Chapter 1295: A Bad Temper

When he finished collecting everything, he found that the light in the kitchen was still on, and she had never come out.

She has never been a woman without a temper. In fact, her temper is really quite big, which is a bit overwhelming. However, usually, she tolerates her temper and just Just like Qin Xiaoyue, it doesn't matter if Qin Xiaoyue goes too far. She has endured it for two years, and it's only now that she doesn't want to endure it anymore.

She even threw the bowl, which showed how angry she was and how much she wanted to kill someone.

Maybe the person I want to kill the most is none other than him.

When he walked to the kitchen, he saw Yan Huan leaning to the side. She was just staring blankly at a pot with rice steaming in it. Was she going to stir-fry a new portion for herself?

On one side, there were green beans, corn, and a few peeled shrimps that had been put in water.

This temperament is really stubborn.

This means not only where you want to fall down, but also where you want to get up from.

Yan Huan sniffed her nose and wiped her tears with the back of her hand. She didn't care about noodles. She wanted to eat her own fried rice. She would never give Lu Yi a grain of rice in the future. If she wanted to eat, go ahead. Eat his noodles, she doesn't care about his noodles, and he doesn't care about the fried rice she made. If you want to eat it later, make it yourself.

It doesn't matter if there's no rice anymore. She steams it herself. It only takes about twenty minutes, but she's not afraid.

When she brought out another piece of fried rice, the man was still sitting outside with his notebook on his lap. He didn't say anything, just looked at it in concentration, and at this time, he didn't put his fingers. on the keyboard.

Yan Huan brought her new fried rice back to the room to eat. The bowls and debris at the door were all cleaned up. She opened the door and walked in. Then she put the plate down and put it on the table. He ate it one bite at a time with a spoon, but it made him cry again.

Good-for-nothing, why are you crying? There is nothing to cry about. Yes, there is nothing to cry about. It's just that others regard her good intentions as a donkey's liver and lungs, and just ignore her in the future.

Outside, Lu Yi sighed again. He put down his notebook and stood up. His stomach also growled, and he was hungry.

I haven’t eaten almost all day, and I’ve been so busy now, but it seems like I’ve accomplished nothing.

This day seemed to be a very bad day for him.

And he stood in the kitchen, but he didn't know what to do. The kitchen was very clean, almost as if no one had touched anything. He opened the refrigerator, and there was some rice left in the refrigerator. He took the rice out of it, but the bowl was still a little persistent, and the rice was steamed by her just now.

He put the rice on the table, took out an egg and fried it for himself.

He can't make egg fried rice, and of course it doesn't taste very good.

He took out the bowl, put it aside, and started to get busy. Sometimes he would take a bite of the egg fried rice he had fried. There was too much oil, so it was a bit greasy. Only the eggs had an eggy aroma, and the other flavors were not there. No.

There was no corn, no green beans, and no ham, and it tasted greasy and unpleasant.

The same rice, the same pot, the same ingredients, but different people fry it, and it will taste different.

He had been running around with Fang Zhu all day, so he didn't finish any work. It wasn't until Ye Shuyun got up early in the morning that he found Lu Yi still busy there.

"Lu Yi, why aren't you sleeping?"

Ye Shuyun came over quickly, and when she saw the layer of dust accumulated under her son's eyes, she knew that he was working overtime again.

"I'm a little busy, Mom, don't worry, I'm fine."

Lu Yi comforted Ye Shuyun, "I'll be fine after I've been busy these days."

"Look at you, what kind of prosecutor do you want to be?" Ye Shuyun now regrets that she supported her son to become a prosecutor. The job of a prosecutor is really not something that ordinary people can do, not only in terms of the nature of the work, but also Working overtime every day and being busy all day long made her feel distressed. She was afraid that her son would grow old before his time.

"Mom, this is my job," Lu Yi put down his notebook. He has been used to it for many years. He is just a little busy, but the work process is very smooth and does not require too much effort. It was hard work, so he only put in his own time. His brain wasn't used much, so he didn't feel too much.

"By the way, go and tidy it up first." Ye Shuyun touched her son's hair and said, "What a mess it is. Your grandpa is coming over soon. If he sees you slovenly, he might curse you again."

"Grandpa is coming over?" Lu Yizhen didn't know that Mr. Lu was coming over.

"Yes, your grandpa is coming over. If he sees you like this, be careful he will really scold you."

Ye Shuyun quickly packed other things and rushed her son into the room.

Lu Yi picked up his notebook and couldn't help but glance in a certain direction. That stubborn woman should still be asleep now. If no one called her, she might have slept until noon, so she What I missed was breakfast and lunch. However, even if I didn’t miss it today, it would be best not to go out.

The old man's prejudice against her is really too big.

The old man came around ten o'clock. He looked around first, but didn't see the annoying woman. He was in a good mood. When Lu Yi came out, he was in good spirits and spirits. However, apart from the bloodshot eyes, it was hard to tell that he hadn't slept all night.

The old man didn't say anything when he saw Lu Yi like this. At noon, Fang Zhu also came. The old man seemed to treat Fang Zhu well. At least he was friendly and didn't have a long face.

Although Fang Zhu looked average and didn't have a good figure, she was liked by old men like Mr. Lu in terms of personality and career. Maybe there was no comparison, so there was no harm.

Although he was not very satisfied with Fang Zhu, he was afraid that the child she and Lu Yi would have in the future would be ugly. But if it was a woman like Yan Huan, then he would rather find an ugly one.

Anyway, Lu Qin was not his grandson in the first place. As for his grandson, he only had eyes for Lu Yi. Of course, Lu Yi was good enough, otherwise he would not have spent so much time on Lu Yi.

Ye Shuyun walked into the kitchen and saw that the old man outside did not notice this place. That was why she asked the cook to divide out some of the prepared meals, pour some of each, and then walked out.