mtl008 Chapter 183 Saving Private Mutou (3)
Chapter 183 Saving Private Mutou (3)
Ever since moving into this precious birdcage, Mu's daily routine has become ridiculously fixed.
I slept a fixed seven hours and thirty minutes every day, did the same set of relaxing stretches under the supervision of the nanny hired by my father, ate the same meals, and felt the same unbearable hunger every night.
If different knowledge had not been forced into his brain, Mu might really have thought that he had been trapped in the same day for almost half a month.
The good news is that the nanny is a kind person who cares about Xiao Mu. Although she can't change her employer's orders, she still brings some small items that may be useful to Xiao Mu every now and then.
For example, the small bottle of peppermint essential oil that Mu is holding in his hand now. Sniffing it every few minutes can help Mu stay alert and not fall into the food on the table because he is too sleepy.
The food portions are not much to begin with, and if I spill it I’ll be hungry all night.
I usually go hungry for half the night.
"excuse me……"
The servant from Mori Minami's side took the three people to the place and went back to report. The colleagues here will keep a close eye on them, and it is none of their business if anything happens.
Gently pushing open the door of this small duplex, Baihe Sanhui's first impression was that it was crowded - in fact, the area was quite spacious, but it just felt very crowded.
The living room, where the sofa and coffee table have been vacated to house two yoga mats and an exercise bike, is piled high with dripping dishes. The empty space in the kitchen is neatly stacked with bottles and jars of nutritional creams, vitamin supplements, and oatmeal. The entrance and hallway are also filled with boxes filled with books and copybooks, about a third of which have been sealed and marked "read" or "completed studying."
Xiangzi leaned close to Baihe Sanhui's ear and whispered, "It doesn't feel like a residence. It feels more like a classroom, the kind that closes when you're not studying."
Patting Xiangzi's shoulder to reassure her, Baihe Sanhui walked quietly into the living room of the house. Mu was eating his meal in a somewhat listless manner at the moment - it was not a meal with vegetables in the usual sense, but just rice. The colorful rice was probably mixed with a lot of strange supplements, and there were two boiled eggs in a small plate as a source of protein.
Fast forward to the bad news coming from the bodybuilding circle. I forgot the beginning and the middle, but anyway, Little Mutou ascended to the steroid planet, and Coach Milos held an online memorial service.
"Doctor! Sister Taoxiang! And Xiangzi!"
Seeing Kashiwa Sanhui and Xiangzi appear in front of him, Mu suddenly perked up and wanted to greet the three of them, but he fell to the ground without standing firmly. Even until Xiangzi came to Mu and helped him up, he was still unable to stand up on his own.
Momoka said that she had seen this episode and it was Subaru who supported her last time.
When Baihe Sanhui saw Xiangzi helping Xiao Mutou up, he didn't have time to pay attention to these things anymore. Instead, he scolded the maid rudely - who cooked the meal? Who fed the cat? And why did he add so many strange things?
"Oh, I really can't help it," the nanny said, throwing up her hands in frustration. "I know these things aren't good for children, but that's what my employer wants. They also say eating these things is efficient and can save me time studying."
"If you want to take care of Xiao Mu for a few more days, you'd better cook some normal meals for her! If you continue like this for a month or two, you'll be waiting for a new employer!"
Baihe Sanhui was very angry and was in a hurry to open the bottles and jars filled with industrial nutrients and pour them into the toilet... I think I shouldn't have gone into the toilet.
If Mr. Ye Long knows that you have enough money, you can let Xiao Mu change his clothes every day, but please don't hang the washed clothes in the toilet - this is artificial return of the south wind, right?
"Ah, there's nothing we can do about it," the nanny complained again. "Mr. Ruoye said he lived like this in a rented house when he first debuted, and he specifically told us to make sure Mu feels that way, because otherwise he won't understand the hardships he went through in his youth."
Now I understand. If Mr. Ye Long is not a perverted parent, but simply does not know how to educate children, and Mori Minami doesn't care about little Mutou at all, he can only use the Greater East Asia region's signature program of hardship education to train little Mutou.
It's hard, the fist is hard.
Kashiwa Sanhui's face turned red and white, and then he said to the nanny in a gentle voice with a pleasant face: "Does Mr. Ruoye come here often?"
"He hasn't come to see me. He just called to ask and told us to take a few photos so we can check on him."
"Look, how about we do this——"
Kashiwa Sanhui continued to explain in detail as if coaxing an elderly person: "We will take a lot of photos at once, and then send one to Mr. Ruoye when he asks for it. We will delete the photos that have been used once - this way we can take good care of Xiao Mu like a normal child."
The nanny suddenly realized that you young people are smart! Now you don’t have to watch your child suffer anymore!
Don't think that the nanny is happy to see Xiao Mutou live like this, but if Ye Long asks for it, it will be a sacred separation.
Since everything had been discussed, Xiangzi and Taoxiang took the rested little Mutou to take photos to "fake" their work. The nanny waited for them to finish setting up the venue, and then pretended to take photos.
Baihe Sanhui is not doing nothing - the most urgent thing is to cook a proper meal for Xiaomu.
In order to control his figure to become an actor, Xiao Mu was only allowed to consume less than 1,500 calories a day, and not much oil - it would be fine if Xiao Mu fell asleep after eating, but the key is that the child still needs to use his brain to learn!
As expected, fitness starts with brain health. If Mr. Ye Long were alive, he would definitely have a pointed head.
"Auntie Nanny, pour out this bucket of milk powder... Hey, hey, don't pour it all out, pour a quarter of it first - yes, dim the light a little more, Taoxiang, let's take three photos first..."
Crush two boiled eggs with a fork and grind them finely with a spoon, add appropriate amount of flour and rapeseed oil, tan them into a ball, fry them into slightly browned pancakes, and then pour miso sauce thickened with starch on them - it seems that there is a bit too much oil, but Xiao Mutou should not mind, right?
"Make the desk a little messier, and use pens that don't have much ink... Xiangzi, your skirt is in the shot, go away!"
Watching several people and the somewhat guilty nanny meticulously going through the motions, Baihe Sanhui found an angle where he couldn't be photographed, moved to the side of the refrigerator, and began to rummage through the drawers - the only vegetarian items were broccoli and blueberries, as well as countless eggs and corn.
Well, at least I don’t have to worry about little Mutou having stomach problems.
But there was not much room for improvement - even with level 4 cooking skills, he couldn't make anything special out of this. Baihe Sanhui could only make some egg soup and an omelet as the staple food to get by with the meal.
But little Mutou was still very happy making it - he thought the donuts in wwh's hand were as delicious as they were delicious.
But this was just a normal, even simple meal - Baihe Sanhui looked at Mu, who had no etiquette at all and made pancakes, with some worry, and pulled his pigtails leisurely.
How can we let Mu live like a normal person for a few days...