Vegetable Husband: I love you so much, I pretend

After staying up at school until six o'clock in the evening, Song Yu finally finished the eight questions.He has already got the answers to the next two questions, but it is one thing to get the answers, and another to understand them.

He still can't teach at all.

He wanted to resign directly, but because he signed a seven-day contract in the morning, if he resigned now, not only would he not be able to receive any points, but he would also have to give 100 points to the program team.

But if he comes back tomorrow, he will be humiliated for another day.
For a few moments, Song Yu wanted to curse himself for getting an infectious disease, and then he could lie on the bed openly.

As he was thinking wildly, suddenly a familiar big head appeared in front of him again.

It's Oki!
The teenager smiled happily, and was still carrying a basket of fruit in his hand.

"Teacher Song! Here!"

Damu put the basket and an envelope in front of him.

Song Yu frowned: "What is this? I can't accept your gift."

Song Yu: "You are still young, don't engage in these things."

Damu was stunned for a moment, and touched his big head.

After reacting for a few seconds, he finally said, "You misunderstood, this fruit is not for you, it's just a wish, I just hope you can help me bring it to senior sister when you go back."

Song Yu was taken aback: "Your senior sister? Who?"

Da Mu: "Just Ling Bingbing"

A light flashed in Song Yu's eyes——

Ok?
Ling Bingbing graduated from a village primary school?

Then his fiancé in the village
If he can find that man, can he do something with him?
"That's it, okay, I'll deliver it for you, but your senior doesn't seem to be from here, does she?"

"Did she go to school here?"

Damu: "No, how could she go to school here."

Song Yu:? ?

Song Yu: "Could it be your senior sister?"

Damu: "Our school is a chain. Although it doesn't have to be called this name, there are branch schools all over the country."

"In addition to Dahuang Mountain, I also have Dabei Mountain, Daxi Mountain, Daliang Mountain, and Dalu Mountain."

Song Yu: "."

Oki: "And I will definitely be admitted to the university where my senior is in the future, so it's okay to call me a senior. One sentence is a senior, and a lifetime is a senior."

Song Yu: @##￥%
Song Yu continued to ask without giving up: "Then do you know, your senior sister's foster husband?"

Da Mu looked at him vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

Song Yu: "Just curious."

Da Mu looked speechless: "You are curious about what other people do, and you can't learn it yourself."

Damu: "If you have time to be curious about other people's affairs, why not go back and study hard, Uncle Song. You can't even tutor junior high school students."'

Song Yu: @##￥%…

Forget it, murder is a crime.

"Oh, by the way, the envelope is for you. Although you didn't explain any of the questions to us, there is hard work without credit. At least you stayed with us for a day and didn't bother us."

"So the reward is still to be accepted!"

Song Yu: "This, this."

Although he didn't want to, he still had to say, "I can't accept this."

"I am ashamed"

"Damn! Don't be ashamed of this. Anyway, the school doesn't pay you full attendance wages."

Song Yu:? ? ?
Song Yu's expression became extremely exciting in an instant, he opened the envelope with trembling hands, and saw it.
8 point cards for one point.

"I"

Damu patted him on the shoulder: "How about it? Is our school particularly humane? Although you don't do anything, we still pay you according to how many hours you have worked in class."

Song Yu: @##￥%...

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With an extremely depressed mood, Song Yu walked back carrying the fruit basket.

This fruit basket is so big and so heavy.

But correspondingly, Damu didn't let him bring the goods for nothing, he gave 2 points for the shipping fee!

Damn boy! !After the recording of the show, he must make him look good!
It took him half an hour to finally bring the basket to his place of residence.

Seeing a few houses with lights on from a distance, he couldn't help feeling a warm feeling in his heart.

He was looking forward to going home and seeing his wife more than this time.

Presumably at this time, his wife has already prepared the meal and is waiting for him.

he.
wrong!

Why is this lighted room not his home?

and also
Why can't I smell the aroma of food at all?

Song Yu was dumbfounded.

Did he go wrong?
impossible
He has a special sense of direction, he almost never misses it, and he doesn't need navigation when driving.

"Did the director team reassign the room this afternoon?"

After so many years, Xiao Chenchen will arrange everything even if he has a baby. He doesn't need to go home, but as long as he wants to go home, there must be food at home.

"No."

"What about my wife?" Song Yu was puzzled.

It was fine in the morning.

"Ms. Xiao? Ms. Xiao and Miss Ling went to the back mountain."

Song Yu: "Where are you going?"

Song Yu suspected that he was hallucinating.

The staff of the program team: "Houshan, Miss Ling has brought a set of night fishing equipment, and the two of them should set up a tent in Houshan."

"Oh, by the way, Ms. Xiao asked me to tell you that this is the best friend bureau today, so please go to bed early and don't wait for her."

"In addition, it's 10 points. She asked the program team. Although the program team doesn't sell snacks, if you really don't know how to cook, you can go to "Late Night Canteen" at night."

Song Yu was stunned.

He could understand every word the staff said, but why couldn't he understand it together?

It's fine if Xiao Chenchen doesn't make him dinner, but he still plans to stay out at night? ? ?
No, is he crazy or Xiao Chenchen is crazy.

An inexplicable panic mixed with irritability kept rippling in Song Yu's chest.

It seemed as if something was out of his control.

This was something he was unwilling and absolutely not allowed to happen.

"Where are they? Take me there."

He couldn't set this precedent for Xiao Chenchen, it took him so many years to transfer a woman with high knowledge.Teach her to be the ideal wife in his mind.

"It's not appropriate." The staff didn't agree to him immediately.

Song Yu gritted his molars sorely, but he didn't dare to get angry when facing the camera, he could only bite his lip and said: "She is my wife and the mother of my child. I don't agree with him forming a girlfriend bureau , but this point is really a bit late."

"And Chenchen's health is not good, so she can't stay up late."
"If he doesn't rest well, doesn't get enough sleep, and if he feels uncomfortable, who can be responsible."

He has the appearance of a good husband, and this trick is also the one he has used the most, and he is invincible.

"Oh, so you're worried that she won't be resting well?"

"The main concern is that he doesn't get enough sleep, right?" the staff asked again.

Song Yu:.
Is this the point?

Smiling inwardly [darkly screaming], Song Yu said, "For my wife, I must sleep for eight hours."

"Oh, so, what time does she usually go to bed?" the staff asked again.

Song Yu:? ?

Song Yu frowned so deeply that he could almost kill a fly.

"Isn't this question a bit too personal?"

【Yeah, I think so too. 】

[That is, to control the sky and the earth, and to control what time the husband and wife go to bed? 】

[The program group wants to be the licking dog of the Hao family, is it crazy?This kind of question can be asked. 】

[Am I the only one who thinks girls shouldn't stay out at night? 】

【I also.】

[It's not going to a nightclub, why can't I stay out at night?Even if it is going to a nightclub, this is also personal freedom. 】

[After the appraisal, the upstairs is definitely a scumbag. 】

[Laughing to death, my old lady is not a scumbag, you don't need to judge]

Seeing the hype in the live broadcast room, Qin Di leisurely put down the big tea pot and picked up a loudspeaker.

"Mr. Song, don't get me wrong. We are just a little curious. Mrs. Song wakes up at 4 o'clock every morning. What time does she have to go to bed at night to get enough sleep for eight hours?"

"It should be before 9 o'clock, right?"

"As far as I know, your son often has classes until 9:30, right?"

"So... who the hell is keeping your wife from sleeping?"

"It's not me anyway, what do you think?" Qin Di laughed.

Before Song Yu could answer, Qin Di took the trumpet and said with emotion: "Maybe it's Miss Ling, or else you should go to Haojia to file a complaint."

Song Yu: @##￥%...&(end of this chapter)