Chapter 1262: Asking for Money

Yan Huan couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

She put down the cup. In fact, she should have been tougher. Should she have said something like, "Don't eat food that has been rubbed down."

But she was really too hungry.

She raised her head and looked around. There was no one. He was not there either. The light in the kitchen was also dim. Could it be that he found out that he didn't want to eat it after he made it, or that there was rat shit in the bowl, or that there was poison in it.

But in the end, she laughed.

She felt coldly that her imagination was so rich that she could think of the bloody plots in these TV dramas.

That man was not so bored to do these things.

She thought about it and swallowed her saliva again. She wanted to leave but didn't want to leave. She wanted to eat but couldn't eat. The bowl of noodles had been placed in front of her for ten minutes. If she didn't eat it, she would have nothing to eat later, right?

She bit her red lips. Anyway, there was no one here now, and no one saw what she was doing.

The noodles were placed here. If she didn't eat them, they would be thrown away later. She might as well eat them herself.

She put her hand on the bowl, which was hot. It should be just right for her to eat now, neither cold nor hot, and the noodles are just right. If she eats it later, the noodles may be mushy.

She picked up the chopsticks, picked up a noodle and started eating.

She had never thought how good it would taste, and what delicious food a man could make, but unexpectedly, the noodles were unexpectedly delicious, sour and spicy, and the noodles were rolled very well, not soft or hard, not salty or bland. When she ate them, the noodles were very smooth and chewy, and delicious.

She stirred the noodles with chopsticks again, but found that there was a poached egg under the noodles. When she looked at the poached egg, she couldn't help but feel her nose sour and her eyes were a little painful.

It was like the noodles made by her mother.

Well, it's like the noodles made by her mother. In the past, when her mother made noodles, she would always put a poached egg in the noodles. Every time she ate, she would carefully turn it over to see if there was a poached egg. This poached egg was a surprise from her mother, and it was also a surprise for her whole life.

But for a long time, she hadn't had such a surprise, because her mother was gone, and there was no one to make noodles anymore. Put a poached egg for her, and it would be pressed at the bottom of the bowl. Take a bite, and the fragrance would linger on your lips and teeth, and the egg yolk would also fall into the soup. At this time, when you take a sip of the soup, it would also taste like egg yolk.

She took a bite of the poached egg, and it was exactly the same as what her mother made, and it had been many years. She had eaten countless delicacies from the mountains and the sea, and had eaten noodles made by countless people, but only this bowl looked very much like what her mother made, and only this bowl made her feel the most delicious.

She ate the noodles one bite at a time, eating the noodles and vegetables inside very cleanly, and finally added the soup without leaving a drop.

Just like what she had eaten before, this noodle has the taste of egg, even in the soup.

Putting down the bowl, she still felt a little unsatisfied and wanted to eat more, even though her stomach was already full, drinking water was enough to make her full, not to mention eating such a big bowl of noodles.

But she still wanted to eat, she just wanted to know if she could have another bowl tomorrow, it seemed that the man would make a bowl of noodles for her as long as he came back from overtime.

She could buy it with money, but as soon as this idea came out, she was beaten to nothing, Lu Yi was not short of money, he was a typical rich second generation, but he was not the other rich second generation.

He had his own abilities and his own job.

No matter how much he could earn, at least he didn't have to use the money at home.

Of course, it was even more impossible to use her money as a woman. To put it more bluntly, this house belonged to someone else, and their family lived here, just a parasite in this house.

They didn't despise her and let her stay, which was enough to give her face. Even if they drove her family out, it was justified. There was no reason for the second family to be supported by the eldest family.

Eat other people's food, drink other people's food, and even ridicule other people.

She picked up the bowl, walked into the kitchen, washed the bowl, and put it away.

After eating, she felt that her mood was much better. Even this night, she didn't seem to have any dreams. Although the assistant occupied most of the bed, and her snoring was really scary, she still slept well and slept very sweetly.

Bang, bang, bang.

The door was slammed hard, Yan Huan opened her eyes and woke up from her sleep. She looked at the time. It was about seven in the morning. She fell asleep at about two o'clock yesterday. Now she has only slept for less than five hours. She was called up like this.

"Bang bang..."

The door was slammed again, and no one else except Qin Xiaoyue was slamming it like this

She reluctantly got up and opened the door, then crawled back and continued to sleep.

How can you be someone else's daughter-in-law like this? Qin Xiaoyue walked in with a swagger, entering someone else's room as if it were her own room, without knowing how to avoid suspicion. Anyway, in her mind, this is her son's room, her son lives there, so why can't she, as a mother, enter?

"Sleeping like a dead pig?" Qin Xiaoyue looked at Yan Huan, who was still curled up in the quilt, with disdain. "You are born by your mother, but not taught by her. You don't even know how to write the word filial piety?"

Qin Xiaoyue was merciless and her words were very unpleasant.

Yan Huan lifted the quilt, opened the closet, took out her clothes from it, and went to the bathroom to change. In the past two years, the voice she heard the most was Qin Xiaoyue's.

She scolded Lu Jin, Lu Yi, Lu Yi's mother, and her. Of course, she scolded her the most, as if Lu Qin had married Yan Huan and suffered a great injustice, but everyone knew that she had not married Lu Qin yet, and Lu Qin had not married her.

Now that she has not married yet, she treats her like this. Her eyes are not eyes, her nose is not a nose. After marrying, she dare not think about what kind of life she will live in the future.

When she came out, Qin Xiaoyue still did not leave. She stood aside with her arms folded, as if she was waiting for something, and Yan Huan certainly knew what she was waiting for.

She is waiting for money.

She is waiting to ask for money.

She is waiting to ask for money from her.

Yan Huan herself is also very clear that if she does not give it, Qin Xiaoyue will not leave, and she will not have peace for the whole day. However, according to Qin Xiaoyue's way of asking for money and spending money, even if she has a mountain of gold and silver, it will not be enough for her to spend, and she still has to find something to do to make up for the gap she has spent.