Married to his uncle after being divorced by the male lead [Transmigration Book]

After using Yu Ziyu for a day, he became familiar with Erlian.

He helped to take good-looking photos. When the instructors were about to assemble in advance, he said, "The teacher asked me to record the singing", so that the students could sit comfortably and practice singing. There are also some common topics for chatting.

The most familiar ones are playing games together.Coincidentally, the classmates who played with him were all in the 303 dormitory, and they asked him to drop by when they were familiar with the game.

The dormitories are all their own.Once the door is closed, you can say anything.

Miao Han is the temporary head of the dormitory, so he said first: "Yu Ziyu, do you want to celebrate together when the show is over?"

Yu Ziyu remembered the chat records of the class group, but seeing Miao Han's expression, he thought it was not the same thing, so he tentatively asked, "What day?"

"Tuesday." Miao Han explained, "It's just our dormitory plus a few neighbors, and a few students from the economics class. It's different from class activities. You can't drink alcohol in class activities, and you have to look at the teacher's face when you talk, which is boring."

Yu Ziyu nodded, "Okay. What time?"

"Not sure, I'll make a group to chat with. Don't worry, we won't be called Ji Qiguang."

Miao Han was straightforward, and Yu Ziyu didn't go around the bush, "Thank you."

Miao Han smiled, "Thank you, I didn't want to call him at first. He's putting on a show, and he would say that the taste is too strong even if he eats a barbecue. It doesn't have the umami taste of sashimi at a Michelin restaurant."

Miao Han imitated Ji Qiguang's serious expression and tone, quite alike.

Others also began to complain, "Yes, yes, the funny thing is that he pretended for a long time, went to the toilet when he paid, and only said he wanted a treat when he came back."

"He is short of money right now, and we can't call him."

"He will be short of money? Didn't he just bought a pair of shoes two days ago?"

"I returned the goods today, sneaking like a thief, making the courier suspect where his things came from. Oh, and he also pushed back the class activities. It's really poor to give up such a good opportunity to pretend to be aggressive."

Yu Ziyu was thoughtful.

No wonder Ji Qiguang looked at him more and more cruelly.

He didn't need to check, he also knew that Ji Qiguang had accepted Fu Lifan's benefits.Among other things, Ji Qiguang probably swallowed up the [-] he returned last time.

He ignored Fu Lifan, Fu Lifan gave up, Ji Qiguang couldn't make money, of course he had hatred.

If you hate it, you can hate it, and you can't make any splashes.

Yu Ziyu didn't think too much, and discussed with his friends where to go on Tuesday.

This play also meant to celebrate his birthday in advance, Fu Han was not happy to celebrate it for him, and he couldn't run out of the hospital to find someone else to play with, so he moved the celebration to Tuesday, and just ate noodles on Wednesday.

Yu Ziyu is not very interested in birthday cakes, but likes to eat noodles.

Grandma would make him a bowl of tomato and egg noodles every year, and over time it became a birthday ritual.This ceremony became more important after grandma passed away.

He thought of his grandma, so he felt that it was so bad to wear a book.He is considered a left-behind child, and was placed in his hometown by his parents to be brought up by his grandmother.He has long adapted to life without his parents' company, but he thinks that he can't go to the cemetery to chat with his grandma during Qingming.

"Yu Ziyu?" Miao Han waved his hand, "Why are you in a daze?"

Yu Ziyu found that he had a bitter face, so he pretended to be acting, "I'm thinking about a serious question, whether to eat hot pot or barbecue."

Miao Han said cheerfully, "Eat them all!"

Yu Ziyu made a deal with his friends, and turned around to explain to Fu Han, "Husband, can I go play with my classmates next Tuesday night? I went to a self-help place near the school, the staff is not complicated, and the bodyguard said that ambush protection is no problem."

Fu Han didn't care much about him, he still had to do some superficial work.

Fu Han asked one more question this time, "Can't you go during the day?"

"They're going to sleep in."

"Well, come back at 9 o'clock."

Yu Ziyu was confused, "So early?"

Fu Han said indifferently, "It takes an hour to come back from school, and no one is allowed to enter or leave the hospital after 10 o'clock."

Yu Ziyu was even more confused, "Is there such a rule?"

Fu Han didn't speak, just cast a sideways glance.

