Chapter 558: Brother will help you write later
Chapter 558 Brother will help you write it later
"Go eat first, I'm hungry."
Su Zhi frowned belatedly, "You just touched your shoes."
Lu Hanyao chuckled, "You still dislike your own feet?"
Su Zhi was so angry that she didn't make a sound.
Meals are already set on the dining table, four dishes and one soup, all of which are delicious in color, fragrance, and appetite.
Su Zhi hesitated for a while, then whispered, "I've already had dinner."
Lu Hanyao said without looking back: "Then you just watch brother eat."
"..."
In order to allow students to practice piano with peace of mind, lunch boxes are provided at noon and evening for the piano training class.
There were shrimps in the box lunch of the training class tonight. She was afraid that eating it would cause frostbite, so she only ate some vegetables and white rice.
Smelling the delicious smell of meat on the table, she couldn't help but feel greedy.
Glancing at Lu Hanyao who was drinking soup with his head bowed in the main seat, Su Zhi reached out to pick up the chopsticks.
Noticing the little girl's movements, Lu Hanyao looked up, with a half-smile on his face, "Didn't you say you've eaten?"
Su Zhi tried her best to keep calm, "I'll have a taste."
The meals are quite homely, including steamed tofu with minced meat, rice pot chicken, braised pork, and a small cabbage in soup.
After eating a spoonful of steamed tofu, Su Zhi took aim at the chicken wings.
Lu Hanyao doesn't like to eat chicken wings, he finds it troublesome, so he usually eats chicken breasts.
But watching the little girl gnawing her head like a hamster gnawed on the chicken wings, I felt very delicious for no reason.
He originally wanted to pick up another piece of chicken wing, but the chopsticks stretched out into the plate, so he turned a corner and picked up a chicken leg.
It’s rare that a little girl has something she likes to eat, so leave it to her, eat more and grow more meat.
After eating two chicken wings, Su Zhi put down her chopsticks in great satisfaction.
"I am full?"
Looking at the pile of chicken wing bones in front of her, and thinking of what she said just now to taste the taste, Su Zhi's face couldn't help but heat up.
Lu Hanyao didn't see through the little girl's embarrassment, "Is there a lot of homework today?"
It was only then that Su Zhi remembered that she hadn't finished her homework yet, and it was all because the chicken wings were so delicious.
"A bit much."
As she said that, she was about to get up and go to the living room, but Lu Hanyao called her to stop.
"Why panic, brother will help you write later."
Su Zhi hesitated for a while, then sat back.
At this time, the servant came over with a bowl of black paste, "Mr. Lu, the **** paste is ready."
Lu Hanyao put down his chopsticks, took the bowl from the servant's hand, and stirred the **** paste in the bowl with a wooden chip.
"Is it not hot?"
The servant hurriedly replied, "It's not hot, it's been drying for half an hour, and the warm compress is just right."
After dismissing the servant, Lu Hanyao got up and sat on the seat next to her.
"Hand out."
Su Zhi vaguely guessed what he was going to do, and obediently stretched out her left hand.
Lu Hanyao carefully applied the viscous **** paste to the frostbite on her fingers with a wooden chip, and then asked the servant to bring a pair of film gloves.
"Wash it off when it's time to go."
"Oh."
Chilblain is on the left hand, but the right hand can still write.
With the assistance of Lu Hanyao, the homework that usually took an hour or more to finish was completed in half an hour today.
Su Zhi packed her schoolbag and washed off the **** ointment from her hands. Seeing that Lu Hanyao was sitting still, she couldn't help reminding, "I'm going back."
Lu Hanyao raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "It's only half an hour before 10 o'clock. There are no cars on the road at this time. You can get to your place in 10 minutes. Sit down and chat with brother for 15 minutes."
"..."
The servant brought tea and snacks.
Lu Hanyao asked her, "Are your hands still itchy?"
Su Zhi looked down at her left hand, "It's much better."
(end of this chapter)