Raise your wife to be the richest man

Chapter 131 I Feel Like I'm a Faucet
Last night, the rain was dredging and the wind was blowing, and I slept so deeply that I couldn't get rid of my soreness. I don't know if I know it, but I can't get up early.

Since we were together with Song Ci, there are only a handful of times Tang Shi started later than Song Ci. Most of the time, Song Ci was sleeping, and Tang Shi got up early to make breakfast.

Today is different, when Song Ci was at a loss with the kitchen utensils, Tang Shi was still sleeping.

A pretty face with long hair floated out of the window, still pointing to the kitchen window, signaling Song Ci to open the window.

To be honest, if he hadn't recognized Liu Piaopiao, Song Ci would have thought that there was trouble in the house, and almost threw the kitchen knife in his hand, but he restrained himself in the end.

"What are you doing?" Song Ci opened the window and asked her.

The second floor is equipped with sound-proof glass, and the kitchen only opened a small window. When Liu Piaopiao came out, Song Ci was startled and frightened. He opened the window and asked her angrily: "It's early in the morning, don't sleep, run away!" Come to scare."

Liu Piaopiao was still wearing pajamas, and it seemed that she had just woken up, and there was still eye feces in the corners of her eyes that were not wiped clean, which was clearly visible.

The hair was simply tied up, which meant that it was not cold during this period of time, otherwise I would have caught a cold.

Suddenly I hate that the balcony can communicate with each other. If it weren't for the acquaintances, Song Ci would definitely block it, otherwise it would be too insecure.

It's unimaginable that during fights, sparring, and training, a picture of a human face suddenly appears, and it is estimated that the high-spirited brother will shrink back in fright.

"I'm scary, no matter how scary I am, I'm not as good at stabbing people as you. I usually wake up early at this time, and I haven't moved yet today." Liu Piaopiao curled her lips, feeling strange.

Song Ci: "."

Don't talk nonsense about stabbing or not stabbing.

To be honest, Song Ci's face is not as thick as Liu Piaopiao's, and he dares to say anything, but he still can't be so bold, unrestrained, and open-minded.

"I sue you for slander!" Song Ci said condescendingly: "Don't make something out of nothing and talk nonsense. You are a woman who is full of foul language."

Liu Piaopiao couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Song Ci's embarrassed appearance, he couldn't help but be happy. At least he knew that he would make breakfast for Tang Shi when he got up in the morning, and he had a conscience.

"Hehe, you're still slandering, and I'm reporting your domestic violence." Liu Piaopiao looked disdainful.

Song Ci doesn't admit this matter, he has just started a happy life, what is domestic violence?Where is domestic violence?

"Don't spitting blood! You're not pregnant yet, so what if you're pregnant?" Song Ci was about to close the window: "Go back where you came from!"

Liu Piaopiao grabbed the edge of the window.

Song Ci couldn't close the window, and looked at her helplessly, with a questioning expression on his face, he really didn't know what Liu Piaopiao meant.

"I heard that yesterday, Shishi, oh, oh, oh, don't think I don't know, open the door! I'll make her breakfast." Liu Piaopiao looked unhappy: "Made, you are so cool, I still have to cook."

Song Ci: "."

It’s not like that, whether it’s crooked or not, there’s nothing wrong with it, nothing at all.

Song Ci, who blushed, hurried to open the door for Liu Piaopiao, finally heaving a sigh of relief, someone made breakfast, and avoided the embarrassment of ordering takeaway.

After a long drought and rainy days just passed yesterday, I ordered takeaway for my daughter-in-law in the morning. I have to say, it was a bit embarrassing.

"I'm going to learn to cook in the future, at least I can order simple ones. In case she has a headache, she can't eat takeaway." Liu Piaopiao started talking when she was wearing her apron.

Song Ci nodded frequently, downloaded a recipe today, and slowly looked for Tang Shixue.

It is true that in the future, I will never be able to order takeaway when I encounter a situation. Even if I have money, the food in the restaurant is not as good as the one I cook with my heart.

"I'm too talkative, I'll treat her better in the future, Shishi is always heartbroken, so I've been sad for a long time, and it's the same with my friends." Liu Piaopiao said while washing rice.

Song Ci agreed.

After thinking about it, he said, "Tell me, let me do it!"

