The waste is going to strike back

Chapter 61 Do You Want to Marry Me?

While eating, Mu Xin smelled the fragrance of rice in the white porcelain bowl and sighed, "It's been a long time since I had white rice..."

Since the power outage, he has not eaten rice. He has to eat bread for three meals a day. Anyone who can endure this for more than ten days will vomit, especially since he is a foodie with very strict taste requirements.

This is definitely a capital punishment for him!

"Really? Then eat more." Seeing that Mu Xin appreciated the food he cooked, Uncle Wen happily gave Mu Xin another bowl of rice.

Mu Xin stuffed his mouth with rice and nodded busily.

Yan Shaohui, who was sitting opposite Mu Xin, looked at Mu Xin, who rarely broke his cold shell and acted so casually, with a gentle face.

In fact, this is what real firewood should look like, right? Remove the cold outer shell and you will find that the inside is very cute and gentle.

Yan Shaohui curled his lips and raised his chopsticks to add some dishes to Mu Xin. "Eat more. You just used up a lot of energy."

Mu Xin accepted a few bites of food from Yan Shaohui, and when Yan Shaohui wanted to put the food into Mu Xin's bowl, he started shaking his head.

"Don't give me any more. I can't eat any more. Just eat it yourself."

Seeing Mu Xin frowning and stroking his stomach, Yan Shaohui nodded and started eating.

Mu Xin put down his empty bowl and looked at Yan Shaohui opposite him. He felt that the father and son of the Yan family really had many similarities.

The eyebrows and eyes are the most similar, but compared to Yan Longping's toughness and coldness, Yan Shaohui is a little immature, with more delicate facial features, and his temperament is still a bit youthful, lacking maturity.

Mu Xin could imagine that when Yan Longping was young, there were probably many girls who were crazy about him.

Although I have never seen Yan Shaohui's younger brother, his brother and father are both good-looking, so his younger brother is probably not much worse.

However, when Mu Xin thought of Yan Longping's attitude towards him, he became a little confused.

"Shaohui, I always feel that your father's attitude towards me is very strange."

"Huh? What's strange about it?" Yan Shaohui replied after swallowing the sweet and sour pork in his mouth.

Mu Xin couldn't put his finger on the details, but he just felt that Yan Longping's gaze on him changed from scrutiny at first, to inquiry, and finally, when the conversation ended, Yan Longping's eyes softened, as if he was not a stranger or guest who had just arrived at the Yan family.

Yan Shaohui raised his eyebrows, "I came out to my family when I was eighteen, so my father should have regarded you as his daughter-in-law."

"Huh?" Mu Xin's eyes widened.

"It's okay, don't worry about it." Sooner or later, you will enter the Yan family. Yan Shaohui smiled meaningfully.

“……” Looking at Yan Shaohui’s smile, Mu Xin always felt like a sheep walking into a tiger’s mouth.

I hope it's just an illusion, Mu Xin comforted himself in his heart.

After the two of them finished their meal, Uncle Wen had just finished cleaning up Yan Shaohui's room, so they went back to their room to rest.

The original Simmons king-size bed in Yan Shaohui's room was moved out and replaced with two smaller double beds, which were placed side by side where the original king-size bed was.

Mu Xin’s bed is off-white, while Yan Shaohui’s is dark blue.

"Uncle Wen is so thoughtful." Mu Xin opened the closet and exclaimed as he looked at his clothes neatly arranged inside.

"Uncle Wen was my father's telephone operator at first, but he had to retire early due to a leg injury. Uncle Wen was injured while saving my father, so my father always felt guilty. After Uncle Wen retired, my father took the orphaned Uncle Wen to the Yan family. Uncle Wen felt that it was not good to eat and drink for free, so he told my father that he would be the housekeeper of the Yan family. He has been doing this for twenty years."

Yan Shaohui leaned against the head of the bed, recalling the past, his eyes becoming long, "Uncle Wen has been here since I was born. Uncle Wen witnessed the growth of my brother and me, and is the most important person to me in the Yan family besides my father, mother, and brother. He is gentle and thoughtful, so everyone praises him highly. Before my mother died, she asked my brother and me to take care of Uncle Wen until the end of his life. He devoted his whole life to the Yan family and my father, and it is worth it for us to do the same for him."

"You are all very good people." Mu Xin looked at Yan Shaohui, whose facial lines were unusually soft in the sunlight, his eyes softened and he spoke softly.

Yan Shaohui turned to look at Mu Xin and said, "Do you want to marry into our family?" Although his tone was mostly joking, his eyes were very serious.

Mu Xin could naturally see the heat and desire in Yan Shaohui's eyes, but he could not answer Yan Shaohui's question.

"What are you talking about? What's the matter with getting married or not... I'm a grown man." Mu Xin said with a laugh.

He didn't know what his feelings were for Yan Shaohui, so he couldn't answer anything.

Give him time to sort it out.

"Well, well, I'm going to sleep first. I'm so tired..." After saying that, he took off his coat, got into the quilt, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Yan Shaohui's eyes darkened when he saw Mu Xin avoiding his questions. He pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Okay, go to sleep."

It was a rare sunny day, so Mu Xin sat up from the bed and stretched.

Yan Shaohui on the bed next to him had long disappeared, and no one knew where he had gone.

After washing up, Mu Xin stretched himself, but he still felt tired.

"It looks like it hasn't been fixed yet."

Mu Xin rubbed his still sore arm and said.

It would be fine to let the body recover slowly, but Mu Xin hoped to join the army with Yan Shaohui as soon as possible, so the body functions must be adjusted to the best condition.

Mu Xin fumbled for the jade pendant hanging around his neck, and then after a faint light, Mu Xin's figure was no longer there.

He entered the space inside the pendant, drank a few sips of the spiritual spring, and then sat on the grass to rest for a while. He felt refreshed and much more relaxed before he stood up.

After shaking his arms and legs, he no longer felt sore or uncomfortable. Mu Xin left the room contentedly.

After getting himself ready, Mu Xin got up and went to have breakfast.

He originally thought that it was past eight o'clock and only Uncle Wen and himself would be at home, with Yan Shaohui at most. But he saw someone he never expected at the dinner table.

"Dr. Yan? Why are you here?"

Dr. Yan put down the half-eaten bacon, wiped his mouth, and then said slowly: "I have been eating at the commander's house. Didn't Yan Shaohui tell you?"

"No."

"Oh, look at my brain!" Dr. Yan slapped his forehead, "Yan Shaohui came back with you, so naturally he knows nothing just like you."

“……”Is this Dr. Yan fake?

The two of them ended their breakfast with Dr. Yan babbling and Mu Xin mumbling, which made Mu Xin depressed and Dr. Yan very happy.

Mu Xin saw Uncle Wen cleaning up the dishes, so he stood up to help, but was pushed back to his seat by Uncle Wen.

"I'll take care of these things, you don't have to get involved." After saying this, Uncle Wen conveniently walked to the kitchen with a pile of dishes.

Before Mu Xin could react, an arm was placed on his shoulders.