80s: Little Sweet Wife

Wu Mei believed it to be true, lowered her head and sniffed hard, but she didn't smell any fish, but she didn't doubt Yan Mingshun's words at all. People with body odor can never smell their own body odor, and she can't smell it either. to the umami of fish.

Yan Mingshun couldn't help but laugh, this little girl is too deceitful!

He noticed that Wu Mei's belly was slightly bulging, and then looking at her frowning brows, he couldn't help but ask, "How much did you eat tonight?"

Wu Mei didn't want to answer, but when he thought of Yan Mingshun's majestic deeds in the future, his feet felt a little soft, his head was a little cloudy, and his mouth was out of control.

"One fish, one plate of fried shredded pork with water bamboo, and two bowls of rice, um, they were all spiky, and they were all eaten up."

The more Wu Mei said, the lower his head, his face was so red that he felt ashamed. The two lotus root cakes before dinner were too embarrassed to say so.

Yan Mingshun didn't think that these foods were too much, he usually eats this much, but he glanced at Wumei's thin body, his brows furrowed even tighter, and his tone took some blame: "Why do you eat so much all of a sudden? ?"

Wu Mei's voice was as thin as a mosquito: "I'm hungry, I ate too much without noticing."

Yan Mingshun didn't believe it too much and asked subconsciously, "Are you really hungry?"

Wu Mei shuddered, "I'm really hungry."

Yan Mingshun didn't ask any more, even though his intuition told him that the reason for this little girl's struggle was not that simple. His cold personality made him never mind other people's business, and his concern for Wu Mei had already exceeded his limit. .

"Wait for me, stand here and don't move."

Yan Mingshun turned and walked away, walking very fast, Wu Mei stood honestly and didn't dare to move at all. When Yan Mingshun came back, she still kept her previous posture, Yan Mingshun shook her head helplessly, this girl is indeed It's wooden.

"I ate the yeast flakes here when I went back."

Yan Mingshun handed a small paper bag to Wu Mei. Yeast tablets can help digestion. Wu Mei's small stomach can't go down after walking all night, so he can only eat yeast tablets.

"Thank you, Brother Mingshun." Wu Mei gratefully took the yeast tablet.

Yan Mingshun twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Go back early, don't eat anymore."

Wu Mei blushed again, this time it was really embarrassing, thinking that she would have to do annoying math problems when she went back, Wu Mei's head was big and her feet were heavy, she would rather walk around the playground a hundred times. Reluctance to do those pesky math problems.

Looking at the small paper bag folded into a triangle in her hand, Wumei's eyes suddenly lit up. There is a ready-made scholar in front of her. Why is she still squeezing her brains here?

"Brother Mingshun, can I ask you a math question?" Wu Mei asked nervously.

Yan Mingshun showed surprise. This was the first time someone asked him a question. Looking at Wu Mei's frightened black eyes like a deer, Yan Mingshun's hard heart softened a little.

"Can."

Wu Mei grinned sweetly, talked about the headache of the swimming pool, and looked at Yan Mingshun expectantly. He should be able to do it, right?

Yan Mingshun obediently picked up a twig on the ground, swiped a few times on the ground, made a few formulas, and even wrote down the answer and pointed it to Wu Mei: "Just do it."

Wu Mei stared at the formula for a long while, as if reading a book from heaven, then looked blankly at Yan Mingshun and asked, "Brother Mingshun, what does this mean?"

Yan Ming straightened his eyebrows. He tried to simplify the formula as much as possible. It was clear at a glance, why couldn't he understand it?

"This is the capacity of the pool, this is the water intake in one hour, and this is the amount of water discharged in one hour. Deducting the water intake from the water discharge, and then dividing the total capacity of the pool, is the time it takes to fill the pool, understand?" Yan Mingshun tried his best to do it. To elaborate, but Wu Mei still did not understand, his eyes turned into mosquito coils, and he shook his head in confusion.

"not understand."

Yan Mingshun: …

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