Miss, you are my future wife

Chapter 139
Shen Tianyun felt that something was wrong with her mother recently.

Her mother has been very fucking wrong lately.

Let’s talk about the old one first. I used to come back at least once or twice a month. This time...

It's been almost two months now.

Except for the occasional phone calls, or the voice prompt of "How much is the account of Zhifubao?", there is no voice from her anymore.

Let’s talk about the small one. Two days ago, I suddenly dressed in the same serious manner as in the 19th century, saying that I was going to Zhouzhuang to catch a gun.

The next day I ran home crying, thinking I was caught, but after careful questioning, it seemed that there was no love, but I was crying and wanting to break up.

You obviously said that you stayed overnight in a love hotel yesterday, what is going on?

And you said in front of me that you want to break up with your little dad, have you considered how it feels to be a daughter?

This is fatal, right?
Okay, coaxing, persuading, showing affection and reasoning, finally the mood has stabilized a bit, then what?

He was not allowed to sleep at night, and he insisted on digging up the black history of Song Haijian on the Internet. I don't know who it is, but it is probably my little dad's current head teacher.

Today, I went out for a day, and when I came back, she drove me to this room to sleep.

If it wasn't for his own status, he would have scolded him as a "dog man and woman".

Something is really wrong with her mother.

In Shen Tianyun's more than ten years of life memory, her mother has always been a rational, calm, unhurried person, and not surprised by changes.

In a nutshell, rationality is in command.

Such a 48-hour cycle of catching up—spotting a house—breaking up—opening a house is just like the little girls in my class, and they have to be particularly careless.

Although my current mother was originally a little girl, but...

And, there's more.

Although the general atmosphere of the 30s was becoming "enlightened", my mother still had the very old way of education.

For example, he threatened that if he dared to have sex before marriage, he would kick him out and sever the relationship.

Although Shen Tianyun doesn't believe that her mother can really do it, there is no need to gamble, after all...

Sometimes my mother is really ruthless, and she does what she says.

Let's talk about my mother herself. Before she met her father, she was the kind of... everyone said, a 30-year-old virgin.

As a result, it is hard not to be disturbed to talk to my little father Hu Tian Hu Di every day.

On the one hand, if there are more brothers and sisters out of thin air, the family property will be divided!
On the other hand, does this conform to the "Rules for Middle School Students" and the "Code of Daily Behavior for Middle School Students"?

Um?Wait, why did I think of these two things.

All in all, this is not the point, the point is that she has to know what she is doing.

Shen Tianyun rolled on her father's bed.

There is a smell on the pillow, different from the industrial synthetic design, this smell is purer and more primitive, it is Dad's smell.

Shen Tianyun likes her father.

"Father..." Shen Tianyun called softly with nostalgia.

This is the room my father lived in when he was young, and it is also the room I live in now. Although it is the same room, it is quite different.

From an objective point of view, the living conditions here are not considered livable, and Shen Tianyun is a little sleepy, so she doesn't sleep well.

However, the emotional bonus made her happy to enjoy this experience.

Of course she knows why the little parents let her sleep here.

Because my grandfather, and Grandpa Johns, the housekeeper, just came here to clean up.

They were afraid that they would make a comeback.

Ah, I'm really curious about what Grandpa Johns looked like when he was young, and I really want to have a few words with him.

Sleeping here also has its disadvantages. Neither Shen Tianyun nor her little father and mother can get out of the bedroom door. No matter washing or anything, they have to go through each other's room, making it like a sleeper on a train.

That is to say, it's fine to do it occasionally, but it's not okay to do it every day.

When Dad went out to the bathroom just now, Shen Tianyun also went back to her room and went out of the bedroom door to wash up.

When passing by her bedroom, she saw the little mother sitting on the sofa, holding her father's summer homework in her hands (should it be my father's summer homework?), her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were dull.

She was still wearing the magic capital junior high school uniform that was only seen in period dramas, her upper body was zippered open, revealing the gray vest underneath, her trousers were rolled up a little bit, and she was wearing a pair of ankle-length black cotton socks on her feet .

It's summer, I'm about to go to bed, and I put on my socks again at home, does the little mother still have the problem of body cold?
It's also interesting to say that this kind of ankle-length socks was called "middle tube socks" in Shen Tianyun's time, but the little parents insisted that they were called "short tube socks". How long.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that when Shen Tianyun talks to her, she tends to ignore her answers, falters and haws, and is obviously in a state of mind wandering. This kind of mental state is very worrying.

