Raise your wife to be the richest man

Chapter 122

"About the birthday gift, should I ask you directly, or should I make a decision directly?" Song Ci asked Tang Shi while in the car.

Their way of getting along is different. Last time when he made his own decision and bought a car, Tang Shi quarreled with him and warned him not to buy those expensive things on his own, especially when buying them for her. A person who likes expensive gifts.

When he said it, it was serious, so Song Ci must remember it.

So, regarding this birthday gift, Song Ci felt that it was better for him to ask about it, so as not to quarrel afterwards. Afterwards, he could quarrel because of too much time, or because of too much strength, but he couldn't quarrel because of the gift.

With her, you can ask her directly about anything, and if she objects, she will answer directly.

"Cheap, practical, no need for gold and silver jewelry, no need for luxury goods, cosmetics." Tang Shi thought for a while, and then added: "It's fine within a few hundred yuan, don't spend too much money, in fact, you can buy nothing of."

With such a small request, she even thinks it's okay to not need a gift, it's just a birthday, it doesn't have to be a gift, just have a cake, something to eat, and it's over.

She came out to work all these years, but Liu Piaopiao celebrated her birthday with her every year, but she didn't think it was very important.

"That's it! The main reason is that I want to invite some friends to celebrate together. It's not good if it's too simple. You know my friends." Song Ci found a reason.

Tang Shi sighed.

I don't want to spend more money, but I don't want Song Ci to lose face in front of others. This situation is a bit difficult.

"I thought it was just us living by ourselves." Tang Shi felt that things were beyond expectations.

The original plan was different from Song Ci's plan.

"Then you can figure it out. It's best to keep its value. If it doesn't work, just buy a bracelet, the gold one, and you can sell it again at that time." Tang Shi replied.

The only store of value she knows and can touch now is gold.

As Susan told her, Susan herself bought a lot of gold bars, just to store them for value preservation, and now the price of gold has been rising, so there is no harm in stocking up on gold.

Song Ci didn't expect her to think like this. After thinking about it silently, Song Ci had some ideas in his mind.

"How about I give you a black bear spirit?" Song Ci asked her.

Tang poetry:?
What black bear spirit?The one who will steal the cassock?
Song Ci took the mobile phone, and took advantage of the gap between the traffic lights to show her the video. It was a simple and honest black puppy, sticking out its jet-black tongue. It looked simple and fluffy, and its two small ears were still beating. .

"Is this a native dog?" Tang Shi thought it was cute: "It really looks like stealing cassocks."

In fact, her video jokes are sometimes very strange. When she sees a cat that can ring the doorbell, she will laugh and watch it several times. When she sees a dog that rubs the head of a duckling, she will also find it very funny. .

Song Ci showed her another video, a big blue-gray dog ​​standing in the snow, breathing hot air, looking so handsome.

"I still like Xiao Hei." Tang Shi replied.

Song Ci: "."

One piece is tens of thousands of yuan, one piece is several million yuan, does she feel so ignorant?
In fact, Song Ci also likes this black bear spirit very much. He just thinks the big blue gray dog ​​is very handsome, but if his family finds out that he spends so much money to buy a dog, he will probably be beaten up.

"Then buy one and keep it. It's also good to have a small pet at home. I had one before, and it was passed down to me by my great-grandfather." Song Ci replied.

Tang Shi thought about it, and asked him uncertainly: "Turtle?"

Song Ci nodded. A big tortoise successfully sent his grandfather away. Maybe even his father could be sent away. Anyway, he is alive and kicking now.

According to the time, the old man thinks that it is auspicious to raise a turtle to live a long life. The old man really lived a long life, and now the grandfather is also healthy.

"It's better to keep a dog, that's all, how much is it?" Tang Shi turned to him and asked him: "We each pay half, the dog belongs to everyone, and birthday gifts are saved."

"A few thousand, this kind of dog exorcises evil spirits and town houses, do you want another white one, one that looks lonely." Song Ci felt that one had no companion.

Dogs can also be lonely, have a small companion, and play with each other.