Yu Ziyu immediately understood, "Understood, I will be back at 9 o'clock, and I will definitely go to the hospital at 10 o'clock. You were still awake at that time, right? I came to see you and say good night to you."

Fu Han ignored people and turned over the documents in hand.

Yu Ziyu made fun of himself, pouted and left.

On Tuesday, Yu Ziyu set off at 5 o'clock, and inexplicably received a lot of concern.

Doctor: "Don't drink alcohol. Alcohol is not good for your health."

The cook: "Why do you have to go out to eat? Is it because my cooking is not delicious?

Doorman: "I'll close the door on time, so you can make a bed in the yard when you come back late."

Yu Ziyu was puzzled: I went out to eat a buffet, and the whole hospital knew about it?When did these people pay so much attention to me?

No matter what, he went out anyway, and took a look upstairs when he got in the car.

With the curtains drawn in Fu Han's room, he couldn't see anything.

Well, I really don't care about him.

At 20:43, Fu Han put down the book he hadn't moved much, "It's 9 o'clock."

Luo Kai resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and answered patiently, "You said the same thing 10 minutes ago. We have already urged Yu Ziyu, he should have settled the bill."

"What's the bill for self-service."

"Oh... that's walking out of the restaurant. Don't worry, he'll be back on time."

Fu Han snorted softly, "Whatever."

Luo Kai couldn't hold back this time, and rolled his eyes: Then what are you asking.

Fu Han read two more pages of the book and put it down, "Where's the cake?"

"I've ordered it. It's the same as what he ordered last time, a four-piece cake of mango, durian, chocolate, and strawberry. Oh, he just said that he was not full, so he asked the cook to help prepare the ingredients, saying that he would cook the tomato and egg noodles by himself."

Fu Han frowned, "He cooks?"

"I also think it's unreliable. Don't worry, the cook is awake and can take over at any time."

Fu Han returned to his indifferent face, "I'm only worried that the kitchen will be destroyed."

Luo Kai was used to it, and said with a smile, "Yes, for the kitchen."

An hour later, Yu Ziyu came back.He chattered at the door, brought supper to the guards, doctors and nurses, brought cigarettes to the cook, and coaxed: "I'm afraid you've worked hard, so I bought food from outside. These things must be far from what you make. They'll respect you more if they eat it."

When the cook was happy, he laughed loudly.

Fu Han could hear it in the ward, and frowned.

Yu Ziyu came to the ward after coaxing others, "Husband, I'm back! I wanted to rush to you as soon as possible, but they cared about me when they went out, so I have to express my gratitude."

Fu Han was speechless.

It's what he told those people to care about.He was at the back of those people.

Yu Ziyu continued, "I haven't been drinking, I've been eating. I'll take care of what they can't finish... Tomorrow is my birthday. I'll cook some tomato and egg noodles for supper, and I'll start eating at 0:[-]."

"can you cook?"

"It's not difficult to cook noodles. Would you like to try my cooking?"

Fu Han still had no hope, "No."

Yu Ziyu lowered his eyes, tugged at the pillow, "Oh..."

Fu Han felt very pitiful, and asked a little more, "Why tomato and egg noodles?"

"Tradition! I don't eat cake for my birthday, just a bowl of egg noodles with tomato."

"..."

Fu Han thought of the cake he ordered and fell into deep thought.

Yu Ziyu was used to his silence, so he didn't take it seriously, "I smell like barbecue, go take a shower first. If you go to bed early, I'll say good night to you first. If you haven't slept at 0:[-], you can go to Will the restaurant accompany me?"

Fu Han nodded, "Well, not sleepy."

"Yeah, thank you husband." Yu Ziyu finished happily and ran away.

After waiting for a while, Fu Han sent a message to Luo Kai: [No cake, eat it. 】

Luo Kai: 【Huh?I don't like to eat. 】

Fu Han ignored it and went to the restaurant to have a look.

The cook was looking at the cigarettes from Yu Ziyu, and only raised his head when he heard the sound of the wheelchair, and saw that Fu Han almost fell to the ground, "Mr. Fu, why are you here?"

"What did Yu Ziyu ask you to prepare?"

"Native eggs, sand-turned tomatoes, chopped green onions, and this enamel bowl... Maybe it's feelings."

