Rebirth of the Routine King

Now that the decision has been made, the next step is to move.

The word "moving" is a bit grand. Except for the two boxes of gifts sent by the little boy in the morning and a large bag brought by Wang Dacai, there was nothing else.

Wang Dacai carried the gifts and the big bag on his back. Their mothers, Li Xinlan and Song Zhiwen, supported Wang Yan respectively and walked slowly to the entrance of the hospital.

The shirtless Wang Yan naturally attracted a lot of attention, but he was thick-skinned enough and didn't take it seriously at all. He even silently communicated with his eyes when he saw two good-looking young ladies.

There is never a shortage of taxis at the entrance of the hospital. Originally, five people could sit in one car... It was crowded, but considering that Wang Yan's back could not touch anything, we called two taxis.

Wang Dacai and Wang Yan had one car, and the other three people had one car.

Wang Yan's sitting posture was a bit strange. He flattened the passenger's backrest and then lay down on it.

Wang Dacai could only sit behind the driver.

The Jiayuan community where Gao Lu lives is almost in the suburbs and is quite far from the hospital.

It took about half an hour for the taxi to enter the community.

Wang Yan has some impressions of Jiayuan Community. In his previous life, his boss Huang Yang transferred a house here.

Wang Yan often comes here to eat and drink.

From now on, Jiayuan Community can be regarded as a high-end shopping mall community, especially the advanced greening design, which has earned Jiayuan Community a lot of praise.

The community now has only six buildings, but subsequent development is underway. By 2020, Wang Yan knew that the scale of Jiayuan Community was more than five times larger than it is now.

The floors are mid- to high-rise, around the twelfth floor, and the house Gao Lu bought is on the sixth floor.

As soon as he walked into the room, Wang Yan realized what a big house meant.

The main living room alone is ridiculously big, covering sixty square meters!

The house has been finely decorated, and the theme is mainly light pink.

Wang Yan was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect such a deserted woman like Gao Lu to like pink!

Of course, if he knew that it was Xu Gu who liked pink, he might not be so surprised.

Wang Yan saw that Wang Dacai and his mother were a little cautious, so he smiled and diverted their attention, "Mom, can I buy such a big house in the mall in the future?"

Li Xinlan smiled and nodded.

Wang Dacai did not joke with Wang Yan. When he saw him, he asked in a low voice: "Wang Yan, do you want to change your shoes?"

Wang Yan thinks that the only boy who comes in and out here is Xu Gu.

There should be no one else's slippers....

Huh! Even if you call me grandpa, you still won’t wear his shoes.

At that moment, he said indifferently: "What shoes do you want to change? You just treat this as our own home, where we sit and lie down when we should..."

Wang Dacai rolled his eyes at him and said, "But the problem is that this is not our home!"

Wang Yan has a headache. If he had known better, he would rather make Song Zhiwen sad than come here.

Immediately, he called Song Zhiwen: "You guys should go back to school for the next two days. I have the habit of sleepwalking at night, so I'm afraid I might accidentally crawl into your bed."

Song Zhiwen chuckled and said, "Then why don't you sleepwalk in the hospital?"

Wang Yan was just talking nonsense, and shouted: "The hospital is still injured, isn't it? The wound is not so painful now, I guess this problem may occur tonight."

Gao Lu took two glasses of water and handed them to Wang Yan's parents respectively. Then she looked at Wang Yan and said lightly: "This is my home, why do you drive us back to school?"

Wang Yan curled his lips and said, "Why are you so arrogant? Sooner or later, I will buy your house."

"Let's wait until you buy it!"

When talking to Wang Yan's parents, Gao Lu had another attitude. He smiled slightly when he saw her: "Uncle and aunt, you just treat this as your own home."

Seeing that Wang Yan's parents were still standing motionless at the door, Song Zhiwen hurriedly took out a few pairs of slippers from the entrance and explained: "I bought them in the afternoon..."

Wang Yan was not polite at all. He took off his shoes and put on his slippers.

Wandering around the living room.

