Chapter 44 Malt Milk

Wu Mei heard Wu Zhengsi's words, but was not grateful at all. She was so noisy and suffered so many beatings, and only then did she get a little pity from Wu Zhengsi. No, it can't be called pity, it should be Wu Zhengsi's fear of shame. ?

He has always been the most serious person, probably because he was afraid that she would make a noise and sweep the floor in a gentle manner!

Wu Yue in the bathroom took a shower indiscriminately, and ran over in her half-wet pajamas. I don't know what the hell is wrong with that idiot? She has to watch.

"Go to bed early, and go to school tomorrow."

Wu Zhengsi glanced at Wu Yue, said lightly, and then went back to the master bedroom with his hands behind his back.

He Biyun glared at Wu Mei again, saw the wet clothes on Wu Yue's body, and made a fuss, saying that wearing wet clothes would cause moisture to enter the body, and dragged Wu Yue to change clothes.

Wu Mei was too lazy to see the mother and daughter who were in love with each other, so she took her pajamas and went to the bathroom.

There is no hot water in the kettle anymore. Wu Zhengsi has never used hot water until winter. Obviously, He Biyun and Wu Yue have used up all the hot water. This is not unusual.

No wonder she had dysmenorrhea every time she had her period in her previous life. Later, she went to see a Chinese doctor and said that she was not well-conditioned when she was a child.

Anyone who has used a briquettes oven knows that when the fire is used up at night, the fire will be sealed. After one night, the briquettes are still black, but the fire is still there. In the morning, just open the lid of the coal stove to ventilate. , the fire will soon be prosperous.

Wu Mei took the kettle and filled it with water. When the briquettes turned red, he put the kettle on to burn. He Biyun, who had changed Wu Yue's clothes, heard the movement outside and rushed out, and couldn't help but yelled angrily:

"You son of a bitch, what do you do with boiling water? The price of briquettes has gone up again this year, do you know that?"

"There's no hot water, boil water for a bath." Wu Mei was expressionless.

"You can't wash cold water on such a hot day? I think you are deliberately going against me!"

Seeing that the corridor was empty, He Biyun couldn't help but feel ill-willed, and when he rushed up, he was about to beat someone, Wu Mei looked at her coldly, and said indifferently, "Since it's so hot, why do you and Wu Yue need to wash in hot water? Why do you want me to wash in cold water?"

"squeak"

Mrs. Zhang came out of the room, and He Biyun hurriedly retracted her hand and smiled at Mrs. Zhang: "Mother Zhang is still asleep!"

"Look to see if the stove is sealed, and Mr. He and Meimei haven't slept!"

Mrs. Zhang looked at the kettle meaningfully. She had heard the conversation between Wu Mei and He Biyun just now, but she couldn't listen any longer before opening the door. She didn't know that He Biyun would make such a big difference to Wu Mei people before and after. I can't believe it.

Looking at Wu Mei's indifferent eyes again, Mrs. Zhang sighed, seeing He Biyun's eccentric mother, the little girl is pitiful!

"The eyebrows are hot, girls can't take cold showers, they will suffer in the future."

Mrs. Zhang warned her intentionally, and Wu Mei twitched the corners of her mouth gratefully at her. He Biyun's face became even more ugly. He glanced at the coal stove in distress, and simply went into the house, too lazy to look at the debt collectors outside.

Wu Mei boiled the water and didn't rush to take a shower, but found Wu Yue's special malted milk essence in the chest of drawers, brewed a thick cup, the tempting sweet fragrance filled the air, Wu Mei couldn't bear it She sniffed, covered the prepared malted milk essence, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.