"It's so expensive!" Tang Shi clicked his tongue.

In many places, farmers can't afford a dog for a year. When she was working as a housekeeper, she heard customers say that there are hundreds of thousands of dogs. Is it pure gold?Or diamonds?
The dogs and puppies in my hometown are all given away, and the family can raise at most two, which will cost more food.

Seeing that Song Ci liked it very much, Tang Shi still agreed. She felt like a prodigal if it was too much, and the price was actually a prodigal. If Song Ci was not very rich and everyone had a different view of money, she would not have agreed.

Just keep it, she won't be able to afford two dogs, and now she can make money.

"You buy it, I will transfer half of the money to you." Tang Shi said seriously: "You bought it as my gift, and I bought it as your gift."

Song Ci knew this was the case. What she always insisted on was that the money before marriage should be managed separately, and they would not use each other's money.

Even Song Ci couldn't change her ingrained thoughts. What she could change was definitely not the concept of money.

"Okay." Song Ci nodded.

Even if the matter of the birthday gift is implemented, he actually thinks this way of getting along is pretty good. Say what you want, and do what you can, less romantic and more real.

It can also effectively avoid quarrels, everything is said in advance, and there will be no quarrels at all.

Tang Shi, who has become more proficient in driving, talked to Song Ci about her search for a face today, and she was a little frustrated and said that she hadn't found it yet, either it was expensive or the location was not good.

After giving him a good talk, Tang Shi vented all his depression.

"My younger brother said to come to see me in July." Tang Shi told him another matter.

Song Ci was taken aback: "This is not to see you, but mainly to see me, right?"

After thinking about it for a while, Song Ci knew what his brother-in-law was thinking, not to see Tang poetry, but to see how he was doing.

Song Ci can understand that he came here with the idea of ​​guarding his sister. This kind of thinking is normal, but there is not enough room to live in. Song Ci wants to change houses.

"Would you feel very..."

"It's normal. Do you think we should change places? Rent a community or something so that he can have a place to sleep and park easily." Song Ci interrupted her.

There is no trouble at all, no trouble, people don't have to look at him to rest assured?After all, he was dating his own sister.

Brother-in-law is a kind of person who is often beaten, suppressed, and bullied by his sister, and who is always worried about what his sister entrusts him with.

Song Ci also said a lot when Song Kui was engaged, and also when they got married. Those words were not pleasant, and Zhang Jianbin didn't like them. He knew it, but he had to say it.

He couldn't make him feel that Song Kui had no one to rely on. When he bullied her, he had to think that she had a brother.

"Don't be so troublesome, right?" Tang Shi thinks this is very troublesome, and the rent is very expensive, which is not worthwhile.

She is doing well, it is visible, and there is no need to whitewash.

After thinking about it, Song Ci still felt like renting a house: "Leave this matter to me, and he must be at ease. He will definitely tell mom when he goes back, and mom must be at ease."

When it comes to the family of Tang poets, Song Ci feels that it is better to do things safely. You can do more but not less, and you can do big but not small.

His standard Tang poetry is unacceptable, so he can only add some according to the standard of Tang poetry.

"Moving has a lot of advantages, you won't be noisy in the future, and the sound insulation is also good, which is convenient for us, and your voice is not low." Song Ci said bluntly.

It belongs to the control range and is very quiet. If you can't control it, you can't be quiet. Song Ci doesn't want people to hear anything.

Solo, personal solo, just listen to it by yourself.

"I didn't!" Tang Shi refused to admit it: "Don't talk nonsense."

Song Ci nodded, yes, yes, you don't have it, if you say no, you don't have it.She still has a lot of reservedness left, which has not completely faded away, and is still troubled by some words occasionally, and it will be fine in the future.

In short, Song Ci still wanted to move.

Changed to a better place to live. At first, he didn't change his place because he had no money. Later, he didn't change his place because of Tang Shi.

Now, if you have money and a partner, can't you live in a better house?
He was always there on call, and he might not be able to arrive, but calling, no problem, the kind of house that could not be heard even if the call broke his throat, was one of Song Ci's criteria for finding a house.

