Siheyuan: This is really immoral

Lin Zhuang thought that this was the matter, but he did not agree to her immediately. Instead, he said to her:

"Don't worry about this matter. We'll talk about it when the time comes."

Lin Zhuang certainly had enough money to buy two pieces of clothing, but he couldn't just agree to whatever the Qin sisters asked for. Lin Zhuang was worried that if the two of them lived together, it would have a counterproductive effect.

When Qin Huairu heard Lin Zhuang's words, she thought he was unwilling, so she lowered her head and did not dare to let Lin Zhuang see the disappointment on her face.

"Go change your clothes and wash them. I have something to go out for after lunch."

Qin Huairu calmed down and said to Qin Jingru:

"Jingru, rinse these clothes later. I'm going to prepare lunch."

After Qin Jingru agreed, the two of them took Xiaodang upstairs to change clothes.

After Qin Huairu came down, she explained to Lin Zhuang, "There's no rice at home. Let's have noodles for lunch...with an egg?"

Lin Zhuang was surprised and said to her, "Okay, I'll bring more next time I come."

"No need...don't bring any or bring less. It's good enough to eat refined noodles on a regular basis. For example, before, I couldn't feel full after eating hazelnut noodles every day. I was already very satisfied."

Lin Zhuang shook his head and said, "Before was before, now is now. Okay, egg noodles are fine, but how can you only put one egg in it? Four, one for each person."

Qin Huairu looked embarrassed, her red lips slightly parted, and she wanted to say something else, but Lin Zhuang did not give her a chance and said:

"Just four eggs. If there are no more eggs, I happen to have quite a few in my bicycle bag. I'll go out and get some."

After Lin Zhuangjia went outside and pretended to get eggs, he took out about thirty eggs from the space and took them to the kitchen. Looking at Qin Huairu who was kneading noodles, Lin Zhuang put his arm around her from behind and asked:

“Where are the eggs?”

Qin Huairu's hands did not slow down, and she said to Lin Zhuang quickly: "Hey, don't move, I'm busy. Just put the eggs aside, I'll clean them up later."

Then Lin Zhuang let go of his arms around her and said to her, "Okay, don't boil the white eggs. Fry the eggs in oil before cooking the noodles. It's okay to add more oil. I'll bring some pig fat to you tonight or tomorrow to make the oil."

"How come you always bring these rare things? Even the pork shops don't have these things if you line up early in the morning."

Lin Zhuang asked proudly, "How is it? Your man is awesome, isn't he? You don't have to worry about how the things came from, but don't tell anyone when you go out. It's not because I'm afraid of anything else, but because I'm worried that you three weak women are at home and might be in danger."

"I know all of this. I have prepared all the eggs, rice and flour. I usually put some hazelnut flour in a conspicuous place in the kitchen. Aunt Zhang next door came to visit twice and didn't notice anything."

Lin Zhuang was not worried about Qin Huairu's behavior. She was also smart. He was more worried about Qin Jingru, the tiger girl. He reminded her, "Well, you should remind Jingru more. She can't control her mouth. She just needs to eat greasy food and polish it."

Qin Huairu thought about it and agreed. She had to warn Xiaodang that children should not be restrained in their words. Then she said, "Don't stay in the kitchen. Don't you have something to do in the afternoon? Don't get yourself covered in fumes. Go out and play with Jingru for a while. You'll have to stay awake for more than a quarter of an hour later."

When Lin Zhuang went out, Qin Jingru filled two basins of water and washed clothes under the eaves.

"Jingru, are you still washing clothes?"

"There are quite a few of them. Together with Xiao Dang's, there are a total of five. But they are all clean clothes. They can be rinsed quickly."

Qin Jingru rolled up her sleeves diligently and rubbed the clothes skillfully. Xiaodang put his hand into the basin and imitated Qin Jingru in rubbing the clothes. The water was icy cold, and Xiaodang lost interest after rubbing a few times.

He then started playing with water happily, sometimes slapping the water surface with force, sometimes splashing the water with his two little hands.

Xiaodang was having fun, but Qin Jingru, who was washing clothes, was in great pain. She quickly wiped her wet face from Xiaodang, then looked at her clothes that had become a little transparent from the water, and quickly acted coquettishly with Lin Zhuang:

"Brother Linzhuang, please bring Xiaodang into the house. How can I wash clothes?"

"No, no, I just want to play. I just want to play in the water."

Lin Zhuang did not rush to pick up the refusing Xiaodang, but instead reached his hand into the water and flicked his fingers at Qin Jingru's face.

Suddenly, Qin Jingru's face became even wetter because of Lin Zhuang. She wiped her wet eyes with her sleeve raised at her wrist, and then complained:

"Brother Linzhuang, why are you following Xiaodang to make trouble?"

Then Lin Zhuang wiped his hands behind his clothes, held Xiao Dang in his arms, and looked at him twisting his body and trying to play in the water. He directly picked up the nuclear deterrent and said:

"Little one, your mother is working hard in the kitchen to prepare lunch. If you are still playing when she comes out, you may have to..."

Xiao Dang immediately said: "I don't want to play anymore, I don't want to be scolded by my mother..."

Later, Lin Zhuang and Xiao Dang were listening to the radio on the second floor for less than ten minutes when they heard Qin Huairu shouting from below: "Lin Zhuang, bring Xiao Dang down to eat noodles, or the noodles will get lumpy later."

After Lin Zhuang responded loudly, he took Xiao Dang downstairs. There were already several bowls of fragrant noodles on the table downstairs. When he walked in, he saw that the noodles were very greasy and there was a layer of oil on the surface. Qin Jingru's eyes almost popped out when she saw Lin Zhuang coming down, and she asked:

"Sister, Brother Linzhuang, this won't be the last meal, right?"

Lin Zhuang was amused by her words. Qin Huairu was also confused about her sister's current train of thought. She patted her head and said:

"What are you talking about? Even this delicious noodle can't stop you from talking!"

Gudong~

Qin Jingru smiled and sat on the chair impatiently, staring at the golden egg on top of the noodles, swallowed hard, and asked:

"When are we going to eat?"

Lin Zhuang sat down and found that the three women at the table had become greedy. He said, "Eat now, what are you waiting for? I'll start first..."

Then Qin Jingru quickly picked up the egg in her bowl, took a bite and said with satisfaction:

"It's delicious. This is the most delicious egg I've ever eaten. I wish I could eat it every day. Brother Linzhuang, can we eat the noodles my sister makes next time?"

Lin Zhuang didn't know what he was thinking of, and he felt ashamed immediately.