I always feel that it is more appropriate for him to cook this breakfast. Even if he can't, it's okay for Liu Piaopiao to tell him, but I still want to do it myself.

Looking at Song Ci in surprise, Liu Piaopiao nodded and gave him the seat.

I'm going to make porridge for Tang Shi.

"It will be a long time in the future, and a lot of what I said is actually nonsense. Just watch how the situation is. If it's really bad, you can beat me and scold me." Song Ci said seriously.

Liu Piaopiao shook her head: "It's too late to say anything at that time."

At that time, what's the use of her beating him and scolding him?Tang poetry is not the same sad, not the same sad, no effect.

Not worth it anymore.

After a moment of silence, Song Ci didn't know how to answer this question. The main reason was that everything he said was nonsense, and what happened in the future, if he talked about it now, he would be playing hooligans.

Liu Piaopiao knew it herself, so her tone was a little softer: "You remember, she just didn't hesitate yesterday."

That can't be forgotten.

Song Ci is not the kind of person who is ruthless. His feelings for Tang poetry are true, without a trace of falsehood.

"Okay, I see." Song Ci nodded.

Liu Piaopiao talked to him about how to make food, Song Ci did it seriously, meticulously, until the breakfast was ready, Liu Piaopiao was ready to leave.

Song Ci held the pot: "Eat some!"

"Eat wool, Mo Mo is still standing upright!" Liu Piaopiao closed the door and left.

Song Ci holding the pot: "."

Is this something that can be said?
After putting out the fire here, I have to go back to fight the fire. The firefighters are not so busy. Song Ci shook his head and put the pot on the dining table.

Quietly opened the door, looked at Tang Shi who was still asleep, and regretted that he was like a plum blossom, that it would be enough to do it once, and he had to do it three times.

I always can't restrain myself at critical moments, otherwise, Tang Shi wouldn't be so tired, and I'm still sleeping now.

The reason why World War II lasted longer than World War I was not because Kai De was too fierce.

Young and energetic, I am embarrassed to say it. In addition, Mr. Tang said it was fine, so Song Ci was not rude. His brain was not working well at the time, and his mind was full of new things. To put it bluntly, it was all white.

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, get up and have breakfast, and go to bed after eating." Song Ci patted her on the shoulder.

Confused by Tang Shi, she subconsciously thought that Song Ci had called her up to make breakfast.

Rubbing the corners of his eyes, he lifted the quilt and said, "Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat!"

Feeling a little cool, especially the thighs, looking down, Tang Shi shrank back into the quilt in an instant, and screamed in panic.

After a few seconds of delay, Tang Shi remembered that all the projects had been delivered.

"It's not that I haven't seen it before, why bother to hide it like this, it will only become more familiar in the future." Song Ci picked up the tissue on the ground.

Then he picked up half a bag of garbage bags and half a bag of water, and prepared to take them out later and throw them away.

"Shameless!" Tang Shi blushed.

Song Ci doesn't care, shameless is shameless.

Tang Shi, who was just about to move, grinned her teeth in pain as soon as she was about to take something, quickly withdrew her hand, and looked at Song Ci pitifully.

"pain?"

"What do you think?" Tang Shi asked back: "Tears are the most painful, and there is swelling, which is simply worse."

Song Ci thought about it, and it was indeed worse, and every day in the future, it may be worse, everyone is covered with hoarfrost in the woods, but here is the bare hills with frost.

What is the experience of a wife being a beast?
I don't know, because I haven't seen other beasts, and I don't know what other beasts are like.

"Then put on clothes first, then eat, and rest well today, don't go to work." Song Ci said.

There was no rebuttal, Tang Shi obediently obeyed, the main reason was that she couldn't walk, it was really impossible to go to work, and she had to rest at home for a day.

Now it feels like eating chili, which is still very spicy, spicy and painful.

"You bastard, you told me to go to bed early, but you insisted on not listening, and now you can't even move." Tang Shi complained.

She didn't think about the difference between her status yesterday and today, but complained that Song Ci was disobedient. She said it once, but it turned out to be a freshman the first time, acquainted the second time, and acquainted the third time.

Things that were already in the stomach, but one after another, if she hadn't been in good health, she would have been put in the supermarket if she was a weak woman.

I went to bed at nine o'clock yesterday, but fell asleep at one or two o'clock, and hardly had any rest. Song Ci was full of energy and vitality again.

