If you want a husband, you have to fight for it.

This is how Liu Ma cleans up normally. It's not as exaggerated as she said. She said, "I'm used to doing this. I know where the dirty spots are and where the clean spots are. If you're doing this for the first time, you have to wash and wipe the bathtub carefully to ensure it's clean."

Wan Chuncao didn't continue talking, and just responded, "Oh."

After Xu Muyu finished brushing his teeth, his pants inevitably got wet again. Aunt Liu picked up the towel to wipe Xu Muyu's face, and then went out to open the door. She said, "While Xiaoyu is wiping his face, you should open the door first, so that he can go out smoothly later."

When she went to open the door, Wan Chuncao was still staring at the towel in Xu Muyu's hand.

Xu Muyu knew that the towel in his hand was for wiping the body, but Guan Chuncao kept staring at him, so he couldn't put it down after picking it up.

After opening the door, Aunt Liu walked to the bed and said, "We should also take this opportunity to make the bed. It will be more comfortable for Xiaoyu to see it if it is tidy."

Wan Chuncao saw her pick up the quilt rolled up at the end of the bed, open it and fold it. The corners inside were not aligned, but the outer layer was neat. She replied, "Oh, I see."

After folding the quilt and placing Xu Muyu's pillow on the quilt, Aunt Liu dusted the bed with her hands and tidied it up without even noticing the book at her feet.

After doing all this, Aunt Liu pushed Xu Muyu out and said to Wan Chuncao as they walked, "It's time to prepare breakfast. Xiaoyu is used to reading before breakfast, so we have to push him to the bookshelf and let him choose a book to read for a while. Let's go prepare breakfast first."

Xu Muyu was pushed to the bookshelf and Liu Ma walked away.

Wan Chuncao saw that Xu Muyu did not immediately pick up the book from the bookshelf, but just looked at it. After looking for a while, he raised his hand to take out one of the books.

Even the title of the book was upside down, and Wan Chuncao couldn't tell how interested he was in those books. Not only was he not interested, he seemed to be tired of those books a long time ago, and he couldn't pick out new ones, so he could only pick up one at random.

After taking out the book and opening it, he didn't even focus his eyes on the pages.

"Chuncao, come here."

Aunt Liu called Wan Chuncao from the kitchen.

"Oh, here we come."

Wan Chuncao looked at Xu Muyu for a second before following him to the kitchen.

Xu Muyu faced the bookshelf and no longer felt the gazes staring at him, so he lowered his shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief.

Relieved? Xu Muyu just lowered his shoulders and then raised them again. Why should he be relieved? What is there to be relieved about?

Wan Chuncao followed Liu Ma to the kitchen and saw Liu Ma take out a few eggs from the refrigerator, put them directly into the pot to cook without washing them, and started frying bacon and bread slices in another pot.

She said to Wan Chuncao: "Normally, Xiaoyu doesn't eat such greasy food. He only likes to eat a few boiled eggs and hot milk. He also likes to eat Western breakfast occasionally. Today I will show you what a Western breakfast is."

It’s not that Wan Chuncao has never opened a refrigerator and has never seen milk.

While Liu Ma was frying bread slices, Wan Chuncao asked her, "Why doesn't he drink porridge, eat buns, and order some pickled vegetables?"

Liu Ma said: "Those are what we Chinese like, he doesn't like them."

Wan Chuncao was puzzled: "Why was his intestine brought back from when he was born abroad?"

Liu Ma didn't understand at first, but after she understood, she asked Wan Chuncao to listen to her carefully: "Upper-class people are all like this! They eat Western food! You don't understand, they like to eat some bread and drink some coffee in the morning to leave some space in their stomachs and keep their minds clear at all times. Chinese food is too greasy and difficult to digest. It makes people drowsy and makes them less efficient. Rich people don't like it."

Guan Chuncao didn't take it seriously: "The donkeys in our village do more work than them, and I haven't seen them drink any coffee. If they eat that stuff, they might as well eat some croton beans. They poop clean, and their asses are clearer than their brains."

Aunt Liu thought Wan Chuncao was vulgar! She told her to just listen and stop talking. If she continued, not only would people lose their appetite, she would not be able to cook: "What do you, a village girl, know? Learn something. If you are lucky enough to follow Miss Yu to have brunch or afternoon tea with those rich people in the future, don't embarrass yourself!"

Wan Chuncao didn't argue with her: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"That's right, I'm always teaching you how to do things."

Aunt Liu was frying bacon in the pan while a pot of water was boiling next to her. When the water boiled, she took out a packet of milk powder and poured it into a cup.

Wan Chuncao didn't see what was written on the package, so Liu Ma asked her to get a plate for her, and said, "Use a round plate, and bring a knife and fork."

Wan Chuncao brought a round plate, a fork, and a kitchen knife.

Liu Ma knew that this country girl didn't understand, so she sighed and went to get it herself. As she did so, she told her: "Don't take the wrong tableware. Xiaoyu will get angry easily if you take the wrong tableware."

She got angry over such a small matter. Wan Chuncao scratched her nose and said nothing.

Liu Ma brought breakfast to the table herself, but it was Xu Muyu's table.

The wheelchair was pushed to the dining table, and the wooden board under the table was taken out and placed across the wheelchair, which became Xu Muyu's "table".

The wooden board was a bit narrow, and I could barely fit the plate of bacon, eggs and toast.

Liu Ma also placed the pale drink on Xu Muyu's "table" and continued to talk to Wan Chuncao, "Xiaoyu doesn't like others talking while he's eating, so you should try not to talk and don't eat yet. See if he needs anything. Wait until he finishes eating before you eat."

Guan Chuncao pointed at the Tremella porridge that Liu Ma was eating and said, "Then what is this, Auntie?"

Aunt Liu took a spoonful of porridge and said, "I'm used to this. I know when Xiaoyu needs me and when he doesn't need me."

"Okay." Wan Chuncao was speechless again.

After breakfast, without asking Xu Muyu's opinion, Liu Ma pushed Xu Muyu to the bookshelf and said that he liked to read a book after dinner.

While he is reading, you can wash the dishes, clean the kitchen, and then clean the house.

The dishes were washed by Wan Chuncao and Liu Ma. When it was time to clean, Liu Ma only told her that the cleaning tools at home were in the elevator room and taught her how to use them.

She didn't really start cleaning. Wan Chuncao knew that she was "used to it" and was just demonstrating.

Liu Ma prepared lunch for Xu Muyu, saying that he liked light food, so she stewed chicken with cabbage and added a little salt before the dish was served.

The other dish is the golden ham and egg soup, which is cooked in the same way and sprinkled with a few chopped green onions when cooked.

Xu Muyu drank the salty, bland and turbid soup at his "table" as usual, and put down his chopsticks after taking a few bites of rice.

Aunt Liu took away his "desk" and pushed him to the bookshelf, saying that Xiaoyu didn't like to rest for too long in the afternoon and preferred reading to taking a nap.

Wan Chuncao still said nothing.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Xu Muyu needed to go to the toilet.

Wan Chuncao wanted to go with him, but Xu Muyu got angry for the first time and didn't let her go.

When Xu Muyu got angry, Liu Ma didn't dare to provoke him easily, so she asked Wan Chuncao to wait outside.

Wan Chuncao said "Oh" but after they entered the room, she quietly pushed the door and followed them.

As soon as I pushed the door open and reached the bathroom door, I saw Xu Muyu kneeling on the ground.