Daughter Chu Ziluo

Chu Heng came in with the leftover noodles from last night.

The noodles were not white at all. They were a little black. Ye Muyu knew that this was a kind of chopped wheat noodles. The texture was a little rough. It was not the kind of wheat noodles that had been refined in her previous life. This was obviously the crude food that could only be seen in the countryside.

Chu Heng walked in and saw the dishes on the table. Seeing Ye Muyu pretending to only eat salted vegetables, his expression turned cold. "If you're willing to eat eggs, why would you only eat the salted vegetables?"

These words were full of sarcasm.

Ye Muyu frowned. Why was this ancient person so difficult to get along with?

Chu Ziluo and Chu Jin did not dare to pick up any more food. They looked at the two adults carefully.

"I have long hands, so I can pick up all the dishes." Ye Muyu replied casually, hinting that Chu Heng was overthinking.

Sure enough, Chu Heng's face darkened. He did not say anything and buried his head in his noodles. However, everyone could feel the unhappiness emanating from him.

Ye Muyu was very calm. She peeled the eggs for the two children and put them in their bowls. Under the surprised eyes of the two children, she said calmly, "Hurry up and eat."

Chu Ziluo realized that her mother had really said that, so she quickly buried her head in her food obediently.

Chu Jin stole a glance at Chu Heng. Seeing that his father was not angry and that there were delicious eggs, he wolfed down half of them in one bite.

Chu Heng watched as his eldest daughter buried her head in the food in her bowl and did not dare to pick up any food. His son was bold, but he was too bold. He did not eat properly and the food fell on the table.

He was furious.

"Ziluo, raise your head and pick up some food."

"Chu Jin, pick up the rice grains on your table and eat them."

Chu Heng's voice was stern. Chu Jin was so scared that his face turned pale. He lowered his head and picked up the rice that he had missed from the table and fed it to his mouth.

Chu Ziluo's hands trembled as she picked up some food.

Ye Muyu frowned slightly. He felt that Chu Heng was too strict, but it was obvious that this person did not have a good impression of her. If she spoke rashly, she was afraid that this meal would not go on.

She did not say anything and only took food for the two children from time to time.

Perhaps it was because Chu Heng, this 'cold father', was around, the meal was especially fast, and he also had a new experience.

It was rare for Chu Ziluo to be stuffed. She rubbed her belly carefully, afraid that she would be discovered.

Chu Jin was terrified. Chu Heng stared at him the entire time. His legs and hands were trembling, and he could not even hold his chopsticks steadily. 

After dinner, Chu Heng put down his bowl and chopsticks.

Ye Muyu had already finished eating.

"I'm going back to the old mansion later."

For a moment, no one answered.

Only then did Ye Muyu suddenly realize that he was talking to her. "Okay, go ahead. Are you coming back for lunch?"

Chu Heng looked at her deeply, and without saying a word, he stood up and walked out.

After Chu Heng left, he left the house.

Chu Jin collapsed on the chair as if he had collapsed. He patted his chest in fear. "Mother, when will Father leave? He's too scary.""

Chu Ziluo did not dare to speak. She stood up and started to clear the dishes.

"Put it down. You don't have to do this job." Ye Muyu noticed her actions and gently asked Chu Ziluo to put it down. She stood up, took the bowl and chopsticks, and walked into the kitchen.

There was still hot water in the pot. Ye Muyu washed the dishes with hot water and placed them in the wooden cupboard on the chopping board.

After washing the dishes, she came out.

Chu Ziluo and Chu Jin only reacted when she entered the central room again.

Chu Ziluo trembled as she stood in front of Ye Muyu. "Mother, it rained last night. I woke up late this morning and didn't wake you up. I didn't do it on purpose…"