She couldn't fully understand it before, but finally she did. She felt that Song Ci's surname should not be Song, but Ji, and his name could be Ji Bochang.

This is the truest thought.

"My fault, it's all my fault, I was born big, I'm sorry." Song Ci pulled her up.

But she was kicked out by Tang Shi, and she wanted to change clothes.

Even in this situation, she was still shy, Song Ci didn't know why she was shy, the relationship was different, and she was sneaky, changing clothes behind her back.

What's wrong?He is such an enthusiastic person that he doesn't even give him a chance to help.

If you don't need to dress, you can only undress, which is incomplete.

"Hiss, it hurts a lot." Tang Shi, who was just about to get up and take a few steps, couldn't take a few steps in the end. All kinds of discomfort swept over her, and she had to recover some time.

Tang Shi felt useless.

Assaulted by pain.

"Go slowly, I'll support you." Song Ci helped her walk a few steps, then simply picked her up and put her on the chair.

Walking is strenuous, which shows how bad the situation is.

The beauty is left to yesterday, and the sadness and incompatibility are left to today. Yesterday was happy, but today is sad, and we have to face it.

After all, if you are happy to experience it yourself, you can't just filter out the painful things.

"You still cook porridge? When will you cook porridge?" Tang Shi looked at the pot curiously, and she was even more surprised when she found that it was porridge.

Song Ci doesn't know how to cook, it's not pretending, she really doesn't know how to cook, she knows it very well.

During this period of time, she did all the cooking. Song Ci basically didn't have to worry about the kitchen, and at most helped clean up after eating, and had no intention of cooking by himself at all.

"Just learned it, you should try it first." Song Ci took a bowl and filled her with a bowl of porridge.

The porridge was still steaming and sprinkled with green onion. Tang Shi sniffed it, glanced at Song Ci strangely, and then took a mouthful of mustard.

After taking a sip, Tang Shi's expression became even more strange.

"Sister Piao Piao has been here?" Tang Shi asked him.

Song Ci:?
Why can she know all this?Song Ci, who was puzzled, nodded and admitted.

He probably knew what was going on. Song Ci didn't know how to cook, but Liu Piaopiao knew how to cook. Not surprisingly, it was Liu Piaopiao who taught him this method. Liu Piaopiao could only do this.

Even if it is the same dish, what she cooks is different from what Liu Piaopiao cooks, some are slightly different, and some are very different.

So Tang poetry is different after one bite, and Song Ci cooks dark dishes.

"She went back again?" Tang Shi drank the porridge.

Song Ci nodded: "It is said that Mo Mo is still standing upright, but now he is probably on the ground."

Tang poetry: "."

Can you stop talking about this while eating?

There was no way to eat the meal well, so he gave Song Ci a supercilious look, Tang Shi finished his breakfast, and compared to yesterday's Tang Shi who had more luster and ruddy, he looked brighter.

Intensive cultivation means to cultivate delicately.

After putting away the table, Song Ci had just finished washing the dishes when there was a knock on the door.

Not surprisingly, it was Liu Piaopiao and Mo Mo who was yawning. Song Ci looked at Mo Mo teasingly. Compared with himself, Mo Mo was simply too inferior.

He is a player who can play clubs three times. Mo Mo is afraid that he can only play half of the game now.

"Have you eaten yet?" Song Ci asked them.

Mo Mo nodded: "I'm full."

"I can tell by your appearance that you are full." Song Ci couldn't help laughing.

Liu Piaopiao went next to Tang Shi, sat on the sofa, looked at Tang Shi with a smile on her face.

Some embarrassing Tang poems avoided her gaze, making Liu Piaopiao laugh and washed the dishes. As soon as Song Ci came out, Liu Piaopiao was talking about taking out the trash.

Song Ci was just about to sit down.

"Of course he knows, Song Ci is diligent." Tang Shi said.

Song Ci: "."

Who is diligent?

Feeling like he was being PUAed, Song Ci obediently went to take out the trash, and in order not to be embarrassed, he even took an extra big bag to put the trash in.

There is a little dragon girl at home, but there is no way, half of a bag of garbage is the source of life, that is, when I take out the garbage, I don’t meet anyone, otherwise I will die.

Han Nao encountered such a situation. The aunt who collected the garbage enthusiastically prepared to take the bag, wondering if there would be any empty bottles in it, but Han Nao refused to give it, so she insisted.

