not a monster

Chapter 239 I'm a Chifu
On February [-]st, school will start on the [-]nd tomorrow. During the winter vacation of the third year of high school, pay attention to the formality. Everyone knows that they have passed it.

Invited by Su Xiaoxin, Po Nu and Wang Xilou went to play with her today, as if they went to Xiaowu Town.

Feng Wuli wants to stay at home to catch up with homework.

Wanwan is the store keeper, sitting on the steps in front of the incense shop and eating snacks. When someone comes to ask where is your adult, she will pick up the customer with a twitch, and she can just tell the customer what she wants to buy and just tell Wanwan what she wants to buy.

If you sell something, you trot in to follow suit and claim credit unreasonably.

Wang Xilou took a lot of photos for him, half of the scenery and half of the people, and sometimes a bunch of tens of seconds of voice.

Feng Wuli didn't want to hear it.

Long press, WeChat to text.

The success is half, because Wang Xilou is from a different village, and the Junsha accent passed down from the Ming Dynasty sometimes becomes nonsensical after being translated into words.

But it doesn't prevent him from knowing exactly what she wants to express.

A quarter is unhealthy nonsense.

Four out of one say how it went.

Four points one said let him be more intimate with Po Nu, usually when Po Nu wants to hug and kiss him, don't always refuse... This should be Po Nu pretending.

He also said that someone came to strike up a conversation with them just now, and was driven away by Po Nu without any mercy, and Po Nu was expecting them to call for people to surround them... It was enough to fear that the world would not be chaotic.

In the end, Wang Xilou told me not to eat takeaway in a very old mother's way.

Feng Wuidean thought about it, clicked on it one by one, and listened to it one by one.

The logic is not very clear, what comes to mind, what to say, and from time to time, oh yes yes yes, Feng Wuli couldn't help but laugh when he heard it.

The little zombies at home are so cute.

Feng Wuli didn't eat takeaway, Chifu made lunch.

Seeing the 1.5-meter-zero little loli scrambling in the kitchen in an obviously ill-fitting apron, Feng Wuli couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Entered the kitchen and made trouble for her, then got kicked out.

I've seen it all, but it's not that he doesn't want to help.

It is as delicious as Wang Xilou's.

Feng Wuli boasted that she could become a chef, Chifu looked disdainful, but his eyes were full of air, he forgot to take off his apron, and stood at the door of the kitchen with a spoon in cotton mop, just like a little cook.

"That's right." She ran upstairs, took out a rag doll, and stuffed it into Feng Wuli's arms: "It's up to you to keep it."

"This is the little penguin caught that day." He naturally remembered.

"I've kept it for a month, now it's your turn." She said casually, flicking her high ponytail, Feng Wuli really wanted to grab it.

The doll was in Feng Wuli's hands, and the tip of his nose smelled faintly faint fragrance.

He brought the little penguin closer and sniffed, a little surprised: "There is a faint fragrance, do you usually sleep with it at night?"

She blushed so much that she bled, and hurriedly wanted to snatch it back: "Don't smell it!"

"It's mine now, why am I not allowed to smell it?" Feng Wuli held it up high.

"You, anyway...you can't smell it!" She stepped on her feet and tried to snatch it back, but she couldn't reach it, her eyes were full of panic.

Yes, the adolescent rebellious sister's character is instantly broken.

This girl's film... Don't listen to it if you don't hear it, Feng Wuli is always very indulgent to the young Wang Xilou.

Today, the wind outside could harden his face. In the afternoon, he went back to the living room on the second floor to catch up on his comprehensive homework. There were two math papers, one English paper and one Chinese paper next to him.

Going back to check during the winter vacation, the sand is very strict, and if you don’t do your homework, you have to ask your parents.

Feng Wuli no longer wanted Wang Xilou to be the parent, and the relationship between the two had unknowingly become delicate, until half a year ago when the screen was broken, she could no longer be her own parent.

A dozen papers and a pile of exercise books, he rushed from last night to this afternoon, and now he began to doubt his life.

It is impossible to do it, so I just take pictures and search for questions, and then copy it up like this.

But there are so many...

Pick up the phone and click on Alipay, after fingerprint unlocking, click on Yu'ebao, look at the string of numbers, and then look back at the papers on the table.

Why do high school students have to do papers...

Forget it, Wang Xilou has been looking forward to a college student in her family, and she has been thinking about it for more than ten years.

The door of the room was pushed open, and Shafu came out.

She wore a bun today, with a few disobedient strands of hair falling on her forehead. She wore a wooden-colored gown with wide-leg denim overalls. The trousers had to be rolled up twice, and she was wearing a pair of classic Converse high-top shoes. The feet are particularly small.

These are the clothes that Po Nu chose for her. They say they are milky and sweet, and the ruler has no special requirements for what to wear.

There is also a cross-body bag, pink, with princess stickers and shiny plastic crystals on it. Only elementary school girls will like it, and it has to be a lower grade girl. Senior elementary school girls already like the monthly brothers on the Internet. .