Song Zhiwen bent over and put Wang Yan's sneakers back into the entrance hall.

Seeing his best friend serving Wang Yan like a daughter-in-law, Gao Liu frowned, but didn't say anything.

Wang Dacai hurriedly put on his slippers, bent down and put his and his wife's shoes into the entrance hall.

Wang Yan kept walking around the living room, touching the sofa for a while, looking up at the chandelier for a while, and expressing his opinions from time to time:

"This sofa is so formal, it feels like it should be placed in an office..."

"And this headlight, the shape is too OUT! What kind of vision do you have, Gao Lu!"

"And this curtain has three layers! You're not doing something shameful in the living room, so why are you covering it up so tightly?"

Seeing Gao Lu's face getting darker and darker, Wang Dacai hurriedly shouted: "Wang Yan, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Li Xinlan also said: "Yanyan, don't talk nonsense!"

Only then did Wang Yan realize that he was being too talkative, and quickly apologized to Gao Lu: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... You also know that my aesthetics have always been very poor, but please don't listen to my advice!"

Song Zhiwen walked up to Wang Yan in two steps and said with a smile: "Wang Yan, I will show you your room..."

Wang Yan's room is on the side, adjacent to the master bedroom.

The room is about 20 square meters in size. A large bed measuring 1.8 meters wide is placed in the middle. There is a small bookshelf on one side and a sliding wardrobe on the other side.

What makes Wang Yan speechless is that there is no bathroom in his room?

"Song Zhiwen, what do you mean? Why don't you give me a room with a toilet?"

Song Zhiwen explained: "The other two rooms have bathrooms. One room is for my uncle and the others to live in, and the other... Lulu won't let them live there. Please feel sorry for yourself first. There is a public bathroom at the door."

Wang Yan snorted: "I feel so wronged! Tomorrow I will ask Wang Weihang to find a house for me!"

Song Zhiwen did not answer his words, but glanced at the door and whispered: "Actually, the decoration of the house was designed according to Xu Gu's preferences. Now that Lulu has broken up with him, she is preparing to renovate it.

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She was afraid that Wang Yan would hurt her best friend's heart by speaking out loud again, so she kindly reminded her.

Wang Yan suddenly realized, no wonder the curtains were so thick! Maybe they were doing something shameful in the living room!

Wang Yan nodded, indicating that he understood. He looked at the matte gray bed cover and asked, "Did you buy the bedding in the afternoon?"

Seeing Song Zhiwen's sudden panic, Wang Yan didn't ask any more questions, but just sighed: "Don't be so nice to me, or you will be sad in the future..."

After that, he went out to inspect Wang Dacai's room.

Song Zhiwen looked at Wang Yan's back, chewed on what he said, raised her mouth, and said stubbornly in her heart: "Who asked you to save my life? Even if I am sad, I will treat you well!"

Walking to the room where his parents lived, Wang Yan took a casual look. The bedding was very brand new. Needless to say, he bought it in the afternoon. He opened the closet and found two sets of pajamas for middle-aged men and women!

She couldn't help but secretly smile bitterly. Song Zhiwen seemed to have put a lot of effort into trying to please Wang Dacai and her mother!

If Wang Yan's guess was correct, she would probably have decided to let her family live here as soon as she mentioned the rental house.

It's very possible that she didn't look at the house all afternoon because she was busy enough buying bedding, pajamas and slippers.

Eh!

Wang Yan secretly sighed: God really knows how to play tricks on people. He already has Qi Xiuquan, so why would he push Song Zhiwen to his side?

Now is not fucking ancient times!

After grumbling in his heart, Wang Yan suggested that he go and take a look at the master bedroom...

Gao Lu's face tightened and he stopped him: "Wang Yan, do you know how to be polite? This is the boudoir between me and Mosquito!"

Wang Yan laughed: "I'm kidding you! You look nervous. Is there someone hiding inside?"

"you......"

If Wang Dacai and Li Xinlan weren't sitting on the sofa, Gao Lu would have really wanted to hit Wang Yan with a blaster!

