The Lan Family’s Aid Chapter 9:

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Lan Yan looked up at Yin Xiaodao. He didn't know what expression to make, so he could only remain silent. "Excuse me, what do you do for me?" He said each word very slowly.

In such an environment, Yin Xiaodao explained without even frowning, "I thought you were in danger."

He still said calmly, "You are the biggest danger when you are by my side." Because he would definitely be **** off by her.

However, no matter how much anger Lan Yan had, he could not vent it all under this situation.

Only Yin Xiaodao can help him.

With great effort, he suppressed his anger and asked her to go out and get him some paper. He also specifically stated, "Be low-key and don't make any noise. Remember this." He was really worried about her IQ. Maybe in the afternoon there will be news in the factory about the unofficial story of the dignified factory director borrowing paper from the toilet.

There was no hint of ridicule on Yin Xiaodao's face. She looked down at him squatting on the toilet, nodded and went out.

She helped him close the door before leaving.

As soon as she left, he cursed in a low voice, "Idiot!" And she was the stupidest person he had ever seen. Maybe he should find a numerologist to figure out whether this fool was sent by God to defeat him.

Yin Xiaodao came back again. Instead of kicking the door, he handed him a pack of tissues from underneath.

Lan Yan took a breath and took it.

He never recovered from the incident until he returned to the office.

Lan Yan recalled the scene of Yin Xiaodao pushing open the door and felt depressed. He thought that even if he was beaten up by Lan Yu, it wouldn't hurt him that much. The pain of the beating was only superficial. The experience of running out of paper in the toilet was deeply rooted in his heart. I don’t know if my brother was looked at in vain.

He collapsed on the sofa and asked feebly, "Knife Guard, did you see anything you shouldn't have seen?" If she answered yes, he would immediately jump up and strangle her neck.

"No." She could only vaguely see something, but she couldn't see it clearly. Not a beautiful thing anyway.

"Really not?" He was very doubtful.

Yin Xiaodao shook his head, "No."

He raised his eyes to look at her. Her expression was as usual, and she really didn't show any disturbance. His tone turned stern, "I order you to forget what happened today."

"Okay." She really doesn't take such small things to heart.

Lan Yan is not willing to mention this again to deepen her memory. So he immediately fell silent.

He wants to forget today.

Not only the incident in the toilet, but also Lan Yu's appearance, Lan Yan didn't want to remember it again.

Lan Yu said that he would stay in Xincheng for a while. In the next few days, he did not return to the factory.

Lan Yan wishes that Lan Yu would never show up. But, sooner or later it will appear again.

Because Yin Xiaodao aroused Lan Yu's interest.

This is a very unfortunate thing. There are only two consequences for those who oppose Lan Yu: one surrenders and the other is defeated and dies. With Yin Xiaodao's character, the possibility of the former is not high.

Lan Yan doesn’t want to offend Lan Yu because of her.

The only solution now is to take action step by step.

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The agent introduced two or three houses before, but Lan Yan didn't like them. Li Yonghua continued to entrust an agent to find a luxuriously decorated rental house.

These days, Lan Yan and Yin Xiaodao are still staying in the hotel.

Lanyan's stay is quite comfortable.

Among the basic necessities of life, what he is most dissatisfied with is food.

In the factory canteen, chili is the main dish every day. Lan Yan had to complain to the lady in charge twice every time she went there. Later, the kitchen chef specially made a light stir-fried pork with cabbage. But it still makes Lan Yan very spicy.

So, he never went to the cafeteria again.

It’s not good to go to restaurants every day. Near the factory, there are all simple food stall-style restaurants. Perhaps because of the uncleanness, Lan Yan has been suffering from indigestion these days, which makes him not even want to go to restaurants.

On this day, Lan Yan skipped work and went back to the hotel to sleep. After getting up, he began to think about where to go for dinner in the evening. He wanted to have a serious meal today. He was really hungry.

The famous restaurants in Xincheng are all in the city center. The only public vehicle in the factory is the broken bread. Lan Yan looked dangerous, so he took a taxi whenever he went out.

Unexpectedly, halfway through, his stomach hurt again. He quickly got out of the car with Yin Xiaodao and went straight to the bathroom in the mall.

Yin Xiaodao followed him and asked kindly, "Do you need tissues?"

Lan Yan turned around and glared, "Didn't I tell you to forget this?"

"If a week passes, you will never forget it." Even if it is a small thing, it will take some time to fade away.

"..." Lan Yan didn't have time to teach Yin Xiaodao a lesson and hurried into the bathroom.

This incident strengthened his belief that he could no longer eat gutter oil.

It was a coincidence that Li Yonghua called in the afternoon and said that a house in a high-end community was available and asked Lan Yan if he had time to check it out.

Of course Lan Yan is available. He pretends to be the factory director, does not care about anything, and is very idle.

The house has two bedrooms and one living room. Southeast facing. Facing the community landscape, it's quite quiet.

Lan Yan casually looked around in the living room and bedroom, and then went to the kitchen to stay for a while.

Yin Xiaodao followed closely.

Lan Yan opened the cupboard and looked at the microwave inside, "Knife Guard, can you cook?"

"No." Hengguan has a dedicated chef responsible for the food. She spends all her time in martial arts and has no time to master kitchen skills.