The result is embarrassment for both of them.

"How do you feel?" Mo Mo, who went out suddenly, blocked Song Ci, and pointed to the room: "They chat, whisper, let's go next door."

Song Ci looked at the room, Liu Piaopiao was still chatting with Tang Shi, after thinking about it, Song Ci and Mo Mo went to his residence next door.

It was not as clean as my own house, especially on the glass door, where there were still two palm marks clearly visible. Song Ci looked at the glass coffee table, and there were circular marks and palm marks.

Song Ci:? ?

Before he had time to ask anything, Mo Mo wiped off the mark and glanced at Song Ci with some embarrassment.

"I understand!" Song Ci patted him on the shoulder: "I didn't expect you to be so wild."

The more innocent you smile, the wilder I love you.

Pingshi didn't realize that Mo Mo still asked so much, the more he knew, the more he asked.

"This is what I sat on." Mo Mo quibbled.

Song Ci nodded, Jia Dang really listened, whether it is not important, I am not without it, Tang Shi can also practice yoga, and she is very flexible.

The first action is to invite you into the urn, then the dragon enters the sea, and then you will succeed immediately, everything is going smoothly, tsk tsk!

Who doesn't have a yoga partner yet?

"For others, Tang poetry is better." Mo Mo made tea and poured it for Song Ci.

"Stop, drink tea!" Song Ci replied.

He no longer wants to have any discussion on this topic, and he knows very well in his heart that he doesn't have to find someone to remind him, or tell him to do something.

For those with steelyards, it is really annoying to talk too much.

Mo Mo didn't want to say it either, but Liu Piaopiao confessed, he said something too much, Song Ci didn't want to hear it, so he stopped talking.

"Take less medicine, it's not good for your health, use your equipment as much as possible, don't run a red light, it's easy to get sick." Momo said his own experience.

These things, when he said them, would not be so embarrassing.

Those things that Song Ci didn't know had to be told to him. Liu Piaopiao could only tell Tang Shi, so he could tell Song Ci about them.

"I see!" Song Ci nodded and agreed, speaking from the bottom of his heart. He was very grateful to Mo Mo for what he said, although many of them could be found online.

"Be careful at ordinary times, wash it when you use it, that's about it, that's all." Momo poured tea for him with a smile.

Here we talk about the topics between men, and over there we talk about the topics between girls.

Tang Shi had just taken the anti-inflammatory drug Tang Shi, sighed slightly, and continued talking to Liu Piaopiao about the topic just now: "I feel like I am like a faucet."

Liu Piaopiao: "."

It's really enviable, jealous and hateful, she even regrets asking about yesterday's situation, obviously, it's just three words: I'm dead.

Or just Tang Shuangshuang, simple and direct.

"Stop talking, I won't listen." Liu Piaopiao hugged the pillow, a little emo.

The two changed the subject, and Liu Piaopiao talked to her about a lot of precautions, asking Tang Shi to pay attention to some situations, and not to agree to everything stupidly.

Tang Shi, who blushed more and more as she listened to it, finally nodded in agreement.

Not surprisingly, Liu Piaopiao and Mo Mo are going back to Jinmen in the next few days, and they don't know when they will come back next time.

Before leaving, Liu Piaopiao explained everything that came to her mind, and she was relieved a lot.

When she was young, she was ignorant, and it was easy to make mistakes that would never be forgotten in her life. She didn't want Tang Shi to make such mistakes. Tang Shi's mother probably wouldn't explain it to her in such detail, she had to say it.

When I got home, it was already lunch time, probably recovered a lot, Tang Shi was still helping Liu Piaopiao wash the vegetables, it was rare to be able to eat food made by Liu Piaopiao, today she was in charge.

During the meal, Liu Piaopiao didn't say much, as if he had finished what he had to say, and the chat was also about other things, and he didn't talk about unhappy topics.

After eating, they didn't stay any longer and went back.

"Is she unhappy?" Song Ci asked Tang Shi.

Tang Shi shook her head: "I don't know either!"

How could Faucet think so much? She thought it was because Liu Piaopiao was reluctant to part with her, but she was actually envious of her.

If a piece of sea can rise tide more than ten times in a certain period of time, many seas will be envious.

(End of this chapter)