Fu Han looked at the retro enamel bowl decorated with big red flowers, unable to understand.

It stands to reason that Yu Ziyu lived in Fu Xun's house with his mother who was a nanny since he was born.Fu Xun's family especially likes to pretend, why would they use such plain tableware?

Yu Ziyu pays attention to feelings, so he shouldn't want these things.

Fu Han didn't understand, but didn't say anything.

At 11 o'clock, Yu Ziyu came, wearing an apron, full of momentum, "It's started!"

However, the cooking skills are mediocre.

The eggs go down when the pot is not hot, and they are smashed with chopsticks. The original flavor of the tomato is very good. I have to add a tablespoon of sugar. The green onion is beautifully cut, but it was put into the pot early, and the color changed when it came out. .

"Deng Deng!" Yu Ziyu still has the face to add a voice effect, "It's done."

Fu Han glanced at the cook next to him.

The cook sighed leisurely, "Do you need me to do it?"

Yu Ziyu immediately said, "Make it for my husband, I'll just eat this bowl!"

"I don't want to eat." Fu Han shook his head and signaled the cook to go out with his eyes.

The cook was out, and they were the only ones left in the restaurant.

Yu Ziyu sat down and stirred the noodles happily, "That's what we want, if it's done too well, it won't look like it."

"Like who?"

"Uh..." Yu Ziyu hesitated before saying, "There is a grandma who treats me very well and makes me noodles every year."

Fu Han thought about Yu Ziyu's life experience.If there is no father, there will be no grandma. It may be the nanny hired by Fu Xun's family.

Yu Ziyu was not in a hurry to eat, and looked at the time, "There are still 20 minutes until 0:[-]."

Fu Han was looking at the bowl of noodles.

If the nanny really made noodles like this, the cooking skills are really bad.

Yu Ziyu found out, and helped the bowl of noodles talk, "It doesn't look very good, but it tastes warm and sweet. I eat noodles made by my grandma every year, and I think tomato egg noodles should taste like this."

Yu Ziyu was talking, staring at the noodles in a daze.His eyes gradually watered, his nose turned a little red, and the corners of his lips were pursed, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Fu Han noticed it, "Do you want to cry?"

Yu Ziyu wiped his eyes, "No, I was suffocated by the heat."

Fu Han didn't speak any more, nor did he look at Yu Ziyu again.He felt that Yu Ziyu just wanted to cry and was just ashamed to be seen.If that's the case, he shouldn't poke it.

Yu Ziyu also stayed quietly.

It's time for Fu Han to miss the time when the little chatterbox is blah blah blah.Noisy, but full of energy, smiling and yelling at each husband, dancing and dancing when it comes to excitement, how lively.

The little chatterbox quieted down, how pitiful.

After waiting for a while, Fu Han found that Yu Ziyu's head was getting lower and lower, and he felt something was wrong.He hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand, and put it lightly on Yu Ziyu's shoulder.

Yu Ziyu suddenly raised his head and forced a smile, "Husband, won't you give me a birthday present?"

"What do you want?"

"do not know."

"If you want to buy it yourself, there is no upper limit for that card."

"Oh……"

Yu Ziyu continued to be in a daze.

Fu Han knew that he was not good at chatting, so he remained silent.

At 0:[-], the clock beeps.

Yu Ziyu regained his cheerful look, "Let's eat noodles!"

However, the noodles have been left for 20 minutes.

The soup had been sucked dry, and the chopsticks could not pull out a single noodle when poked in. Instead, they were used as a fulcrum to pry the cake-shaped lump of noodles from the bottom of the bowl.

Yu Ziyu hesitated for a moment, then gnawed on it.

It's like eating pie.

After two bites, the noodle cake fell off the chopsticks and hit the bottom of the enamel bowl.

Duang.Buzzing, Yu Ziyu was stunned.

Fu Han couldn't hold back, and chuckled lightly.

Yu Ziyu was frozen there, but turned his head when he heard the laughter.Seeing that smile, he blinked, the bottom of his eyes gradually glowed with water, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"Honey, you laughed. This is the best gift, thank you."

Fu Han was taken aback for a moment, but couldn't move his eyes away from Yu Ziyu's sweet smile.

Little chatterbox, really cute.