After Shen Tianyun took a shower, she walked through the mirror and returned to the closet in Xiao Yao's room. When she heard movement outside, she didn't rush to go out.

After listening carefully, he realized that the little father had returned and was calling outside.

"Well, there is no way, she insists, so as agreed, I will report to you first-is it convenient for you now?"

"..."

"Uh, don't get emotional..."

"..."

"Well, I see, I will pay attention."

"..."

"Reconciliation... Is it considered reconciliation, and I didn't say reconciliation, and I won't raise points anymore. With this kind of thing, it should be considered reconciliation, right?"

"..."

"OK Bye Bye."

Hearing that the little daddy had finished making the phone call, Shen Tianyun hurriedly hid back to 2034. After Xiao Yao got out of the closet, he waved his hand generously and got in again.

Who is he calling?
Report what stuff?
What do you mean?

With these questions in mind, Shen Tianyun slowly fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept—in fact, it didn't take long, only about ten or twenty minutes, and the wardrobe door was opened again.

Is it over?Shen Tianyun got up and down a little bit.

It was the little mother who came out.

I saw her wearing only a small gray vest on her upper body, with a pair of completely bare feet arched, holding two black socks with two fingers in her right hand, and tiptoeing towards the soap flakes.

After the little mother left, Shen Tianyun sniffed the air.

What does it taste like...

Is it heather?

--split line--

Shen Jie walked barefoot to the soap flakes, raised her leg and put her right foot into the sink, turned the faucet to the maximum, and rinsed her feet.

There is no soap, so I have to use laundry soap instead, and dab it on my feet.

After washing the right foot, change the left foot and do the same.

Next, wash the socks.

I wanted to throw it away and forget it, but I guess someone is going to be emotional again, so I'd better wash it and let him hang it up.

Is that how you rub it?Forget it, it's almost done anyway, right?
After washing the socks, squeeze out the water in the palm of your hand, and put the watered socks beside the gas stove.

Then pull a towel over and dry your feet.

Um, wait, this can't be the towel Xiao Yao uses to wash his face, can it?

... Forget it, I don't think he's angry yet.

Shen Jie took another pair of slippers from the shoe rack at the door, put them on her feet, went back to the bedroom lightly, tucked a blanket for her daughter, and went back to 2034 again.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xiao Yao lying on his daughter's bed, holding the junior high school uniform in his hands, with a happy expression on his face like a piggy.

"Get up!" Shen Jie stepped forward to pull him: "Didn't I ask you to do your summer homework?"

"I'm so tired..." Xiao Yao said, "I'll do it tomorrow... Come and sleep with me first... Okay, do it, do it! Do it, do it, do it now! Oh!"

Xiao Yao was twisted by Shen Jie's ear, came to the dining table and sat down.

With a cold face, Shen Jie threw the "Have a Good Summer Vacation" in front of Xiao Yao with a "slap".

Then there is a fountain pen.

"How about it, will you do it?" Shen Jie squatted on the sofa, holding her knees and stretching her head to look, with a nervous expression.

Xiao Yao frowned: "Don't make noise, I'm thinking hard!"

"Good good..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Still not." Xiao Yao finally had to admit this reality.

"..."

"Don't hit me! I said I knew I was wrong! Don't, don't hit your face!"

10 minute later.

Xiao Yao was sitting on Shen Tianyun's bed, Shen Jie was lying on the sofa, both of them were covered with a small blanket.

"Turn off the light." Shen Jie directed with a sniff of her nose.

"Don't cry."

"Who cried?"

"Don't be angry."

"It can't be done."

"...How about you come to bed together..."

"Don't even think about it!"

"No, what I mean is, what if you can recover after sleeping together?"

"Go away, I won't trust you anymore."

What does it mean to trust me?Isn't it your own guess that Tie Tie can restore symbiosis?Now the experiment failed and took it out on me again.

However, Xiao Yao wanted to think about it, but he didn't say it out loud.

"Shen Jie..." A few minutes later, Xiao Yao called out weakly again.

"roll."

Xiao Yao knew that she was angry, but he couldn't think about it, so he reached out and turned off the light: "Then, good night, wife."

Shen Jie didn't speak, and in the dark night, there was only an inaudible sob.

The voice was so ethereal that Xiao Yao was not sure if it was an auditory hallucination.

The boy's heart twitched, and it hurt a lot.

Xiao Yao knew that everything she did was to help her get through the immediate crisis smoothly.

