routine wife's day

Chapter 503 Without Leng Mohan, She Can't Even Eat Meals
Lin Yan kept explaining, but the two voices kept appearing alternately.

In the end, she was awakened by Leng Mohan's roar and the sound of a child crying for mother.

When she woke up, she was still lying on the hammock, the cold wind was blowing on her body, and her body was covered with a thin layer of cold sweat.

Shivering, he rolled over from the hammock.

Slowly walking into the room, I suddenly felt the urge to cry. If it was in the past, Leng Mohan would have carried her back to sleep in the room, but now, she slept here all afternoon, and no one came in.

There is only her left here.

After walking around the house for a long time, she also felt that there was nothing to do, and she was a little hungry. When she opened the refrigerator, there were all the ingredients in it.

I took a tomato, two eggs, and a handful of vegetables from it.

She recalled how Leng Mohan made tomato and egg noodles. She also began to wash and chop vegetables, and then put the oil in the pan. Burnt, busy stirring with a spatula.

The egg liquid did not solidify into an omelet in the pot like Leng Mohan did, but turned into a mushy thing, sticking to the tomatoes and vegetables, which looked so disgusting.

She remembered that Leng Mohan used to be afraid that she would be too hungry, so she cooked noodles while cooking vegetables, so she also took a pot to boil water, and when she threw the noodles into the water, the boiling water splashed out and landed on her hands, causing a burning pain .

But when she was below, the vegetables in the other pot were already burnt.

She was busy turning over the dishes again, the noodles in the noodle pot overflowed, and there was noodle soup everywhere.

He was in a hurry but didn't do anything well, making the kitchen full of smoke.

She couldn't even turn off the fire, the fire was so fierce that she didn't dare to approach it, so she had to turn off the main gas valve.

After being busy for more than an hour, the burnt vegetables and mushy noodles came out at last. Seeing the mess in the kitchen, she squatted on the ground and began to cry.

It turned out that she couldn't do anything well, leaving Leng Mohan, she even had problems eating.

He didn't eat anything, and dumped all the burnt vegetables and burnt noodles into the trash can, climbed upstairs by himself, and lay quietly on the bed.

Leng Mohan came back in the middle of the night reeking of alcohol.

Pushing open the door, there was a strong smell of burning in the house, he frowned, went to the kitchen, saw a pile of dark things in the trash can, his heart moved slightly, and the wine seemed to be half awake.

I turned around and went out of the house again. There were no restaurants open in the middle of the night, so I had to go to the 24-hour fast food restaurant to buy some meals.

When I got home again, it was 02:30 in the middle of the night.

Pushing open the bedroom door, she saw Lin Yan curled up on the bed alone, as if she was suffering from a stomachache.

Both hands clasped tightly over the stomach.

With a 'click', Leng Mohan turned on the light in the room, Lin Yan was dazzled by the light, and closed her eyes tightly.

Putting the meal on the table, Leng Mohan went to get clothes from the closet, and said coldly to Lin Yan who was on the bed, "Go eat."

Lin Yan struggled to sit up from the bed, watching Leng Mohan take the clothes into the bathroom.

She was dazed on the bed for a while before getting up and sitting at the table.

How delicious the food in the fast food restaurant can be, but Lin Yan thought it was the best food she had ever eaten. She ate it with tears in her eyes, devouring all the food.

After Leng Mohan took a shower, he could see a vague shadow of Lin Yan through the frosted glass in the bathroom.

(End of this chapter)