Chapter 262: You can’t make a living just by washing dishes.
Chapter 262: You can’t support yourself by washing dishes alone
Jiang Wan'an washed a bowl and suddenly said jokingly: "I think I can support myself by washing dishes in the future."
“So clean!” she boasted.
“With the way you spend money lavishly, I don’t think...you can’t support yourself just by washing dishes.”
Lu Zezhou directly broke her dream.
Jiang Wanan rolled his eyes helplessly and continued to do the work in front of him.
"Xiaozhou, An'an, why are you washing the dishes?" Xiaolan asked out of nowhere.
“I lost in the game of scissors and baggage hammer, so I have to wash the dishes. Xiao Zhouzhou is here to wash the dishes with me.” Jiang Wanan looked back at her and explained.
"Well, you go out and I'll wash it for you." She said, walking between the two of them, looking left and right, and finally locked the bowl in Lu Zezhou's hand.
She reached out to take the bowl in Lu Zezhou's hand. Lu Zezhou reacted quickly and ducked aside, looking at her confused: "What are you doing?"
"I...I'll help you." Xiaolan looked at her empty hand and felt a little embarrassed.
But Lu Zezhou directly rejected her kindness, "No, I'm willing to admit defeat. We can do it."
Jiang Wan'an coughed twice to signal him to have a better attitude.
"You can go out, we can do it ourselves." Lu Zezhou's attitude was indeed a little better.
Xiaolan smiled and leaned over again, "You really don't have to be polite to me."
As she spoke, she went to take the bowl in Lu Zezhou's hand again. This time, Lu Zezhou didn't hide, but his hand slipped and the plate shattered on the ground with a "pop" sound.
Jiang Wan'an on the side was frightened by the crisp voice and jumped with an "ah" sound.
Lu Zezhou glanced at the debris on the ground and then at Jiang Wan'an. He walked around Xiao Lan, who was at a loss, and walked to Jiang Wan'an. He hugged her gently and comforted her, saying, "It's okay, don't be afraid."
Jiang Wan'an nodded.
"You go out first, I'll sweep this place and then go out." Lu Zezhou said as he pulled Jiang Wan'an out.
“What about the bowl?” Jiang Wanan asked hesitantly.
Lu Zezhou glanced towards the kitchen and said, "Let Xiaolan wash it."
Actually, he is not squeezing Xiaolan, he just feels that Xiaolan is too annoying and always seems to want to get close to him, so he doesn't like her a little.
Jiang Wan'an wanted to say something else, but Lu Zezhou pushed him away.
Lu Zezhou walked into the kitchen, picked up the tools, swept up the scraps and put them in the trash can without saying a word, and said to Xiaolan with a cold face: "I'm sorry to trouble you."
“No, it’s okay.” She lowered her eyes and did not dare to look at Lu Zezhou.
Lu Zezhou turned around and walked out. Jiang Wan'an had already gone upstairs. Only Lu Lin was left in the living room, drinking tea leisurely.
“Son, come here.” Lu Lin waved to him.
“What to do?”
“Come and play chess with me.”
"Let's go see An An another day." He refused ruthlessly.
…”
Dad is not as important as his wife...
Jiang Wan'an went to take a shower as soon as he returned to the room, so Lu Zezhou only heard the sound of running water from the bathroom after entering.
He thought for a while and said to Jiang Wan'an: "Go to bed early, I'll go there first!"
“Okay!” Jiang Wan’an replied in a long voice.
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It has been a few days since school started, but the seat next to Jiang Wan'an has always been empty, and she hasn't heard any news about Jiang Beihuai.
Jiang Wan'an has been checking QQ frequently these days, but she has never seen any updates from him, and she has never replied to messages she sent to him.
Jiang Wan'an remembered his name on the bulletin board and couldn't help but doubt him. He was already admitted, but why didn't he come? This shouldn't be the case.
Perhaps there is something going on at home? Maybe it will come in a few days. Jiang Wan'an couldn't help but think.
Just as he was thinking about the table shaking, Jiang Wan'an felt happy and turned around to look over, but when she saw the person coming, she sighed and felt a little disappointed.
“What for?” Jiang Wanan asked.
“I want to sit here! There’s no one here anyway.” Su Jiaojiao stood there and said willfully.
Jiang Wan'an looked back at He Chiyu, who was lying on the table without saying a word, and then looked back at Su Jiaojiao, "What's wrong? Is it too noisy?"
(End of this chapter)