She turned cold again, as if she had cut off from the anxious and angry Chifu in the past, and now she was the cold and inaccessible Chifu again.

I have to say, a chifu with an aura that strangers should not get close to, dressed so cutely, the contrast is overwhelming.

Feng Wuli was immediately influenced by the outside world, turned his head and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go, go..." Chifu was about to answer in a daze, but immediately snorted softly after realizing it: "Where I go is none of your business."

"It's not about you." Feng Wuli didn't mind that she always stabbed himself.

"……Humph!"

He didn't understand what the humming sound meant, but he guessed it was shyness, then embarrassment.

"Can't you say it?" Feng Wureason was curious.

"The little girl said in the group that I have work to do today, and I'm going to distribute leaflets." She was still checking whether the bag at her waist was full.

"I'm going to ride your bike too."

"That's it." He replied dryly, and found that no one took him to escape the sea of ​​homework.

Looking at those papers and tutorial books, his eyes were distracted and he was about to let himself go, but soon, he said again: "By the way, are you short of money?"

Chifu looked at him skeptically, and nodded in acknowledgment.

A joke, Maidao’s Melaleuca is 15 yuan a piece, tea-colored taro ball bobo is 17 yuan a cup, Aunt He’s beef offal is 20 yuan a piece, and there are Bobo chicken, boneless chicken feet, and Junsha stinky tofu , fatty sausage noodles...

Si Liu, I can't think about it anymore.

Chifu swallowed, but his expression remained calm.

"How much do you spend an hour delivering flyers?"

"……12 dollars."

Feng Wuli asked again: "How many hours a day do you work?"

"There is no fixed one. From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] this afternoon, if I can't rush there before [-]:[-], I won't accept it."

He asked: "Is it 36 ​​yuan?"

Chifu remained silent, still looking for her small satchel, as if she was still checking to see if she had all her things.

One hour from 12:24 to [-]:[-], one hour from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], and one hour from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], a total of three hours, one hour is [-] yuan, two hours plus twelve is [-] yuan...

"A total of three hours, it must be 36." She looked speechless, as if you asked such a simple question.

At the end, I added a sentence: "Otherwise, how much could it be?" It seems that I know that today's salary is 36 yuan.

The latter sentence was somewhat deliberate, but Feng Wuli ignored it.

"Very short of money..."

Feng Wuli looked at the phone, opened Alipay, opened Yu'ebao, saw the string of numbers, and then looked at Chi Fu with a cold face.

……

Half an hour later, Feng Wuli sat on the sofa and watched the replay of Legend of Sword and Fairy, and looked at the struggling little girl from time to time.

"Don't hunch over." He reminded kindly.

Chi Fu frowned and looked at him, then picked up the phone, clicked on the strange software, took a picture, and his eyes lit up when he saw that there were so few words in this answer.

He leaned over and continued to write.

This idiot actually asked me to give her fifty yuan after writing these, and it's time for her to earn 50 yuan easily!

Looking up, there are still three papers!

He bowed his head and continued to write.

"I remember to imitate the handwriting a little bit."

Chifu ignored him, lay down on the table and buried his head very low, because his buttocks were sitting too far back, and his two short legs could not touch the ground in the air, swaying gently one after the other.

Feng Wuli was still gossiping: "Don't put your head on the table, be careful of myopia."

Chifu finally raised his head and gave him an impatient look.

This man is so annoying!

Reluctantly sitting up straight, her buttocks moved forward, her feet touched the ground, and her legs and knees were pressed against each other without shaking.

Treat yourself to a mousse cake when you get the money later.

Take Wanwan with you.

Little Chifu thought happily.

The face is still cold.

She read it out in a low voice while copying. Like most elementary school students, she collapsed while writing, leaving only a small head and two arms on the table.

With a frown on her fair little face, she whispered the answer on the phone screen, and then copied it down.

Feng Wuli thought it was cute, so he secretly took two photos.

"The male reproductive organ is the testes..."

"cough!!"

Chifu didn't know, so he looked up at him, then lowered his head and continued writing.

"The channel through which male genetic material enters and the fetus is produced is Yin..."

"Cough cough!!"

Chi Fu was startled again, looked up at the man, "What are you coughing?"

"You don't have to read it out." Feng Wuli felt unnatural.

Chifu felt that there was something wrong with him, gave him a cold look, and then continued to copy her papers.

But soon she also discovered the clue.

Although Chifu doesn't know many professional terms, she still knows what a fetus is.

That's the baby!
little baby?
Chifu frowned, realizing that things were not that simple, and then his fair face quickly turned into a boiled crab, his eyes looked like they were about to melt.

"..."

"..."

"Dirty—!!"

There was a tearing sound, the sound of the test paper being torn.

Feng Wuli looked calm.

　another big chapter

　　
　
(End of this chapter)