Raise your wife to be the richest man

Chapter 9 Song Ci, is it any good? [Seeking recommended collections for further reading]

Song Ci is a person who is not easy to give up, especially the things he believes, if he doesn't do it, he must do it successfully if he wants to do it.

Just like cooking, Song Ci decided to learn it, and he wanted to learn it. The reality is not an idol drama, Song Ci didn't believe it, and he couldn't even learn simple home cooking.

as long as you try very hard, you can achieve anything.

Next to the vegetable stall, Song Ci carefully selected the vegetables he needed, and asked the aunt who bought them how to make those vegetables. The aunt was also a kind person and taught him a lot.

In the end, it weighed 32 yuan.

"Auntie, write off the change, and I will come here to buy from you often in the future." Song Ci didn't bargain too much, mainly because Auntie taught him a lot of things.

There is no such penny counting as other aunts. This aunt wearing a big gold bracelet happily wiped off the change and gave Song Ci a few green onions.

Following the words, the aunt asked: "Young man, do you have a date?"

"Auntie, I'm married!" Song Ci replied.

The vegetable seller's words were all blocked back. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to say it. In the end, she just said that she would come often in the future, and went to greet other guests.

Song Ci, who was walking back, smiled quietly. This question has been asked a lot, and there are many ways to answer it.

A friend of Song Ci, every time he was asked when he would get married, he said that he liked men, Song Ci was not so competitive, and he couldn't say the kind of words that hurt one thousand enemies and hurt eight hundred.

After returning home, Song Ci found that in the yard, near the entrance of Tang Shi's house, there was an extra barbecue grill, and bursts of laughter came from Tang Shi's house next to him.

Opening the door and going home, Song Ci has been scrambling to make up the recipes for the whole day today. He was looking at the recipes when he was at work. He had a premonition that at least he could make edible dishes today.

Song Ci returned home.

Half an hour later.

Tang Shi and Liu Piaopiao, who were roasting a small barbecue, sniffed the burnt smell wafting out of Song Ci's window. Liu Piaopiao took 100 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Tang Shi.

This time, Tang Shi won.

"Are you coming or not? I guess what he did this time is still not good, and he has to continue." Tang Shi said.

Liu Piaopiao looked at her small purse, and decided not to guess. She had lost several hundred dollars, and lost a day's wages to Tang Shi. Holding a bunch of roasted vegetables, she poured herself a glass of cocktail.

Seeing Song Ci's frustrated expression when he opened the door, Tang Shi laughed quietly, and when she heard the sound of no spatula, she guessed that Song Ci was going to buy food again.

"Song Ci, come here and eat together!" Tang Shi shouted.

Song Ci, who was just about to lock the door, turned his head to look, thought for a while and agreed, saying thank you, while sitting on the small bench Tang Shi handed over.

A barbecue grill about half a meter long, with various skewers on it, and a few bottles of cocktails next to it. It says slightly drunk cocktails, and several bottles have been drunk.

"Thank you two neighbors for your hospitality. I'll learn how to cook some other day. I'll invite you to heat the hot pot!" Song Ci said politely.

Tang Shi asked him not to be polite, there was already too much, and just a few people helped to finish the meal.

"Come and eat a cucumber. Sister Piao Piao brought it here. It's delicious." Tang Shi handed Song Ci a cucumber.

When he got the cucumber, Song Ci also looked at Liu Piaopiao.

Liu Piaopiao handed Song Ci an opened bottle of cocktail, and said angrily, "What are you looking at, this is for eating, not salty!"

Song Ci:? ?

He just saw that Liu Piaopiao drank a little too much, but he didn't expect Liu Piaopiao to say such a sentence to him, and Song Ci didn't know what to say.

"I didn't understand Sister Liu's meaning, but I won't drink wine, I don't know this." Song Ci replied, "I'll just eat a la carte."

Seeing Song Ci's refusal, Liu Piaopiao didn't persuade him, she drank half of the bottle in one go, and Tang Shi next to her occasionally took a sip, her face was a little red.

It is like a peach blossom burning its flowers, and it is like a warm jade softly shining.

After finishing another bottle of wine, Tang Shi was a little bit drunk, her eyes were a little bit blurred, and she was a little dull, and her smile from time to time was still so healing, and her expression became richer.

Song Ci thinks she is quite cute, this is the first time Song Ci thinks she is cute, and it is the first time he has seen her in a daze.

"Song Ci, is Shishi good?" asked Liu Piaopiao next to him.

Song Ci nodded.

Tang Shi blushed even more, and Song Ci agreed very simply, which made her a little embarrassed.

"I haven't seen many women, but there are some, beautiful ones, even more beautiful than her, I have never seen one, sister Liu, you are also a rare beauty, but Tang always beats you by a bit, but you have a good temperament .” Song Ci answered frankly.

