Chapter 2790
When His Eyes Opened
Hazel knew that Robert stayed at home with her out of a sense of responsibility.
In the past, Robert often ate out at night, and then played outside until 9 oâclock before coming back.
âDad, they should be back soon, right?â Hazel asked.
When Dad and the others came back, Robert wonât have to look at Hazel every day.
âWe have to wait for Uncle Eric to be discharged from the hospital.â Robert covered his mouth with his
hand when he said this, âI canât call him Uncle Eric anymore, I have to call him brother-in-law from now
on. â
â Has the matter been settled yet?â The maid came over with a bowl of soup and put it in front of Hazel.
âIt tastes better, try it.â
Hazel smelled a fresh fragrance, immediately picked up the soup spoon, and took a sip: âWell, itâs
thicker than before.â
âTake the lotus root thoroughly. The ribs are boiled and melted. The taste of the pork ribs is completely
boiled.â The servant smiled, âYour mom likes to drink this soup the most.â
âPeople in Bridgedale donât eat lotus root. My mom canât drink such authentic lotus root soup over
there.â Hazel said regretfully, âBut Uncle Eric is about to be discharged from the hospital, and Mom and
the others are coming back soon.â
âDidnât you just say that you wanted to change your name to brother-in-law?â the maid joked.
Robert laughed loudly: âHe hasnât come back yet, Iâll change my words when he comes back.â
Thinking that everything was going in a good direction, Hazelâs appetite whetted.
âBrother, I heard a funny thing from my classmate today.â Hazel shared the funny story with Robert,
âMy classmate found a door-to-door hair-plucking service on Big Sweet Potato. This is the first time Iâve
heard of this kind of service. Do you think itâs funny?â
Robert was also shocked by this service: âHow do they charge for it?â
âItâs charged per head.â Hazel ate with gusto, and said with relish, âIf you have more gray hairs, you will
be charged more, if you have less gray hairs, you will be charged less, or you can charge according to
the number of gray hairs⦠.There are also people who count gray hairs. I really admire people who
can come up with this profitable business, and I admire people who spend money to buy this service.â
âHahaha! It can only be said that the world is full of wonders. There are many poor people. There are
also many rich people. Many rich people do not have jobs. They are very idle. If they are idle, their
behavior may become strange.â Robert analyzed with Hazel, âAs long as it is a service that rich people
need, so there are people who need money to provide services.â
âWell⦠I think there must be people who are curious about pulling out gray hair at home.â
âWould you like to try it?â Robert now had the psychology of seeking novelty.
Hazel couldnât help laughing: âI donât have gray hair! Brother, do you have any?â
âI probably donât have any. Even if I have, just a few! This kind of fee is not easy to charge⦠Maybe it
will basic service fee?â Robert finished his soup and wiped his mouth with a paper towel, âThere are
also those who chat with others.â
Hazel answered: âChat with others?â
Robert: âYes! Have you heard of chatting onlineâ¦there should be door-to-door chatting.â
Hazelâs cheeks flushed suddenly.
âLittle sister, why donât we call for a chat?â Robert had never ordered any door-to-door service, so he
became very interested in door-to-door service.
Parents werenât home right now, so he could call in the door service to try it out and saw what he felt
like.
Hazel was so scared that she almost choked: âBrother, are you talking about serious company chat?â
Robert understood that Hazel wanted to be crooked, and immediately explained: âOf course I mean
serious company chat. I brushed it on the big sweet potato before. Yes. If we find someone who is
good to chat with, maybe he can help us with our homework!â
Hazel: âOh! That person should be seriousâ¦but your homework is so good, you donât need others to
help you with your homework!â
Robert was very playful: âWhy donât I call one to try? We can chat while fighting landlords!â