Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

With Lin Qiuran's illness, the base's affairs, large and small, naturally fell on everyone's shoulders.

Especially the matter of eating.

The morning training game is over, and everyone is worrying about lunch.

"Order takeout?"

The old wolf looked up and asked.

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

When Zhao Qichen and Lin Qiuran left City A of Linjiang District together to promote the partner's platform, the three people who stayed behind in the base had secretly vowed that unless they starved to death in this life, they would resolutely resist takeaway.

Let’s not say it’s unpalatable, what kind of trouble do you want to make if you eat it once and have diarrhea?

Fatty had experienced mild food poisoning not long ago, and he absolutely didn't want to experience that stomach ache to the point of convulsions again.

"Little taro, what do you want to eat?"

Xiaopang turned his head and patted the top of Maoyu's head lightly.

Hearing that he was called by name, Mao Yu finally realized from his stupefaction.

"Ah? I can do whatever I want. Seniors, you can come according to your own preferences, and you don't have to think about me."

Apparently he wasn't very interested in what he was eating.

Rather than having a meal, he would rather replay this morning's training match, to see the details of his seniors' performances or mistakes.

Xiaopang shrugged, his little substitute really formed an even exaggerated difference from his own personality.

I love talking, Maoyu never says unnecessary words;

I like to be lively, but Mao Yu never takes the initiative to join in crowded places.

Even the playing styles of the two are very different.

I tend to be conservative, while Mao Yu's tends to be offensive.

After Maoyu came to SOD's first training match, Xiaopang already felt this difference.

If in the sniper position, you are the most stable shield of the team, then Maoyu will definitely be the spear waiting to be broken, waiting to be sharpened and become stronger.

……

In the end, a few people decided to cook instant noodles by themselves for a while.

Therefore, when Lin Qiuran was reading documents, Zhao Qichen suddenly held a bowl of familiar food, and after a short while the smell of instant noodles wafted into her nostrils, she still couldn't help letting out a surprised sigh.

"This is what you cooked?"

Zhao Qichen nodded: "Old Wolf cooked it."

Lin Qiuran's mood was extremely complicated.

She really didn't know whether she was treated well or not.

When you are sick, you still have to eat such unnutritious things as instant noodles.

But this kind of nutritious thing is still from the hands of the team members.

Thinking deeper, Lin Qiuran couldn't bear to continue complaining.

To see them cook by themselves in their lifetime is already an amazing achievement.

Although it is cooking instant noodles, at least there is a boiled egg in it...

Lunch was settled in a hurry, and the team members returned to their rooms for lunch break according to the routine training arrangement.

According to the arrangement in advance, after lunch, Dr. Mu will come to poke Lin Qiuran with the same drops of medicine and equipment as yesterday.

And today is only two-fifths of the whole course of treatment.

Thinking about the need to poke five consecutive needles this time, Lin Qiuran began to regret not doing a good job of exercising to strengthen her body.

Fortunately, Dr. Mu came back today and brought Lin Qiuran a definite news.

"The housekeeping aunt you asked me to pay attention to has basically been settled."

Lin Qiuran hurriedly asked:
"Then when will she be able to start work? You know the situation here. I've been sick, and now it's a problem for the team members below to eat. We can't let them eat takeaway fast food all the time."

Lin Qiuran had nothing to worry about the character of the candidates recommended by Dr. Mu, but she still analyzed the current situation of the team to Dr. Mu and expressed her concerns.

Hearing that Lin Qiuran was in a hurry, Dr. Mu waved his hand indifferently.

"Don't worry, since I asked for you, naturally I have mentioned your situation. As long as you are sure that you are willing to choose her, I can contact her to meet you now."

Lin Qiuran agreed repeatedly.

Seeing this, Dr. Mu turned on his phone and contacted the so-called housekeeping aunt.

Not long after the call was hung up, the doorbell of the base rang.

It was Zhao Qichen who went downstairs and opened the door. He also listened to the conversation between Lin Qiuran and Dr. Mu.

After opening the base and walking out of the courtyard, Zhao Qichen saw a short middle-aged woman standing outside the courtyard from a distance.

"Doctor Mu sent me here."

Seeing a young guy who opened the door, a trace of restraint appeared on the woman's face.

"Please come in."

Zhao Qichen's tone was polite and respectful, and he brought the woman in front of him into the house.

When the woman stood outside the villa, she was amazed by the decoration of the courtyard. Now that she walked into the house, she saw the more magnificent decoration in the house, and she couldn't help but feel more restrained.

After Zhao Qichen brought her to Lin Qiuran's room on the second floor, he went straight downstairs, ready to pour a glass of water for the woman.

"Hello Auntie."

Lin Qiuran smiled gently at the woman in front of her.

The woman immediately gave Dr. Mu beside Lin Qiuran a look of asking for help.

"Auntie, don't be nervous, let's have a simple communication first."

Probably seeing that the housekeeping aunt had alienated herself from this group of strangers, Lin Qiuran hurriedly explained in a low voice.

Dr. Mu is also comforting:
"Yes, Miss Chu, why are you so nervous?"

The person in front of him who was called by Dr. Mu as Sister Chu only smiled sarcastically and did not speak.

It was Zhao Qichen who also brought a cup of hot water from downstairs and handed it to the woman.

"Auntie, drink water."

The woman then slowly eased her nervousness.

"Thank you."

She smiled gratefully at Zhao Qichen.

"Auntie, it's like this. In our base, you usually need snacks for three meals a day. In addition, you also need to take care of the hygiene on the first floor. There is nothing left. See if you can do you accept?"

Lin Qiuran took off the eyes that she hadn't had time to take off, and asked softly to the woman in front of her.

Before the woman came here, she had learned about the situation from Dr. Mu and found it acceptable, so naturally she has no objections now.

In this case, Lin Qiuran re-emphasized to her the character problem that she and Dr. Mu said before:
"Since you were introduced by Dr. Mu, Auntie, I naturally believe in your character. As long as you don't leak the team's private information and the team's internal privacy at our place, and do your job well, the monthly salary We won't treat you badly..."

The woman seemed to have a docile personality, and she nodded in agreement after hearing Lin Qiuran's words.

"I know all of this."

Lin Qiuran smiled kindly, and a housekeeping contract was drawn up on the spot.

"The team members are resting now, and I will introduce you one by one later... I don't know what your name is yet?"

The woman raised her head and replied softly:

"My surname is Chu, you can just call me Auntie."