The answer didn't surprise him. He closed the cabinet door and asked casually, "Aside from fighting and killing, what else are you good at?"

"Traditional Chinese medicine." What Hengguan advocates is that there is no separation between medicine and martial arts. While paying attention to traditional martial arts, we also pay attention to the medical theory of meridian qi and blood, especially the area of ​​traumatology. Hengguan has been a well-known traditional Chinese medicine doctor in Xijing since his grandfather's generation.

Lan Yan lowered his lips and asked, "Do you have a medical diploma?" There is an essential difference between a medical graduate and a charlatan.

"No." Hengguan is passed down from generation to generation, and what is passed down are only the notes of the ancestors.

"As the saying goes, practice martial arts in troubled times, and practice literature in prosperous times." He weighed down the gas stove, with a little dust on his fingers. "In this day and age, if you don't have an education, just go with the northwest wind. If you have low education and can't even cook, whoever marries you in the future will be unlucky."

"You don't need to worry." Yin Xiaodao has never thought about the marriage. All she was worried about was the future of Hengguan.

"I have no time to worry. I sympathize with your future husband." After saying that, he smiled sarcastically, "However, with your indistinguishable androgynous appearance, whether you can find a husband is still a question."

She said flatly, "If you can't find it, don't look for it."

Lan Yan suddenly remembered.

When Yin Xiaodao was exercising with a man on the bed, she was so aggressive that she pressed the man on top of her. If the man didn't comply, she would punch him.

Thinking of this, Lan Yan trembled.

Being her husband is really miserable.

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Lan Yan is very satisfied with this house. The furniture is fully furnished and the kitchen is clean. The surrounding environment is also decent, and you can move in immediately.

He decided to start the stove here at night.

Lan Yan asked Li Yonghua to deliver his luggage in the afternoon. Then, he and Yin Xiaodao went to the supermarket.

After Lan Yan came to Xincheng as the factory director, all the ambush attacks seemed to disappear. He couldn't help but feel comfortable, "Knife Guard, I think you are useless now. Who would come to this hellish place to kill me."

"After three months, I will leave naturally." Yin Xiaodao pushed the shopping cart and looked around. She is more alert in crowded places.

"Humph." He turned his head and walked directly to the fresh food area.

She was a little surprised when she saw him throwing a lot of vegetables and raw meat into the shopping cart. But I didn’t ask in detail.

Lan Yan not only bought vegetables and meat, but also bought all the pots, pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. Before checking out, I asked her to carry a small bag of Thai fragrant rice.

Kitchenware such as pots and pans are handed over to the service desk for delivery. As for other vegetables, Lan Yan only carried two bags of vegetables. Otherwise, he threw it to Yin Xiaodao.

Yin Xiaodao has a lot of bags in his hands, but it’s not difficult for him. Her attention was behind her. She vaguely felt that someone was following them. She looked for that line of sight, but was blocked by the crowd.

The person who was following seemed to be just following and not taking any action.

She looked down and approached Lan Yan.

He was displeased when he noticed it, "Why are you so close?"

"It is my mission to protect you." She was observing the surroundings with the corner of her eye.

"It's your mission to make me angry to death." Lan Yan felt that he had been so angry that his life span had been shortened by a few years.

Yin Xiaodao ignored his bad words. She glanced at the big fish and meat in her hands, and finally asked, "Who cooks?"

"Me." Lan Yan replied lazily.

Yin Xiaodao didn't quite believe what he said. However, she is not picky about food and can tolerate it as long as it is not too unpleasant. Even if he cooks a bowl of instant noodles, she can still fill her stomach.

To her surprise, his cooking skills were superb.

Lan Yan in the kitchen has a sudden change of temperament. Whether it is the skill of cutting vegetables or the movements of stir-frying, they are all seamlessly connected.

Yin Xiaodao was very curious. After looking at his back for a while, he stood next to him.

"I'm warning you." Lan Yan held the spatula and said coldly, "If you dare to drip saliva into the pot, I will shovel you to death."

She looked up at him. "Okay." He often yelled at her fiercely, and she was used to it. He was just cruel, which was completely different from Lan Yu's sinister murderous aura.

Lan Yan was too lazy to pay attention to her. He tossed the pot, twisted some salt in his right hand, and sprinkled it into the pot.

Yin Xiaodao suddenly looked forward to today's dinner.

Three dishes and one soup.

Boiled shrimp, fresh squid with luffa, garlic minced cabbage, and crucian carp soup.

Yin Xiaodao looked at Lan Yan with admiration.

Lan Yan glanced at the rice cooker and said with a smile, "Knife Guard, I have prepared four bowls of rice for you. This rice is very expensive, don't waste a grain of rice on me."

Yin Xiaodao nodded. She always had a big appetite, and she just ate without any hesitation. She felt that his craftsmanship was comparable to that of the chef in Hengguan. It tastes much better than the restaurants we ate at a few days ago.

Seeing how supportive Lan Yan was of her, she suddenly felt that it was very homely for two people like her to have dinner together.

Perhaps because this meal was cooked by his own hands, he had this inexplicable illusion. Or maybe it was because the chandelier in the restaurant was too warm and yellow in color, which made him fantasize.

After Lan Yan came to his senses, he felt ridiculous.

This object that is neither male nor female will soon be separated from itself.

Where does the sense of home come from?