In order to allow herself to pass the test, even now, Xiao Yao knows that she has not completely calmed down (from her concealment of symbiosis), so she can put it down for a while and come to post with herself.

And when all these "sacrifice" efforts are in vain, it is only natural that she will feel disappointed and start to lose her temper.

Although Xiao Yao felt extremely self-blame for his neglect of studies, the physical fatigue quickly took away his consciousness, and he fell into a dreamless sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Shen Jie got up as usual to go for a morning run. Xiao Yao was woken up by her movement and volunteered to run with her.

Shen Jie didn't welcome this, but she didn't refuse either.

"Wait a minute, I'll go first. We'll meet at the back door of the alley. When you go out, pay attention to people."

"Oh." Why did it look like a spy drama.

According to Shen Jie's instructions, Xiao Yao sneaked out the door 10 minutes after she left.

The boy looked around while walking, but he didn't even see a single person.

When they walked to the back door of the alley, they didn't see Shen Jieren either.

After searching for a long time, I saw that the girl was wearing a big mask and the brim of the peaked cap was pressed down very low. She was standing across the road, looking at herself quietly.

The boy walked across the road and stood beside the girl.

A drag racing party drove a Harley straight from a distance, making a disturbing noise.

"Be careful!" Xiao Yao grabbed Shen Jie's hand and protected her behind him.

"Thank you." Shen Jie said.

Then, the two kept this hand-in-hand posture and walked towards St. Francis Middle School together.

"Let's go," Shen Jie said, "otherwise how can I run away?"

"Okay." Xiao Yao reluctantly let go of the girl's soft little hand.

His palm still retains her warmth.

Shen Jie clenched her hands into fists, put them by her waist, raised her head and chest, and began to jog.

Xiao Yao followed suit and ran after her.

"Where are we going?" Xiao Yao asked her, "Are you going to church again?"

"Yu Bo told me," the girl replied coldly, "Imitating the behavior of my spiritual fortress and increasing my spiritual compatibility with her can effectively enhance my combat effectiveness in the world of shadows—Queen Mary attends mass every day , say the Rosary."

"Oh..." Xiao Yao didn't quite understand: "That is to say, it can enhance the fit with your own spiritual fortress, right?"

"That's understandable."

"Then should I also find a windmill and go for a ride?"

"You might as well watch your armor all night in church."

"Sounds nice and romantic, but armor is expensive, right?"

"Don't look at me, I'm out of money, buy a model guard." Shen Jie stopped in front of the red light, and Xiao Yao almost bumped into him: "And I want to go to Yu Bo again later. Fortunately, we will go in and explore the way today, and it will be too desperate to wait until tomorrow night."

"Well, you are thoughtful." Xiao Yao panted a little.

Today is Sunday, which is what Christians call "Lord's Day". Compared with yesterday, it is full of people.

Shen Jie was sitting beside her, holding the string of rosary beads that Yu Luying had given her in her hand, and holding the book "A Good Friend" taken out from the slot behind the back of the front seat, her lips were moving silently.

Something like that, my queen of the Habsburgs.

His eyes searched for Yu Luying in a room full of old men and women, but he couldn't find it.

Through limited symbiosis, Xiao Yao felt that Yu Luying was still sleeping.

It seems that she is preparing to participate in a later session.

Teacher Yao and Kang Qianshui also came and sat in the third row of the church.

Then, he actually saw hairtail.

The thin, dark little rascal put away his usual cynicism on his face, he was sitting and bowing with his palms folded, muttering something.

I'm afraid I'm not seeking marriage?Xiao Yao thought teasingly.

...Ah, that is, Zhao Xiaomei.

Sure enough, it was her, and it was her yesterday too, right?
What the hell is it, even the nose of the plane is coming?Is there a mistake?

Don't look at being unruly at ordinary times, this kind of strong professional ability... made Xiao Yao feel a little afraid of Boge.

While thinking wildly, Xiao Yao's cell phone rang.

He hurriedly turned off the sound.

It was Bear calling.

While answering, Xiao Yao covered his mouth, answered in a low voice, and walked outside the church.

"What's the matter, Lord Bear?"

"Xiao Yao, I heard that your new homeroom teacher surnamed Song started to trouble you. The exam is the same as the room opening?"

"How do you know?" Xiao Yao asked.

Everyone knew about the opening of the house at the birthday party, but he hadn't talked to Xiao Xiong about how Song Haijian got into trouble, and there were similar things.

"How do I know? School postings are all over the place." Xiaoxiong said.

"Post it?"

(End of this chapter)