Lu Yanshi gradually understood the essence of washing dishes and washed slowly.

Wu Anan squatted beside him, tilting his head, "Brother, you shouldn't have said that just now."

"No?" He glanced at Wu An'an with his eyebrows, "Little one, I'm just helping you."

"But my sister has to do more. If we don't share the burden, then she won't want to rest."

Lu Yanshi paused for a moment.

Wu Anan counted with his fingers, "My sister made the meal at home, she poured the garbage, she washed the bowls, and she threw the clothes into the washing machine. She hanged them. She also helped her mother wipe her body every day, opened a shop to cook rice noodles, and delivered midnight snacks at night. My sister was too busy..."

Lu Yanshi didn't say anything.

After a while, he said, "What about your dad? Why didn't he help?"

When he mentioned the word "dad", Wu Anan, who was noisy, suddenly became quiet. After a long time, he said with a choking feeling: "He always beats his mother. He is in a bad mood and beats him after losing money. Even when he comes back, his mother opens the door late, and he will be beaten. We all hate him..."

Lu Yanshi was stunned.

Wu Anan was just a little girl of five or six years old, with her head down and she would not hide secrets. "One day my father got drunk and came back and said he wanted to kill his mother. When he entered the room, he pulled her hair out and pushed it down the stairs on the second floor. At that time, my mother was crying, and her leg broke and she kept crying. We all heard it. When we ran out of the room, my sister went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife and said she wanted to kill her father. My father was very scared... so she ran downstairs, and my sister went out to chase him with a kitchen knife."

Her expression ability is not very clear, so her words are answered according to what she sees, somewhat intermittently.

But Lu Yanshi probably understood that Wu's mother was indeed suffering from domestic violence for many years, and her leg was broken in the domestic violence described by Wu An'an.

"He hasn't come back after he ran away?"

"Yeah." Wu Anan nodded, "In fact, it's better if he is not here. At least we don't have to be beaten anymore. It's just my sister, she's working harder."

Lu Yanshi didn't know what to say, so he raised his eyes and glanced at Wu Zhizhi inside the room.

She lowered her head and cut meat and cooked rice noodles, her face calm and peaceful.

Actually, it's not easy for her.

Lu Yanshi thought this way, put his mind back into the basin and continued to wash dishes seriously.

After washing the dishes, Lu Yanshi looked at the clean dishes and felt an inexplicable sense of pride.

This is probably a pleasure from patients with cleanliness.

He moved the dishes and walked in.

Wu Zhizhi had already cooked the rice noodles and was packing them. It was the takeaway order just now.

"Where are you putting the dishes?" Wu Anan had already entered the house, so Lu Yanshi had no choice but to ask her.

Wu Zhizhi glanced at the dishes in his hand, and seemed a little surprised, "Did you wash it?"

"otherwise?"

She was a little stunned and then said, "Just put it in the disinfection cupboard."

Lu Yanshi turned around and looked for the direction of the disinfection cabinet.

"Wait." After walking less than two steps, Wu Zhizhi called him.

Lu Yanshi stopped.

She washed her hands, came over and touched the dishes with her fingertips, without any oil, and laughed, "I didn't expect that she would wash it very carefully."

"Of course."

"Thank you."

Lu Yanshi had no expression on his face. He didn't know why, but he was very at ease in the face of people's malice, but he was always unnatural in the face of others' kindness.

Wu Zhizhi said: "Let's put it on the top of the cupboard. The dishes on the bottom are for the guests, and the ones on top are for our own family."

"Oh." He put the bowls one by one.

Wu Zhizhi originally wanted to wipe the water droplets first before putting them in, but the eldest young master's temper was not easy to discuss. After thinking about it, she still thought it was good to forget it. It was already very good to help them wash dishes. Besides, she was still a ward.

She put on a coat and said, "That..."

"?" He turned his head.

Wu Zhizhi said: "I'm going to give takeaway now. Can you help me check the store? If someone comes, please help me pull down the bell from the door curtain. Wu Tong will come down to cook rice noodles, but he doesn't want to speak, so if someone comes, can you help me place an order?"

"..." He actually asked him to order her food? Lu Yanshi wanted to say, "Are we so familiar?" But after eating her a meal, he was impressed by her cooking skills. Now he was embarrassed to be ungrateful, so he reluctantly nodded, "Okay, when will you come back?"

"I'll go and go back quickly, and I'll come back soon after delivery." After saying that, he hung two bowls of rice noodles on the bicycle at the door of the store and stepped on his long legs.

"..." Lu Yanshi pointed to a white motorcycle at the door of the store, with his expression as if he was looking at a mentally retarded, "So is this thing just a decoration?"

Wu Zhizhi glanced at the motorcycle and couldn't help but smile, "No, the motorcycle is broken and hasn't been repaired yet."

"...Oh." Gao Zai Shang became embarrassed. He walked back to the house and sat on the table full of simulation rolls and materials, playing with his cell phone.

I don't know if his parents have left.

If he hadn't left, he wouldn't want to go back. He looked at the time and it was already past eleven o'clock.

Not long after, there was a rumbling thunder outside, and then it started to rain.

The rain was roaring, quite loud.

Lu Yan knew that he had two tables at the door, and half of the table was in the rain at this time.

He thought for a moment, walked over, pulled the two tables in a little, avoiding the raindrops that were falling straight.

Not long after, Wu Zhizhi came back.

She was soaked in rainy face without an umbrella, like a chicken that fell. She parked her bicycle and cursed, "Damn it, it was fine when I went out just now, why did it rain just now?"

He glanced at Lu Yanshi and asked again: "Did you just have a customer?"

"No."

"Oh." There is nothing to say, only this sentence.

"But the table at the door was in the rain, and I pulled some in."

She glanced at it and said, "Thank you."

After saying that, he went to the door to close the table and chairs, regardless of the wet clothes and hair.

Most people choose to clean up their own.

And this weird...

Lu Yanshi couldn't help frowning, "Your hair and face are so wet with rain, don't you know how to clean up first?"

The makeup on his face was soaked by the rain, and the black eyeshadow dizzed around his eyes, as if he had left two black tears, like a ghost.

Wu Zhizhi packed up her things and didn't look back. "I saw it was raining heavily outside. There should be no business tonight, so I wanted to pack up the things and close the door and take a shower first."

"...Okay." He had nothing to say and stood aside and watched.

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Good night, how about it!
Chapter completed!