My wife is a second generation zombie

Chapter 15: Irregular use of fire, tears from relatives

"Let's go back!"

Continuous eyelid jumping made Han Feng feel uneasy.

Packed up his things, asked the manager for leave, and set off on his way home.

Get out of the subway and go downstairs.

Han Feng looked all the way over.

There were no fire trucks, no ambulances, and no police cars.The old men and women in the community are still playing cards leisurely.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Mumu shouldn't have caused any major incidents.

Take the elevator upstairs.

Turn around the corner of the building and come to the door of the house.

Take out the key and insert it into the lock, then hold the doorknob.

"Why does this door feel a little wrong?"

Han Feng lifted it up hard, and it felt different from the previous hand feeling. There seemed to be a pulling force inside the door. If he hadn't stabilized it, there would always be a feeling that it would fall inside.

"The door needs to be changed."

He shook his head, turned the key to open the door, and pushed again.

Ok?
There seems to be a problem with the direction in which this door opens?
While he was in a daze.

boom!
The door was gorgeous and fell towards the inside.

This is so...

Is this a burglary or a burglary?

Han Feng instantly became nervous.

Although there was a problem with the door before, it is not so bad.

Wait,

Something seems wrong.

Look at this broken door...

A thief would not be so clumsy and forceful, nor would it be like this to break into a house and rob a door.

Besides, no one would do that now.

and so……

A thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

Could it be Lin Mumu who did it?
The more he thought about it, the more likely it was!
The corner of Han Feng's mouth twitched.

Lin Mumu had already broken two things in just two days.

Counting the washing machine should be three.

This guy is not only a foodie, but also has Erha physique?

"The eyelid twitch should be this?"

Han Feng let out a sigh of relief.

It's just that this is not a big problem, just spend a little more money, or fix it yourself.

"You're back!"

Lin Mumu appeared in the living room, a little strange.

It's not time to come back as I told her.

"This one……"

Han Feng pointed to the door.

"I made it, but I really just listened to what you said, and I used a little bit to lift the door up."

Lin Mumu said with a sneer.

A little more force...

Han Feng felt helpless.

It's been less than 48 hours since the last time I tried a little harder.

Sighing, he replied, "It's not your fault that the door is broken, it's already a bit broken. I'll fix it today, and just find someone to replace it with a new one someday."

"Oh, it's really not my problem."

Lin Mumu looked at the door on the ground, thoughtful.

Han Feng: "..."

……

"What are you eating? It smells so good..."

Han Feng didn't intend to say more about the door, so he changed the subject.

"Roast chicken, do you want some?"

Lin Mumu replied.

Han Feng nodded, and when he smelled the fragrance, he also began to salivate.

"Where did you buy this roast chicken? I remember that there is no roast chicken shop around that doesn't seem to be as delicious."

Han Feng asked while eating.

The grilled chicken in front of me is very crispy and the meat is soft.

There is no seasoning, but it tastes very good.

"Oh, I didn't buy it, I baked it myself."

Lin Mumu said vaguely that she had just bitten a large piece of chicken.

"Bake it yourself??!"

Han Feng was stunned for a moment.There was an oven at home, but he rarely used it and never taught Lin Mumu how to use it.

The usage of the oven is quite complicated.

Lin Mumu...

Ok?
This product is not baked on a natural gas stove, is it?

A bad premonition welled up in his heart.

"Where did you bake it?" Han Feng asked.

Lin Mumu pointed to the kitchen, and replied: "Over there, that thing is not bad, you can control the size of the fire at will. It's quite convenient to bake."

"Have you turned off the fire?"

Han Feng tried his best to keep smiling.

"Turn off the fire, what turn off the fire?"

Lin Mumu was slightly puzzled.

After a pause, as if he understood what Han Feng said, he said again, "Shouldn't it be off?"

She wasn't even sure.

It's okay after the first chicken is roasted.

the second one,
I patronized and ate without paying special attention.

"This stuff..."

Han Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly stood up and ran towards the kitchen.

When I saw that there was no flame on the stove, I felt a little more relaxed.

Lin Mumu must have remembered wrongly...

wrong.

Why does the switch seem to be on?
Also, there seems to be a natural smell?
Han Feng buzzed his nose a few times, feeling something was wrong.

Depend on!
This bastard is really irrelevant.

He hastily turned on the switch of the stove, turned off the gas switch, and opened all the windows in the kitchen.

He breathed a sigh of relief after all this was done.

A look of fear appeared on his face.

Fortunately, the eyelids jumped back early today, otherwise, the natural gas release would have filled the entire room.

When the time comes, hehe!

"Han Feng, what's wrong?"

Lin Mumu was a little surprised standing in the kitchen.

Isn't there no fire?
Why is he so nervous?

"It's nothing! Wait for me to popularize the science with you later, so that when the fire is not used properly, the relatives will cry."

Seeing Lin Mumu's expression, Han Feng squeezed out a smile.

Lin Mumu couldn't be blamed for this matter.

Strictly speaking, it was his dereliction of duty.

Natural gas is inherently dangerous and needs to be educated with Lin Mumu in advance.

But how can this product be used?
……

"How do you feel after watching these videos?" Han Feng asked.

In order to teach Lin Mumu the rules for using fire, he deliberately found several explosion videos caused by forgetting to turn off the natural gas, looking for the most tragic ones.

"Is this thing really powerful?"

Lin Mumu's expression was a little stiff.

In the few videos Han Feng found, the people in them were horrible.

Either it was missing arms or legs, or it was almost burnt to a black charcoal.

She didn't pay much attention to it before, she just felt that this thing was the same as the firewood before, and it didn't have much impact if it was placed there.

"Well, so in the future, it is a necessary principle to keep people away from the fire. Otherwise, like what you did just now, if it keeps burning, it may ignite other things, otherwise it will be even more terrible if it is blown out by the wind. Then, with a bang, the whole house was about to be overturned."

Han Feng replied.

The situation in the kitchen just now was probably blown out by the wind, which is much more terrifying than keeping it burning there.

"I remember."

Lin Mumu nodded.

"I'll take you out to buy a mobile phone later. Call me if you have any questions later."

"cell phone?"

Lin Mumu showed a puzzled expression.

She didn't quite understand what Han Feng said.

"Oh, it's a thing that transmits sound across thousands of miles. With it, you can communicate with me at any time, even if I'm thousands of miles away. Like today's situation, if you have a mobile phone, you can ask me."

Han Feng explained,
"In addition to this, the mobile phone has many other interesting functions, and you will know when you buy it back."

"Ok!"

Lin Mumu responded.

I am looking forward to it.

Thousands of miles, this thing is a bit fun.

After thinking about it, he said, "When are we going to go out?"

"Fix the door first!"

"Oh……"

(End of this chapter)