Go to open the door of the refrigerator, take out a few eggs, and a few jars, and then go to take out two bowls.

Break the eggs into a bowl and stir while saying, "Although the food here cannot be compared with your big boss's home, at least it can be considered a home-cooked meal, so it won't be inedible."

As he spoke, he turned on the fire and went to open the lid of the pot.

Si Yao: "Hey..."

Before he could even get a reminder, Yuan Che was hit by the pungent smell of sour food.

"Holy shit!" He swore, took two steps back, and coughed "cough, cough, cough."

He didn't expect the smell to be so pungent, and most importantly, he didn't expect there was something in the pot at all.

"Your pot... hasn't been washed for how many days?" Si Yao asked him with a frown.

Whether the food tastes good or not is not as important as whether the food is clean or not.

He hurriedly put down the bowl, pinched his nose with one hand, and carried the pot to the sink with the other hand. He threw it in with disgust and said, "How would I know, I've never used it..."

Si Yao glanced at the full buckets of instant noodles in the trash can and guessed how they had spent the past two days.

Yuan Che was a little embarrassed, after all, he was slapped in the face as soon as the big talk was released.

He said with an embarrassment, "Before, the servants at home were making the food. In the past two days, all the servants collapsed, so we just... made do with it. I don't know... there is still soup in this pot. .�

In the past two days, his mind has been on this virus, and he has been extremely busy. Seeing people in his family falling down one after another, he is now only thinking about finding out what kind of virus this is, and he is also thinking about rushing to kill people. As for what to eat, it is not within the scope of consideration at all, and it can be done as it is convenient.

"Throw this pot away." Si Yao said, "I have asked someone to bring some food over, and it will be here soon. You can pick it up at the door later."

"Me?" Yuan Che was taken aback.

"if not?"

In this room full of people, except for himself, he is the only normal person.

But having said that, looking at him bouncing around with a glowing face, it was in stark contrast to the weakness he had been in the past few days. Not only had his energy recovered, but it had even been greatly enhanced.

And the "gu" the old man mentioned before he fainted, is it possible that this is the function of the voodoo?

Si Yao pondered, looking him up and down, thoughtful.

"What...are you looking at?" Yuan Che looked at him up and down, thinking for a moment, then turned to look at the disliked pot in the sink, "I really didn't know there was soup in there, I promise, in the past two days, I haven�t given your son anything in it.�

After a pause, when he saw that Si Yao was silent, he added guiltily, "I admit that I have eaten instant noodles."

But instant noodles are not a big deal. I have eaten them before, so there is no big harm.

Besides, he doesn�t want to eat instant noodles every day. This is not a special situation and there is nothing he can do about it!

However, Si Yao ignored his explanation and suddenly took two steps forward, grabbed his arm and lifted it up.

Yuan Che panicked for a while, "What are you doing? You..."

"Tear-"

Suddenly he pulled his sleeve up and exposed most of his arm.

"You, eh???" Yuan Che was startled, not understanding what he meant. JrNovels.com