Chapter 1,174 Life 7

Wu Boyang washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen. When he looked at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock.

The veins on your forehead are twitching, but you still need to buy vegetables for lunch?

He threw the rag on the table, lit a cigarette, and started smoking sadly.

After finishing a cigarette, he went out to buy groceries.

When I arrived at the vegetable market, I didn’t know what vegetables to buy.

I called Meng Li and planned to ask what food to eat.

Meng Lizheng was working in disgrace. When he took the call, he also did not deliberately embarrass him and said:

"Just the groceries I usually buy. By the way, they will be finished in about two hours. I will be home in 15 minutes after finishing the work."

Wu Boyang: "..."

Feeling that he didn't have enough time, he hurriedly bought the groceries without even asking the price, and returned home carrying the heavy groceries.

Then he washed the vegetables and cooked. Wu Boyang felt that not much time had passed, but it turned out that the dishes were only halfway done when Meng Li came back with the people.

Everyone sat in a row together, waiting for the meal to begin.

Meng Li walked into the kitchen as casually as Wu Boyang usually did, and asked naturally:

"The food is not ready yet. Everyone is hungry after work."

Wu Boyang felt that these words were strangely familiar, but he had no time to think about it. He was so busy that there was food in both pots, and said to Meng Li:

"Help me turn over the pot next to me."

Meng Li seemed to be smiling but not smiling:

"too busy?"

Wu Boyang nodded without thinking, and then regretted it a little. Wasn't this a joke?

Meng Li had a calm expression and picked up the spatula to help Wu Boyang turn over the dishes. Wu Boyang felt a little grateful, especially in such a busy situation, it was really good that someone was willing to lend a helping hand.

Although it's not a big deal.

Finally, when everyone was extremely hungry,

Wu Boyang's food finally arrived.

Wu Boyang's cooking skills have declined since he hasn't cooked for a long time, but the taste is not bad either.

Much better than the morning noodles.

After everyone had eaten and drank enough, Meng Li moved his body and stretched his muscles. Wu Boyang asked Meng Li:

"Is that okay? How about I go in the afternoon and you can just cook at home."

Meng Li turned his arms and looked sideways at Wu Boyang. He was obviously not as tall as Wu Boyang, but he gave Wu Boyang a condescending feeling.

She said:

"You gave up?"

Wu Boyang retorted:

"Am I not being considerate of you? I see you are tired."

Meng Li shook his head, and when he moved his hands, he put his hand on Wu Boyang's shoulder and said sincerely:

"I'm not tired, I hope you don't cry tired either."

Wu Boyang: "..."

Who would cry tired?

He's not the kind of person who just complains all day long.

After dinner, Meng Li took people out again.

Wu Boyang put the bowls away and saw that the time was almost three o'clock. He couldn't help but wonder if the time had been stolen?

How could it go by so fast?

Remembering that before his wife left, he told him that the living room still needed to be cleaned and the clothes needed to be put away and washed. He glanced at the living room, because there were many people coming to eat, and they had not changed their shoes, and there were still some cigarette ashes smoked by a few young men in the living room. I accidentally dropped it on the ground.

Some of the food was accidentally dropped on the floor.

Resigned to his fate, he found a mop and mopped the floor. While mopping the floor, he was thinking, why not mop the floor instead and mop the floor together after dinner?

But this thought was only fleeting and he didn't dare.

He knew that as long as he did this, his wife would scold him when she came back.

While he was mopping the floor, his cell phone rang. Xia Rong sent him a message and asked him if he could help pick up the children from the primary school in the town after four o'clock.

He said that he was delivering something to his boss's client and he couldn't go.

Just ask him to pick up the child and drop him off at the canteen next to the school.

Wu Boyang thought about it over and over again and decided that he had no time.

He hadn't bought the food for dinner yet. He originally said that he would buy it together in the morning, but just thinking about the food for lunch was so overwhelming that he couldn't figure out what to eat at night.

Before Xia Rong returned, Xia Rong made a pitiful expression.

I asked Wu Boyang if he was working somewhere far away. If it was inconvenient, just forget it.

Said that only the poor child stayed in the class for a while.

Wu Boyang felt unbearable. When a child sees other children leaving in class, he will panic if he is the only one.

All I can say is that I am free.

He went to pick up Xia Rong's son. The teacher felt that Wu Boyang looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it. She lived and worked in the city and didn't know the people in the town very well.

Wu Boyang held Xia Rong's son's small, soft hand, and when he saw the child's clean and tidy clothes, a trace of happiness flashed through his heart.

Xia Rong has a hard life, but she can still live her life as brightly and brightly as possible.

The child called Uncle Wu Boyang politely and properly. It was clear and bright, which made Wu Boyang a little moved. He asked the child what he liked to eat, and he bought it. The child shook his head firmly and said:

"My mother doesn't allow me to accept gifts from others at will. If it's a stranger, my mother tells me to ignore it, but I know my uncle!"

The voice was loud and childish.

Wu Boyang laughed a little, and he said to the child:

"I'm not someone else or a stranger. Your mother asked me to pick you up because she and I are friends, you know?"

The child nodded in understanding.

Wu Boyang added:

"So it's okay to have something to eat."

The child was just a child after all, and he was a little hesitant. Wu Boyang bought him food, and the child hesitated before eating.

This delay was another half hour.

It was almost five o'clock when Wu Boyang came back to wash the clothes and tidy up briefly.

Then he went to buy groceries. It couldn't be the same as at noon. There were no leftovers to make up for the meal. By the time he finished shopping, it was almost six o'clock.

Meng Li came back with people at around seven o'clock. As she expected, Wu Boyang still hadn't prepared the meal.

Everyone can only wait...

Wu Boyang asked Meng Li:

"Can you pick a vegetable for me?"

Meng Li: "I'm tired."

Wu Boyang had nothing to say.

It was already evening anyway, and there was nothing to do. There was plenty of time to wait for Wu Boyang to take his time.

Meng Li was still finishing his blows at the side:

"Has the store been cleaned?"

Wu Boyang: "???"

Seeing the confusion on Wu Boyang's face, Meng Li said with an indescribable expression:

"You don't think the store is always so clean and tidy, do you?"

Wu Boyang: "..."

Is it all the wife who is cleaning?

He sometimes stays in the store when he's not out. Why didn't he notice?

Isn’t the store always like that anyway?

Meng Li didn't want to say anything anymore. One person can selectively ignore what another person is doing.

For example, although the client sometimes nagged her to help clean the store, Wu Boyang probably only heard the client nagging and did not see her working.

Really intoxicating.

“I also clean and organize the store every day.”

Meng Li said solemnly.

Wu Boyang's expression was a little doubtful, but he also said:

"Okay, but I'm not free today. I'll go tomorrow."

Meng Li said briskly:

"OK."