"In the future, it doesn't matter how loud you are. Besides, if you live in a better house, you will feel much better." Song Ci added: "It's not that it's not good here now. I have a lot of friends. If I come here occasionally, I have a place to live. .”

Tang Shi was successfully persuaded by him.

Agreeing to Song Ci's idea, she just proposed that the rent fee is still half of each person, and she can live freely. She doesn't care about everything, but Song Ci can't let Song Ci's general direction.

Besides, suppressing the voice in the throat is indeed an uncomfortable one.

It was embarrassing in the past, but not anymore. I have a house with better sound insulation, at least I don’t have to suppress myself, and if I let go, no one will know.

Sing as much as you want, and sing loudly.

"You are the head of the family, you can do as you see fit." Tang Shi didn't want to say anything about the voice.

Instinctive things, what can she do, Susan said, don't be like a dead person, the vocal cords are not only for talking, just like the mouth is not only for eating.

She knew men too well, Susan asked her to let go, but Tang Shi couldn't do it.

After confirming these things, I arrived home, parked the car in the parking lot next to it, and looked at the remaining parking time on the screen, Tang Shi felt that doing business was so dark.

She completely forgot that she made a big order and earned 60.00% of others.

When she got home, Tang Shi put on her apron and started to cook. Only when she was with her did Song Ci know what a virtuous partner was. Always found and done.

Cooking and washing dishes, housework mopping the floor, washing clothes, tidying quilts and changing quilt covers, folding clothes and taking out garbage, there are endless things to do anyway.

Song Ci has always wondered why she can see so many things to do, while she is blind.

In fact, Tang Shi is also curious about why he can turn a blind eye.

Don't wipe the stove when washing dishes, don't sweep the corners when sweeping the floor, don't mop the floor under the table, make sure to fill up the garbage, don't soak the laundry, fold the clothes together, don't organize things in a mess, anyway, she also finds it strange.

She didn't know that all men can't do these things well, but some of them are different, and some of them are the same as Tang Shi.

After dinner, Tang Shi started to tidy up the house again.

"It's almost done, you're all deep cleaning." Song Ci watched her wipe the glass, took the towel away, and wiped it himself: "Okay, sit down and rest for a while."

Like professional cleaning, Song Ci didn't want her to be so tired.

The more sensible a woman is, the more distressed a man is. Except for a few men who don't know what is good or bad, most men know how to love their wives.

There are always men, and the main thing is to understand each other.

After pressing her shoulders and head, Song Ci handed her the honey water: "My aunt is coming tomorrow, don't be so tired, it will hurt again then."

Tang Shi shook her head, she seldom hurts, unlike Liu Piaopiao, who always hurts.

People who grow up wildly do not have so many minor illnesses and pains. After all, they are tenacious and tenacious.

"Can you massage my head again?" Tang Shi looked down at his hand.

Song Ci took a cherry from the fruit plate and squeezed it, then nodded: "I'll press your head first and then press yours."

Tang poetry: "."

In the end, Tang Shi ran away and went to the bathroom.

After calling her several times at the door, Tang Shi, who was looking down at the toilet paper, was startled awake.

With a promise, I washed my face with cold water: "Hey~!"

She's ashamed to say, but she's actually very angry. She feels that every time the flame is lit, it burns more and more intensely.

It's different from before, it was still passive before, Ma De, now he's starting to be shameless.

When the number of decibels and syllables began to increase, she knew that she couldn't last long, maybe a day, maybe a week, maybe a month, she wasn't sure.

Anyway, the feeling of being roasted on the fire is not good.

It's hard for a little girl to resist stubbornly. If this continues, the wall will still be perfect today, and the wall will be broken tomorrow.

"I don't think you need to torture yourself like this. Sometimes, people have to follow their instincts and their body's reaction." Song Ci stood at the door.

Tang Shi, who was blushing and steamy, looked at him: "Stay away from me, I'm afraid I won't be able to control it."

