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Ten minutes later, Toru Hanazawa sent the location to Oda.

The work efficiency of his subordinates is very high. When Hua Zeto arrived by car, he even finished the decoration of the house...

Hua Ze Tou sent him away without even looking at it, "Let's go, let's go."

What if Oda arrives and sees a man at home?

The subordinate wiped away his sad tears. He didn't praise him for his high work efficiency. What he got in return was ruthless urging, urging to drive him away.

Hua Zetou still doesn't forget her farmer's market, "Don't forget, there will be a farmer's market nearby for me within three days."

The subordinate took a breath and asked softly, "Miss, what do you want from the farmer's market?"

Hua Zetou said mysteriously: "The housewife can't fail."

What the hell, housewife?Miss, you have just entered junior high school, and you have already considered becoming a housewife?

She directly kicked out the constipated subordinate, changed out of the childish rabbit pajamas, put on a mature and seductive outfit, and then rushed to the dressing room to put on makeup.

The subordinates didn't know the cosmetic brands she used frequently, so they directly packed all the beauty products of a certain big brand here.

After she finished her makeup, Oda's phone call happened to come in.

She put on her high heels and went downstairs, and as soon as she got out, she saw Oda leaning against the car.

This car should belong to the owner of the restaurant, and his salary needs to support several adopted children, so he should not be able to afford a car.

Hua Ze rolled down the car window, and the wind gushed in from outside the window, making people feel refreshed.

"This place is a bit remote and the traffic is not convenient. Why did you rent here when you just came back from England?" Oda asked.

Hua Ze smiled and said: "Although the transportation is inconvenient, the environment is very good, and a farmers' market will be opened nearby, so it is convenient for me to cook some food at home."

Oda nodded in agreement, "Although it is far from the city center, the air is fresh and there are many green plants around. The environment is very good."

Toru Hanazawa asked about Oda's progress. He recently encountered a bottleneck, and he became restless when he couldn't concentrate on writing. The literature he wrote was devoid of spirituality and very dry.

She handed the prepared document bag to Oda.

It contains some experience of writing that she asked the brother of a certain ex-boyfriend, a famous dark artist.

It may not be suitable for Oda, but it can be used as a reference.

"I asked an author I know about writing skills and experience. Speaking of which, you should know this author. Last time you mentioned his in-depth portrayal of the dark side of society, and the psychology of the criminals in the book. Very well controlled."

Oda heard the author she was talking about, "You're talking about Asakawa Mitsuru? I really like his writing, which deeply analyzes the dark side of people."

It was only while he was talking that he noticed the point of her words, "Do you know Mitsuru Chaochuan?"

Hua Zetou nodded, "Yes, I know."

While the two of them were chatting, they arrived at the supermarket without knowing it, and when they got off the bus, Hanazawa Toru went straight to the ingredients section.

"Found it, purple cabbage."

Cooking is an unfamiliar field for Oda. Is that pink crystal-like steamed dumpling made of purple cabbage?

He curiously expressed his confusion.

Regarding cooking skills, Toru Hanazawa spoke clearly and logically, just like a housewife with superb cooking skills.

"The skin of crystal steamed dumplings is made of water boiled with purple cabbage, but the water boiled from purple cabbage is blue. To make steamed dumplings with cherry blossoms, you need pink, and you need to add lemon juice to the water boiled from purple cabbage to make it A slightly darker red color so that the dough will turn pink when kneading."

It turns out that cooking also requires chemical knowledge. Add lemon juice to the water of purple cabbage, and the color will change after acid-base neutralization, and new knowledge is acquired.

Oda continued: "Will the flour and the noodles be steamed into a pink and transparent shape? It's really like a crystal."

He saw a small piece of steamed dumpling left over by the wild cat on the ground, and it was hard to imagine that it was made of flour.

"Because wheat starch and corn starch are used in the dough."

Oda is already looking forward to the finished crystal steamed dumplings.

When he first came here, Oda didn't observe the community carefully. There should be construction not far from the community, and it should be the farmer's market that Huaze said.

There are not many users living in the community, especially in the building where Huaze lives. It seems that there is no other living person except her.

The environment in the community is really good, and there is a small garden with plants that even Oda can't name.

The picture in front of him flashed by, and the time suddenly froze, and Oda predicted what would happen in the next few seconds.

Hua Zetou's high-heeled shoes stepped on the door frame, and he was about to fall if his center of gravity was not enough. The ingredients in his hand were scattered all over the floor, and the purple cabbage rolled directly downstairs.

Hanazawa opened the door, looked at the door frame under her feet, and imagined that she would fall gracefully and be rescued by Oda.

As soon as her high heels stepped on the door frame, Oda reminded her in time, "Be careful of falling."

Hanazawa Toru: "..."

The routine has not been completed, and others have reminded her to be careful about falling. If she falls, it will make her look stupid.

She smiled gently, "Thank you for reminding me."

Oda helped to bring the ingredients to the kitchen, and Toru Hanazawa started to clean up the ingredients directly, and drove Oda, who was in a hurry, out of the kitchen.

There are also things that calm men are not good at.

Toru Hanazawa is making crystal steamed dumplings in the kitchen. Through the transparent glass door, Oda can see Toru Hanazawa busy.

It was getting dark, the lights in the house were turned on, and the warm light from the kitchen made him feel the long-lost ironing.

The bottleneck that had been bothering him was suddenly broken, and he pulled out a napkin on the table and took out the pen he carried with him.

The napkin is soft and he needs to be careful not to puncture the napkin.

Although it is very laborious to write, he writes very fascinatingly.

In the plot, the heroes and heroines who leave home worry about trivial matters in life, rush about for money, quarrel, and resent each other, but the lights that are lit in the middle of the night are always there, and the two identical bowls of red bean rice cakes are still on the same table. in a tray.

The "home" that has always been difficult for him to understand and empathize with, today he has a glimpse of a little shadow.

Not much, but enough.

The aroma wafted from the kitchen, and he was hungry after finishing the last touch.

When picking up Huazetou from the restaurant, a few brats hugged his leg and asked if they wanted to find a stepmother for them.

Usually, he never thought of him as a father, and the children who called him by their first names were easily attracted by the food, and began to persuade him to find a stepmother for them. The stepmother had better be the sister who brought them food, otherwise They will not admit it.

There were tears in their eyes, a love of food, and a longing for a mother whose memory was fading.

He adopted them, put them in foster care with the restaurateur, provided for them but couldn't give them the love they wanted.

Or he should indeed give them a "mother" and give himself a home.

Huaze Tou brought out the finished crystal steamed dumplings, and she saw the toilet paper scattered on the table at a glance, with densely packed words written on it with black pen.

Oda tidied up the papers on the table in a panic to make room for her to put the steamed dumplings.

His words couldn't help blurting out in his mouth.

"Can I be your husband, Miss Hanazawa?"

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