355: You Can't Even Cook After Injuring Your Leg?

You Can't Even Cook After Injuring Your Leg?

But during the time that Gu Qingyao was here, their meals had improved drastically. They had three regular meals a day. 2

The children were now much plumper.

After getting used to such a good life, they were desperately hungry when they suddenly had to skip a meal.

Zhou Ping had no choice but to enter the kitchen to cook.

But it was so hot in the kitchen!

She had not cooked for almost a month. During this time, the children mostly spent their time at home reading and writing. The fan in the living room was always on, so it was quite cool in the house.

Now she suddenly entered the kitchen, where there was no fan, and it was even hotter when she lit the fire. She could not stand it, but she was ravenous, so she just cooked something simple.

She rummaged through the kitchen cabinet and found some noodles.

They were in a small cloth bag, and there was a small bundle lying loose in it. The bundle was about as thick as her wrist. Zhou Ping took it out and cooked it, adding two tomatoes and two eggs.

There was only a small amount of noodles, and the children were very hungry. After it was done, she found it difficult to split it into three portions.

Most of it was soup and tomatoes. There was not much noodles.

When they had finished, the meal had only taken the edge off their hunger, but they were not full.

The two children looked at Zhou Ping. "Mother, we're still hungry."

Zhou Ping's expression was rather ugly. Of course, she knew they were still hungry. She was still hungry.

"Just eat a little to get by. You'll have something to eat when your elder sister gets back."

The two children were rather unhappy.

Meanwhile, Mo Beihan had bought a new kitchen cabinet and two pots. Gu Qingyao had some old-fashioned bowls and chopsticks, so he did not buy those.

He also found a clothes cupboard, a table and a few basins. They were just for temporary use.

Actually, Gu Qingyao's interspace had many things, like towels, toothbrushes, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. So he did not buy those, but he had to buy a few other things.

They had just moved in and although they did not know the neighbors, they could not possibly have a fully furnished house without buying anything.

But if others saw them bringing parcels of all sizes back home, they would not suspect anything.

In any case, they would not know what he had bought.

When everything was in place, the house at last looked like a home. Gu Qingyao was exhausted. She flopped on the bed, too tired to move.

Mo Beihan hurried over and pinched her leg. "You've walked so much. You must be exhausted."

Gu Qingyao lay there, not wanting to budge. She grunted at him with her eyes closed.

"It's getting late. You might as well eat here! Then you can rest awhile before going back. I'll send you back and sleep here tonight."

Gu Qingyao thought about it and nodded.

Third Uncle's house was not large. In any case, Mo Beihan's place was ready and he might as well move in straight away.

The two of them were exhausted after a busy day. They just took some things from the interspace to eat. Gu Qingyao rested for a while and Mo Beihan sent her home just as it was getting dark.

It was already seven-thirty when they got to the Gu house. Night had just fallen.

The moment they entered the door, they saw Zhou Ping sitting in the living room, with an ugly expression on her face.

Zhou Ping looked furious when she saw Gu Qingyao return. "You're finally back?"

Gu Qingyao was taken aback!

Zhou Ping said angrily, "What have you been doing that you haven't come back all day? The children didn't have anything to eat for lunch. Night has fallen, but you still did not come back to cook? I thought you had forgotten how to come home!"

Mo Beihan's expression immediately grew frosty.

Gu Qingyao narrowed her eyes. "Can't you walk already? What's the matter? You can't even cook a meal?"

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