Abstinence Master Sheng knocks on the door at night: Madam, please fulfill your obligations

"Xiaoyi, are you still angry with Dad?"

Shi Youjin's voice was full of guilt: "Dad misunderstood you yesterday and accidentally burned you. Dad wants to apologize to you. Come back. I divorced your mother. She didn't want to talk to me when I went to see her. Now Dad only has you. Don't be so estranged from Dad, okay?"

"You went to find her?"

"Yes, she sold our house. How could I not settle the score with her?"

Shi Youjin's tone was pitiful, as if he was afraid that Ye Chuyi would not come. He said, "Xiaoyi, if I had known that you would be unhappy about being released from prison, I would have stayed in prison. At least this way you would still be willing to come and see me."

"If you don't come to eat, then I won't eat either. I'll wait for you to come home."

Ye Chuyi had no choice but to go back.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw three dishes and a soup on the table. This time he really cooked.

"Xiaoyi, you're finally back. I thought you were angry and didn't want your dad anymore."

Shi Youjin rubbed his hands excitedly: "Come and sit down, we father and daughter must have two drinks today."

Ye Chuyi raised his bandaged hand and said, "I can't drink now."

"Oh, yes, yes, your hand is still injured, so it's not suitable for you to drink. Then drink tea. I'll make some tea right away!"

He excitedly went to make tea. Ye Chuyi looked at the teapot with lingering fear and decided to stay away from it and Shi Youjin this time.

So, when eating, Ye Chuyi did not sit next to him, but kept a distance from him.

Shi Youjin didn't care about the distance she deliberately kept. He glanced at her bag on the sofa, then retracted his gaze and actively picked up food for Ye Chuyi.

Ye Chuyi didn't eat much, firstly because she was not in the mood to eat, and secondly because she didn't like dishes with heavy oil and salt, but the dish cooked by Shi Youjin was both oily and salty.

There was not much to eat when she was a child, so no matter what Shi Youjin made, she would eat it voraciously.

Now she knows what is good and what is bad, especially after eating the dishes cooked by Wang Ma, the food in front of her no longer tastes good to her.

After the meal, Ye Chuyi stood up subconsciously: "I'll go wash the dishes."

Shi Youjin didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with it. He nodded and asked her to clean up the dishes.

Before he went to jail, it was Ye Chuyi who had always cleaned up these things, and she had always been the one who washed the dishes. She was even too young to reach the sink, so she stood on a stool to wash the dishes.

At first, she broke a plate, but after Lin Yueqin beat her up severely, she never broke anything again.

Ye Chuyi took the dishes to the kitchen and put them in the sink to wash them when she remembered that she couldn't get her hands wet.

She turned back to the living room, wanting Shi Youjin to wash, but she saw Shi Youjin reaching into her bag.

She stood there and watched for a while before she said coldly, "Dad, why are you rummaging through my bag?"

Shi Youjin's body froze, then he said nonchalantly, "Oh, I couldn't find my phone, so I thought I'd use your phone to call mine."

“Isn’t your phone on the table?”

Shi Youjin patted his head in annoyance: "Look at my eyes, they don't work at all. I can't see it even at such a close distance. Oh, I'm getting old, I'm getting old!"

Ye Chuyi looked at him, with a hint of doubt in his heart.

Why does she always feel that Shi Youjin is different from the father in her memory?

Is it that her memory is wrong, or was she too young before and unable to distinguish between right and wrong in some things?

In short, since yesterday, Shi Youjin has been exuding an inexplicable sense of disharmony.

"Dad, my hands are burned and I can't touch water yet, so you should wash the dishes!"

Shi Youjin raised his eyebrows slightly: "I remember that when you were a child, you could wash the dishes even when you were injured! Haha, you have become spoiled when you grow up, Xiaoyi. It doesn't matter, dad is here, dad will wash the dishes."

Ye Chuyi said expressionlessly: "I had to wash dishes when I was beaten when I was a child. If you hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten. Dad, did you really accidentally drop the pot of hot tea into my hand yesterday?"