning aunt now.
Then he picked up the kitchen waste and prepared to leave after get off work.
At this moment, Yan Zhusheng suddenly stopped him.
"Wait a minute."
"What's wrong?" Li Luo turned around in confusion. "Come with me." Yan Zhusheng said calmly, then turned around and walked deep into the first floor.
Li Luo put the kitchen waste at the door, followed Yan Zhusheng, and walked all the way to the guest bedroom door on the first floor.
At this time, Yan Zhusheng stopped, pushed open the door of the guest bedroom, then turned to look at him, and said, "You will live here from now on."
"...ah?"
(The end of this chapter)