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Since Guo had to stay in the kitchen for two months, He Chen had no choice but to let Si Buhui stay and arrange for him to live in the room where his grandfather lived.

Fortunately, after He Shanzhen's death, his room was always empty, and almost all the items were placed as they were. He Chen went to clean it from time to time, and now he can continue to live in after tidying up casually.

He Chen led the man into the room, pointed to the stool and said to him, "Clean up the table yourself, sit here and wait for me, and I'll get you the quilt." Waiting for him to step in again with the spare quilt in his room Behind the door of the room, what I saw was Si Buhui sitting on the stool upright, waiting for him.

That posture is a bit like a primary school student in an open class.

He Chen casually glanced at the still messy desktop, pretending that he hadn't had time to do it yet, and didn't care, and called him over to help, "Hey, Si Buhui, come and take the quilt, I'll spread the quilt for you first .”

The elementary school student stood up from the bench, stepped in front of He Chen to take the quilt in two steps with long legs, and said seriously, "Thank you, ma'am."

It took He Chen a lot of effort to suppress his urge to put the quilt on the other person's head, he took a deep breath and turned around, looked at the handsome little guy holding the quilt and said with a smile, "Say it again, I Not your wife."

"But the pot" "Stop..." Before Si Buhui could say anything, He Chen interrupted him loudly, and made a pause gesture, "Stop talking, I know I'm the one selected for the pot."

He Chen stretched the mattress flat and patted it, and took a step back, giving way to Si Buhui, "The mattress is laid out for you, you can put the quilt on it yourself."

"Okay." Si Buhui nodded, bent down and put the quilt in his hand on the mattress.

He Chen stood quietly for a while, seeing that Si Buhui didn't move, he couldn't help reminding him, "Don't you fold the quilt?"

"Folding the quilt," Si Buhui's eyes were obviously blank, "I don't know how."

My God, where is this giant baby who has traveled through? He Chen stared at Si Buhui with wide eyes in disbelief, "No way, when you are at home, who folds the quilt?"

Si Buhui replied sincerely, "Aunt Mei."

This title sounds like the nanny of a rich family.He Chen took another deep breath, and the pot of feelings matched him with a rich n generation.Looking at Si Buhui's blank eyes, He Chen was defeated again, resignedly grabbed the two corners of the quilt on the bed, turned sideways and said to Si Buhui, "Then look after me, I'll teach you how to Make the quilt, next time you can do it yourself."

"Okay, ma'am." Si Buhui nodded, staring at the movements of He Chen's hands with a serious expression.

While demonstrating, He Chen explained to Si Buhui the essentials of folding a quilt, feeling as if he had taken a life skill lesson in elementary school, "Did you spread the quilt flat first, then fold it in half along the corner and then fold it in half?" See Si Buhui Nodding regretfully, He Chen was worried, and spread out the quilt again, "Here, try it yourself."

Si Buhui bent down, clumsily and unfamiliarly imitated He Chen's way of folding the quilt just now.

Five minutes later, He Chen covered his cheeks and gave Si Buhui a thumbs up in admiration, "Okay brother, how did you manage to separate the quilt cover from the liner during the process of folding the quilt?"

Si Buhui looked at the quilt cover on his left hand and the liner on his right hand, and his expression was deeply puzzled. He clearly followed the steps He Chen said strictly, but why did he end up like this?

"Forget it, you'd better go and sit down." Afraid that Si Buhui would fold down the mattress again and take it apart, He Chen sighed and took it over, quickly put the liner back on, and folded the quilt in twos or twos Put it back on the bed, and said the next best thing, "Don't fold the quilt, you can just get up and spread the quilt in the future, you will see it later."

Si Buhui still nodded, and He Chen read a slight hesitation from his movements.Corgi, who came up to watch with him, yelled, as if laughing at the clumsiness of the incoming shit shoveler.

He Chen folded the quilt and helped Si Buhui tidy up the table. During this time, Si Buhui always followed behind him like a giant dog, appearing much clingier than Corgi.It is rare for Corgi to have a sense of crisis, so could it be that the newcomer is not the shit shoveler, but the competition with himself for the shit shoveler, which makes the cat sweeter, and Corgi also sticks to He Chen's trousers.

After sorting out all this, He Chen glanced at the time on his phone, and found that it was close to four o'clock, if he didn't go shopping for vegetables and prepared ingredients, he might not be able to catch up with the opening of the night market at night.

He walked down the stairs, followed closely by a man and a cat, and it seemed that there was a big fight.

"I've already settled down, so you're too embarrassed to do nothing, right? Since you said you are the Stove King, why don't you make a meal tonight and try it out?" He Chen turned his head and said to Si Buhui as he walked.

