Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 665 Young Man Admires 10

Zhang Dingrui also had his own small room, which also had a table, but the bed was smaller than Zhang Dingyu's. The rest of the facilities were similar. After all, they were in the same house, so they couldn't be much different.

The house where Lingyao lives has three bedrooms, a living room, and a study.

Originally, the house where Zhang Dingyu lived was for Li's father and mother to stay occasionally, and the smaller room could be used to entertain guests.

But now they all have owners.

After Lingyao told the two brothers about their rooms and asked them to clean up after themselves, she ordered a takeaway on her phone and went straight into the room to take a shower.

When I came out of the shower, the takeaway had just arrived.

There was a knock on the door, but Zhang Dingyu didn't dare to open it rashly. Instead, he knocked on Lingyao's door.

"Sister, someone is knocking on the door."

Lingyao had just dried her hair when she heard a knock on the door. She put down the hair dryer and opened the door: "It's takeout. Just open the door and bring it in."

As soon as the door opened, the scent of Lingyao's shower gel and shampoo wafted into his face. Zhang Dingyu felt that what he opened in front of him was not a door, but a stove. The hot air burned his face.

He quickly took a step back, stammered a response, and turned to walk out the door.

He didn't know what the takeaway was, so he didn't dare to open the bag and put it on the table.

Lingyao changed into a set of casual clothes, a lotus pink sweater and beige trousers, with her hair casually tied behind her head.

Instead of unpacking the takeaway, he took the two brothers to the bathroom and taught them how to use hot water and which was shower gel and shampoo.

After saying that, he threw down a sentence: "Take a shower and come out to eat."

Zhang Dingyu studied hard and had a good memory. He remembered every movement that Lingyao had just demonstrated.

He first turned on the hot water for Zhang Dingrui to take a shower, and then he took a shower himself after he finished. The clothes they both changed into were thin single clothes they brought from home.

But there is floor heating in the house, so it’s not cold.

When they came out, Lingyao had already opened the lunch box.

There are six food boxes in total, five dishes and one soup, and the dishes are almost as good as the New Year's Eve meals in Taiping Village.

Sweet and sour spare ribs, steamed fish, duck in soy sauce, freshly roasted vegetables...

You can smell the tempting fragrance before you even get close.

Zhang Dingyu could still bear it, but Zhang Dingrui was obviously much more patient and kept swallowing his saliva.

However, he did not dare to move because he did not receive any instructions.

"Come over for dinner."

It was not until Lingyao called them that the two brothers dared to sit at the table.

It was the first time in several days that the three of them had a decent meal.

But after eating for a while, Lingyao found that something was not right.

The two brothers were obviously very greedy, but they only ate the white rice in the bowl and rarely picked up dishes with their chopsticks, and when they did, they only picked up vegetarian dishes.

Lingyao didn't say anything, but picked up her chopsticks and put a piece of braised duck in each of the brothers' bowls.

Zhang Dingrui was stunned, his eyes widened, and he turned to look at his brother.

Zhang Dingyu was also stunned. After a few seconds, she moved her chopsticks slightly, picked up the piece of duck meat and put it into her mouth, saying in a vague voice: "Thank you, sister."

Zhang Dingrui then followed suit and said, "Thank you, sister," before starting to eat.

He ate the duck meat in small bites, looking like he was cherishing it very much.

Lingyao waited for them to swallow the duck meat, then picked up some spareribs and threw them into Zhang Dingyu's bowl. She looked at Zhang Dingrui next to her and said, "Pick up whatever you want to eat."

Zhang Dingrui didn't take action first, although he really wanted to eat the ribs, but he still looked at Zhang Dingrui first. Seeing Zhang Dingrui continue to say "Thank you, sister," then lowered her head, picked up the ribs and swallowed them, he carefully stretched out his chopsticks.

I didn't pick up too much, just a piece of pork ribs.

Next, Lingyao kept putting food into Zhang Dingyu's bowl and listened to Zhang Dingyu's repeated "Thank you, sister".

