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did not expect……

It is such a dilapidated residential building.

Although in the capital, such a community is considered decent, and the rent is three to four thousand, but for the young master who is used to living in the expensive main house of the Fu family, it is simply a slum.

The house that Mu Nian rented was on the top floor, except for the occasional water seepage when it was windy and rainy, and it was a bit stuffy in summer, there were no other problems.

The house with two bedrooms and one living room was neatly tidy.

Luo Luo gave a pertinent evaluation: "It's very clean."

When Mu Nian heard this, she scratched her head in embarrassment.

For Chen Chen, she has too much guilt.

In order to support the family, she rushes to work every day, leaves early and returns late, and Chen Chen almost handles the housework and three meals a day.

From the age of three, Chen Chen knew how to share the housework for her, and until the age of five, she was already able to handle it with ease.

Chen Chen's only task for Mu Nian is to wash the dishes, but every time he does the dishes, he will move a stool aside and step on the stool to help her wipe the dishes and bowls.

but……

Chen Chen was injured today, so Mu Nian would not be willing to let him cook.

Mu Nian squatted down, gently pulled La Luoluo's hand, and said, "Chenchen, you got hurt today, so don't force yourself to cook, let's eat something else, shall we?"

Lolo: "..."

Naturally, she couldn't recognize the child in front of her. It wasn't her virtuous Chenchen at all, but the complete young master of the rich family, Fu Jinyan.

Luo Luo was completely dumbfounded.

What does this woman mean... She asked her son to do all the housework and three meals a day? !

Why is she still so righteous!
Luo Luo muttered to himself: Don't expect me to cook.

He has always been a well-clothed young master, even brushing his teeth is served by a nanny.

Fu Jinyan looked at the woman in front of him suspiciously, Mu Nian blushed, and poked his finger: "Mummy's cooking is not good, otherwise, how about we eat snail noodles tonight?"

She bought a large box of instant snail noodles online, which is as simple as cooking instant noodles.

Luo Luo frowned: "Snail noodles?"

He had never heard of this stuff.

Mu Nian said, "Don't you want to eat?"

"Eat." Fu Jinyan was hungry, as long as he stuttered.

"Okay, then you wait here obediently for Mummy, Mummy will be ready soon." After speaking, Mu Nian went to the kitchen humming a little tune.

Luo Luo wandered around the living room, then wandered around the bedroom and study.

He remembers that the little villas in the kindergarten where his children played were all twice the size of this one.

Luo Luo just turned back to the living room when he suddenly smelled a suffocating stench coming continuously from the direction of the kitchen.

He covered his nose nervously, leaning against the wall and walked to the door of the kitchen, and saw Mu Nian standing in front of the stove, holding chopsticks and fiddled with a pile of "beep beep beep" bubbling unknown ingredients in the pot.

If it weren't for the strict etiquette of a gentleman since he was a child, Luo Luo finally suppressed the urge to gag, pinched his nose, and asked, "What's the smell?"

Why is it so smelly? !

Mu Nian said, "Snail noodles!"

Lolo petrified in place.

Has this family become so poor?

Is this thing for people to eat?

"Here we come!" Mu Nian put the snail powder into the soup bowl and walked out of the kitchen with it.

A strange smell wafted along the way.

Luo Luo stood at the door, trembling.

Mu Nian turned around with a look of surprise, "Chenchen? Your favorite snail noodles, eat it while it's hot."

Luo Luo twisted her body and reluctantly came to the table.

Mu Nian also noticed his strange reaction, "What's wrong?"

"I want to throw up."