Song Ci: Quack quack quack!
Are you reaching the limit of a normal person?Just to say, with such a good figure, can you control yourself for a day, and you can control yourself for a month?I don't believe you can do it.

Song Ci has been cultivating the little flame secretly.

That is to say, Tang poetry has good concentration, a set of French methods, plus exclusive massage techniques, can get away, but Song Ci also found out that she has been getting away for longer and longer now.

Are you kidding me, is the hand of God screaming for nothing?
At night, Song Ci was quiet, and Tang Shi was still a little unaccustomed.

In the days without stickers and claws, she felt that something was missing, and she always felt that she had changed and was running wildly in a strange direction.

Quietly, next to Song Ci, seeing him honestly, Tang Shi was a little strange.

Next to him again, Song Ci smiled quietly, look, habits and muscle memory are cultivated in this way.

It's like someone is used to spanking. After a long time, they are not used to not spanking their wives.

"Tang Shi, home delivery, service is so strong?" Song Ci teased.

Tang poetry does not admit it.

It's just that the weather is bad, Song Ci's side is warmer, she made excuses for herself, and then moved, obviously, a little urging.

Where's the hand?

Where is your hand?
Song Ci couldn't help but smile, these little bits and pieces of the day, the interesting bits and pieces, have been catalyzing the feelings more and more intensely.

In fact, without knowing it, Song Ci himself didn't realize that the relationship got better.

"Acquaintance is an accident, getting to know each other is a premeditation, falling in love is the result, and now I find that there is no, the result is getting bigger and bigger." Song Ci posted.

Sticking cheeks is something Song Ci likes very much, it feels very intimate.

He likes this kind of intimacy, the heart will be very close, there is a kind of breath that each other is in each other's life and can clearly feel love.

"I don't know if it turned out to be bigger, but I know you are a very prominent person." Tang Shi rolled her eyes at her.

Song Ci likes to talk back, and she has discovered this situation for a long time.

It's nothing else, but it's easy to get emotional.

Thanks to the summer in Baiyun City, people dare not wear too many clothes, because it is too hot. For couples, this is a good thing.

Song Ci is very grateful for this place, very friendly, isn't it?
"I've always stood out, mainly to ensure the happiness of my partner." Song Ci replied, "Do you want to be happy? As long as you agree, I will send it to you immediately."

"Auntie is here!" Tang Shi replied.

Song Ci: "."

A bolt from the blue, a bolt from the blue.

Ma De, the atmosphere has been enhanced here, why did you come early, and before you come, at least you should say something?If it doesn't work, call and let me know!

The brothers have all stood up, can you consider your feelings?It's cold to stand.

"Why did you come early?" Song Ci was helpless.

"I've been busy recently, take a break." Tang Shi giggled.

I don't know when it started, but I gradually got used to it, and I didn't take some things seriously, especially at night.

Still shy during the day, probably because I can't see my blush at night.

Song Ci, who sighed, ran away by himself. Tang Shi quietly ran over and whispered something in his ear. Song Ci looked at her in surprise.

"Forget it, I'm afraid your hands will get sore!" Song Ci replied.

Certain poems, unlike others, do not believe in evil.

My fair lady pulls out the weeping willows upside down.

"It's a little different." Tang Shi muttered to herself in a low voice, with a hint of shyness in her tone.

Song Ci's weakness is actually somewhat out of control.

Sister Susan probably hasn't seen much in the world, some hard bones can't be chewed at all, and what she encounters may be soft bones.

"Hiss, it's really different." Song Ci replied.

It takes a lot of practice. It seems that not only do you have to train your wife to be an entrepreneur, but also a master of rhythm. The rhythm is too bad now.

5 minutes later
Tang Shi's laughter came, and Song Ci's exasperated voice: "This is definitely not my true level."

Never expected. He is a 5-minute party, Song Ci is a little skeptical about life, a little unbelievable, and a little ashamed.

"It's okay, that's enough!"

"Listen to my sophistry, listen to my explanation." Song Ci felt that this matter was very important.

(End of this chapter)