"Haha, you didn't think about it, did you? This sentence is also a joke!"

Gao Lu really had no way to deal with Wang Yan, so he simply locked the master bedroom door and said to Song Zhiwen: "Mosquito, let's go out and buy some food and come back?"

It was getting dark now, and Song Zhiwen felt her stomach growling a little, so she nodded in agreement.

Wang Dacai quickly stood up and said, "You two rest at home! I'm going to buy food, what do you want to eat?"

Wang Dacai always valued human relations and sophistication, and even lived in other people's homes for free. He was really embarrassed to let them spend money to buy food.

Li Xinlan also echoed her husband: "You two have been running all afternoon. You must be exhausted. Let your uncle buy it!"

Wang Yan slipped into the kitchen at some point and heard him shout: "We have water, gas and meat at home, why do we need takeout?"

Song Zhiwen explained: "The vegetables and meat have been stored in the refrigerator for several days..."

Wang Yan rolled his eyes: "You really don't know how to live! I just took a look and it will be ruined if you don't eat it. Mom, come and cook and let them have a taste of your cooking."

Li Xinlan was a little worried. If she were in her hometown, no matter what kind of food she made, her children and husband would not raise any objections.

But after all, this is not the old kitchen at home, and Song Zhiwen and Gao Lu are not her children. She is afraid that her cooking skills will not be as good as others.

Seeing her hesitate for a moment, he said bluntly: "I have never used such a high-end stove! I won't show my shame."

Wang Yan felt an inexplicable pain in his heart after hearing this, because he felt a trace of his mother's inferiority complex.

Then she said in a coquettish tone: "Mom, I've been in the hospital all day long and I've eaten enough food from the restaurant! Just give me a bowl of noodles to eat! And by the way, I'll fry some vegetables to go with it."

Song Zhiwen also echoed: "Auntie, I'm tired of restaurant food, why don't you show off your skills? I haven't eaten at home for a long time."

This was originally her flattery, but after saying the last sentence, a touch of sadness appeared on Song Zhiwen's brow.

Gao Lu also smiled and said: "Don't look at how many vegetables we bought. Mosquito and I only eat instant noodles at home. If we don't eat those vegetables, I'm afraid we will throw them away."

Li Xinlan was not a pretentious person at all. Hearing what everyone said, she got up with a smile and went into the kitchen.

Since there were no noodles in the refrigerator, Wang Dacai went to the supermarket downstairs and bought two handfuls of dry noodles.

After standing for so long, Wang Yan felt the excruciating pain in his back again, so he went back to his room to rest.

The two girls, Song Zhiwen and Gao Lu, helped Li Xinlan in the kitchen, washing vegetables, meat, etc.

As the three women talked and laughed, a rather sumptuous dinner was served.

There are four dishes in total, two soups and noodles are the staple food.

When Wang Dacai went to call Wang Yan for dinner, he found that he was asleep!

I originally wanted to wake him up, but was stopped by Li Xinlan.

Maybe it's because she often suffers from insomnia. Li Xinlan takes sleep very seriously and doesn't like to disturb anyone's schedule.

Just like Wang Yan during the two months of summer vacation, even if he slept until 12 noon, Li Xinlan would not take the initiative to call him for breakfast.

The only time was on the first day of school. In order not to keep Yang Hua and his uncle waiting, he went upstairs to wake Wang Yan up.

....

Without Wang Yan's nonsense, the dinner atmosphere was a bit boring. Everyone was picking up vegetables and eating, and occasionally Song Zhiwen and Gao Lu uttered a few words of praise for their cooking skills.

Wang Dacai wanted to adjust the atmosphere and took the initiative to ask Song Zhiwen a few questions.

He asked formally, and Song Zhiwen answered even more formally. Therefore, instead of relaxing the atmosphere, it even became awkward.

It was only at this moment that Wang Dacai remembered Wang Yan's ability, and he couldn't help but feel depressed: They say that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, but you just pushed him, why did you beat me to death!

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