Crossing 1992: Contracting a barren mountain and becoming a huge demolition household

Ye Ke deliberately brought the conflict to herself, because she knew that Ye Wenhui was trying to make her feel wronged.

Seeing Ye Wenhui still hesitant, Ye Ke made the decision for her. "It would be so much fun if you ate with us. It's settled. Come and pick what you like!"

Ye Ke was shouting with a smile on her face. Looking at her noisy appearance, Ye Wenhui felt as sweet as if her heart was soaked in a jar of honey.

After purchasing some fresh fruits, vegetables and meat, the two saw that it was almost time, so they simply had lunch outside and then went home carrying a bunch of things.

Ye Wenhui also joked: "Today's meal can be considered as a home-cooked meal. I've been eating out every day for the past few days and I'm getting tired of it."

Moving into a new home may seem tedious, but it is actually not easy at all.

Ye Ke patted the cloth and went to school. Ye Wenhui had to clean up and decorate the garden by herself. It seemed that the workload was not much, but it was a three-story villa after all, and the area was not small at all.

The house was tidied up, and there was a terrace and a garden outside. In addition, Ye Ke had clearly set working hours for her, so Ye Wenhui could only take care of it slowly.

Although Ye Ke had bought the kitchen utensils long ago, he had no idea about some of the necessary kitchen supplies, so Ye Wenhui had to buy them one by one.

Just like that, as soon as she thought about it, Ye Wenhui didn't have time to buy groceries or cook, and she ate everything out.

In the past, she might have felt sorry for money, but now she only feels sorry for herself.

She had it so hard. She could eat fresh food outside for one or two meals a day, but for a week, Ye Wenhui just felt that the food was really boring.

Ye Ke habitually teased her: "Weren't you envious before? You thought you had to be living a life of luxury to be able to eat and drink delicious food every day outside, didn't you?"

Ye Ke raised his eyebrows and looked at her, smiling: "What? Can't you stand it after just a few days?"

Ye Wenhui snorted lightly and said stubbornly, "How can it be the same? I was talking about the kind of meal you see on TV, the kind that looks so beautiful that you don't want to eat it."

Ye Ke didn't ask any more questions, but instead offered a warm invitation: "Sure! Then let's go have a meal that's both beautiful and delicious tomorrow! I'll treat you!"

In his previous life, Ye Ke had taken Ye Wenhui to a Western restaurant. After the meal, Ye Wenhui regretted it so much that she kept muttering, "It's all show and no substance."

The taste wasn't bad, but it wasn't particularly good either, at least not what Ye Wenhui expected. Furthermore, the portion was small and the price was high, so it was just good for show but not for food.

Ye Ke always remembered Ye Wenhui's dislike for Western food, but forgot that she hadn't eaten it yet and was still full of filters for this so-called "beautiful meal".

Ye Ke thought mischievously that it was because she didn't have a cell phone at the moment, otherwise she would have wanted to record Ye Wenhui's face from beginning to end.

"Keep your word!" Ye Wenhui's eyes sparkled as she spoke, just like a little girl who had received some delicious candy.

Ye Ke made an "OK" gesture and said, "Anyone who lies is a puppy!"

Ye Wenhui wanted to help wash the vegetables, but Ye Ke instructed her, "Mom, don't you still need to make some desserts? Just leave it to me."

When buying groceries in the morning, Ye Wenhui kept wondering if just preparing hot pot would be too simple.

Ye Ke suggested to her, "Why don't you make some of your specialty desserts? Everyone in our dormitory loves them anyway."

This is not flattery. Not to mention Lin Shuwan, the number one fan, others such as Zhou Zhizhi and He Chuwen have also entrusted her to purchase things on their behalf.

It wasn't until the shops on C University's food court opened that they started buying their own desserts. Even Wang Xi, who had never bought anything before, could tell she didn't buy because she didn't like it, but because it was too expensive. However, she occasionally saw Wang Xi buy a small bag of peach cakes, so she guessed she also liked desserts.