Open and upright, frank appreciation, sincere, outspoken answer, beautiful is beautiful, only beautiful is attractive, isn't it beautiful to look at?

"Hey, you're really honest." Liu Piaopiao looked at him: "Do you have any ideas?"

Song Ci smiled, neither agreed nor denied.

Owning is definitely wanting to own, but you can have it without saying a word. He didn't speak, and Tang Shi didn't follow him anymore. Let Liu Piaopiao eat well and don't mess with mandarin ducks.

The topic cools down.

"The upstairs beat his wife again yesterday, and I could hear her screaming loudly, but it's strange that he only beat her for a few minutes each time." Liu Piaopiao pointed to the second floor.

Tang Shi patted her.

Song Ci twitched the corners of his mouth, pretending not to hear.

Liu Piaopiao, who laughed, said that they didn't know how to tease, they were all adults and they were so shy.

"How old is Song Ci?" Liu Piaopiao started looking for topics again.

"22!" Song Ci replied.

Liu Piaopiao looked at him and said that he didn't believe it, seeing is believing.

Song Ci thought for a long time before he figured out what she meant, and lowered his head to eat in embarrassment, so it wasn't age that was asked!

That's not much difference, Song Ci is horizontal, and the vertical version can't fit.

He found that Liu Piaopiao was similar to the big brothers in the company, and he was full of big cars and small cars. If he didn't pay attention, he didn't know what it meant. Song Ci felt more and more that he had to learn it, so as not to understand it.

"Birthday?" Liu Piaopiao asked.

Song Ci knew that she probably didn't ask the question for herself, but asked herself to tell others.

Without hiding anything, Song Ci still said: "May 5th."

Tang Shi's eyes changed a few times, she didn't speak, and was eating meat with chopsticks.

Liu Piaopiao looked at Tang Shi with inexplicable eyes, put her arms around her shoulders, and said something in her ear, Tang Shi blushed even more.

Unable to bear the teasing, she lightly punched Liu Piaopiao.

"Ouch!" Liu Piaopiao almost vomited.

After eating a meal, Liu Piaopiao asked a lot of questions, Song Ci answered some, and some did not answer, so let out some information appropriately, don't just feel that you know you better.

But everyone is not that familiar, and there is no need to clean up the old ones, then it is not honest, it is stupid.

Through chatting, Song Ci also learned that Liu Piaopiao is a singer who sings in big bars, but his dream is to release an album of his own.

The dream is more noble, obviously there are many difficulties, this circle is not very good, especially after hearing her talk about those disgusting people, there are many things, and it is also very chaotic.

But the circles are similar, the rich always have more ideas, and the poor have more ideas, let alone the part with money in their pockets.

It's the same everywhere, with some money and status, the weapons start to warm up.

Always thinking about playing, getting in the basket.

"The reality is like this, either lie flat and be a salted fish, or lie flat and be a beaker, or be self-reliant and independent like Shishi." Liu Piaopiao said these words with helplessness.

Song Ci looked at Tang Shi, and felt that her choice was quite good. She relied on herself and didn't have to suffer wronged.

If you want to make money at the same time, start a small business by yourself, which is actually the most free, no one controls, no one interferes, how much you earn, it is easy, free, and you can arrange your own time.

But beaker, I understand, Sister Liu has so much meaning in her words.

"It's not that simple to do things by yourself, otherwise why would I unload the goods?" Tang Shi took a sip of her cocktail: "It's not because of the high salary."

When Tang Shi said this, she was also a little helpless.

"Indeed, you have changed a lot of jobs." Liu Piaopiao nodded.

Song Ci listened to them, while digesting their conversation, and learned a lot of information. Tang Shi went out early, and there was a high probability that she was going to unload the goods.

She does have strength, but she can't relax if she gets a lot of money, but I haven't seen her complaining about suffering or being tired.

"What about Song Ci?" Tang Shi asked him.

"I'm not a girl, and no one will think of me." Song Ci smiled: "I just want to live a good life, find a partner, and live a peaceful life."

Song Ci's idea has always been very simple, wanting to suffer from love.

In addition, he still has an incomprehensible cheat, and he also needs a binding partner. Making money and finding a partner are things to be done together.

Only when the subject is rich can he be rich, and the richer the subject is, the richer he is, and how rich he is depends on where the ceiling of the subject is.

"Song Ci, are you the rich second generation?" Liu Piaopiao asked him.

Song Ci shook his head: "A well-off family, our family raises livestock, farms land, and sells tea. Sister Liu thinks too much. When I went to school, my family sold two cows to pay for tuition."

Tang poetry:? ?

To the point of selling cattle?
But Song Ci's thoughts are similar to hers, to live life with peace of mind, find someone who loves herself and herself, warm and support each other, and live a better life little by little.

I just don't know if my mother-in-law raised him?

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