Si Buhui said, "I haven't learned how to cook, if the lady doesn't dislike it, I can try it."

As a small restaurant owner, He Chen, who grew up under He Shanzhen's delicious iron spoon, resolutely rejected the suggestion of becoming a guinea pig, "Forget it, why don't you go wash the dishes?"

"Although I haven't tried it," Si Buhui said, "but I will work hard."

"Farewell" He Chen blurted out, stopping Si Buhui.

Although the bowls, chopsticks and plates in He Chen's store are not old antiques, they are all selected by He Chen from various markets and matched well. Once one of them is broken, the complete set of tableware can only be disassembled into individual pieces. Yes, many are not well matched.For the perfectionist He Chen, this is obviously a terrible event.

Can't cook, can't wash dishes, He Chen thought for a while and said, "Washing vegetables will always be there." This kind of thing that the whole family enjoys doing during the Chinese New Year, the rich family should have experienced it.

The student Xiaosi still sincerely said, "I haven't tried it yet. I will definitely learn what my wife needs."

He Chen was speechless, "This won't work, that won't work, you don't call it Si Buhui, you call it Sibuhui." After hearing this, Ke Ji rolled on the ground, as if he was amused by this cold joke.

Si Buhui obviously didn't get hit by the joke, and he continued in a daze, "I will catch monsters and protect you."

How can a normal person go out and declare to others that "my specialty is catching monsters", He Chen Wangtian said, "You can just tell me this sentence, and don't tell anyone else." Otherwise, you might be caught. Others sold it as a fool.

"Okay, lady." Si Buhui nodded.

He Chen was already unable to correct Si Buhui's address, so he took the key and casually pulled the grocery shopping cart beside him, "You must exercise to catch monsters, so you can pull the vegetables for me."

Si Buhui held the handle of the cart with a serious expression, as if he was facing a rare magic weapon.

The two of them and the cat walked out of the back door and walked towards the vegetable market on the West Street of the town.Along the way, Si Buhui's crane cloak attracted the attention of many people, and He Chen regretted it very much when he got halfway.

So why didn't I let him change his clothes at home and then come out? He Chen looked at Si Buhui who was beside him with a headache, who was unaware of the attention ceremony, and asked him tactfully, "Are all the clothes you brought with you this style?" "

Si Buhui glanced down at the crane cloak on his body, nodded and shook his head, "Originally there were still a few Taoist robes from the Si family, but my sister said that wearing Taoist robes here would scare the lady, so when I left, I was shocked." All the clothes in the bag were taken away."

He Chen thought about it, and admitted with difficulty, "Your sister is right." But now the little brother next to him doesn't even have the rhythm to change and wash his clothes? Thinking that Si Buhui knows nothing, and now he has to do it himself Uncovering his outfit, He Chen thought to himself, sir, why did you find me a handyman, you must have sent me an ancestor.

Although there is a difference in body shape between the two, but fortunately He Chen likes to buy loose clothes on weekdays, and it is more than enough to lend Si Buhui a few for a few days.Planning to take someone to the city to buy clothes after the weekend break, He Chen quickly glanced to the side, and actually felt the excitement of watching girls playing dress-up games in childhood.

With this secret excitement, the two finally walked to the vegetable market.As the evening approached, there were a lot of people rushing to buy vegetables and go home for dinner in the vegetable market. He Chen stood at the fork and took a look. The stalls he usually visited were crowded with people choosing ingredients. Sighing regretfully, he turned his head and said to Si Buhui, "Tonight's general menu has to be adjusted again."

Although Si Buhui didn't understand what a "general menu" was, he could understand the disappointment on He Chen's face. He only felt that this expression was very glaring, and his mind was running fast, trying to make this expression disappear quickly.

He Chen quickly browsed the menu he brought, then looked up at the current number of customers in each stall, estimated the time and quantity in his heart, turned his head and pointed to the lettuce and lettuce on the front stall without any hope. Chrysanthemum chrysanthemum "Do you know these two vegetables"

Si Buhui was stunned, "Aren't these two the same dish?"

He Chen felt a dull pain in the back molars, but fortunately he didn't expect anything from him, so he put down his hands, and simply started to direct, "Go buy eggplants, cucumbers, tomatoes, and potatoes. You should know about them, right?" "These are dishes with obvious characteristics, even the young master who doesn't eat fireworks should be familiar with Si Buhui.

As expected, Si Buhui nodded, took the money from He Chen, and obediently turned around and walked to one of the stalls designated by He Chen to line up, wearing a crane cloak that blended in very cleverly with the background.

After sending the young master to run errands for him, He Chen not only didn't feel the pain in his conscience, but he was also very happy.He bent down and stroked the cat, "Let's go, Corgi, let's go buy meat."