It was not until Zhang Dingyu ate another piece of pork ribs that she finally looked up, her face a little red.

"Sister, I really can't eat anymore."

Lingyao then gave up.

After dinner, Zhang Dingyu was about to wash the dishes, but the lunch boxes were all disposable and didn't need to be washed.

He didn't know what to do for a moment, so he took out his homework and started doing it.

Although Zhang Dingrui already has his own room, he is still not used to living separately from Zhang Dingyu, and this place is too unfamiliar. Only when he is with Zhang Dingyu can he find the familiar sense of security.

So I just took the homework book and wrote it together with Zhang Dingyu.

Lingyao has been away for a few days, and work can no longer be delayed.

The original owner was a well-known screenwriter. Her new script had just started filming a few days ago, and the director team had a few places that needed to be discussed and revised with her. She handed in the revised parts a few days ago, and the director was quite satisfied, but had a small request, which was to add a supporting male role in a certain plot.

It's obvious that the capitalists inserted the player into the role. The director couldn't refuse, but he didn't want the player to play the original role in the script, so he simply asked the screenwriter to create an insignificant role.

Lingyao was typing away in the study, not caring what the two kids were doing.

The clock above your head does not stop for anyone, and it ticks away at the same regular rhythm day after day.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on Lingyao's study door. She hadn't closed the door when she came in, so when she looked up, she saw Zhang Dingyu standing by the door.

"Come in, what's the matter?" Lingyao looked at him and then looked away, continuing to look at the computer without stopping her hands.

Zhang Dingyu was afraid of disturbing her work, so she gently placed the warm water in her hand on Lingyao's desk.

"Sister, let's go to bed first. You should go to bed early too. Also...what time do you wake up tomorrow morning? I'll get up and make breakfast."

He just went to the kitchen and looked around. Although he didn't know how to use some things, he still knew how to use the basics, and there was everything in the refrigerator.

"9 o'clock." Li Lingyao is not only a screenwriter, but also an editor of a publishing house. As she is a nominal editor invited by the publishing house, her working hours are relatively late, which is o'clock in the morning.

Lingyao got up at nine o'clock, had breakfast and drove over just in time.

"Okay." Zhang Dingyu responded, and then asked, "What do you like to eat?"

"It's all right."

After getting the answer, Zhang Dingyu finally had a happy expression on his face that was suitable for his age.

He went out quietly again.

The next day, it was still dark.

Zhang Dingyu had already opened her eyes.

He was afraid that the noise of getting up and going out would disturb Lingyao, so he forced himself to stay awake until the first light of dawn appeared in the sky before he got up and got out of bed.

He came to the kitchen and turned on a small stream of water to wash the rice and vegetables, preparing to make vegetable and lean meat porridge.

While waiting for the porridge to be cooked, add some warm milk.

He didn't know how to use a microwave, and didn't dare to mess around with it, so he boiled water in a pot, put the milk into the hot water to heat it, and then unpacked it and poured it into a glass.

By the time he had set the breakfast, Lingyao had just gotten up.

Zhang Dingrui had woken up a long time ago and was originally planning to help Zhang Dingyu. However, after being driven out by Zhang Dingyu, he sat on the sofa in the living room and did not run around or move around.

There is none of the excitement that a kid of this age should have.

Lingyao was a little surprised after having breakfast. In fact, it tasted like ordinary porridge, but compared with the dark dishes that the God of Wealth had made in the past, it was definitely a delicacy!

Seeing Lingyao eating well, Zhang Dingyu curled up the corners of her mouth silently.

Lingyao finished her porridge and drank a glass of milk.

After looking at the two brothers, he said slowly, "I'll take you out to buy clothes after dinner."

Zhang Dingyu wanted to say no again, but fell silent after being glared at by Lingyao.

Lingyao sipped the milk in her mouth, speaking in a nonchalant tone.

"There will be a receipt for the clothes later, write it down in your notebook."

When she said that, Zhang Dingyu didn't feel anything at all. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief.