Qingchuan promotion rules in the backyard

Chapter 85 The Unique Skill
Mao Tongtong resisted the urge to grind his teeth, trying to force a smile.But Ba Ye said in a neutral tone, "Smile on the skin but not on the flesh."

Clenching the hands in his sleeves tightly, Mao Tongtong was secretly lucky.Grandma's, she's not a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.If this continues, she really can't guarantee that she won't explode.

"Master, the porridge is here." Chen Guo came in at this time and said, and directly brought the porridge to the bedside.

Ba Ye lay down as stable as Mount Tai, and Mao Tongtong resigned himself to feeding him a bowl of porridge.

The rice porridge should be boiled for a long time, every grain of rice has been boiled, and there is a layer of rice oil on the surface, which can smell the obvious rice fragrance.

Mao Tongtong hasn't eaten his lunch yet!This will feed Baye, it is simply a kind of torment.

Smelling the scent wafting from the bowl, she swallowed unconsciously.A smile flashed across Ba Ye's eyes.

"This rice porridge is well cooked, thank you." Eighth Master said.

As soon as the words fell, Mao Tongtong's stomach made a gurgling sound.

What a shame!Mao Tongtong blushed immediately, lowered his head, and stopped feeding the porridge.

Ba Ye's eyes were full of joking smiles, and Chen Guo who was standing beside him couldn't help laughing until his body trembled.

"Chen Guo, let someone pass on the meal."

"Yes."

Ba Ye stretched out his hand to take the porridge bowl from Mao Tongtong's hand, and drank the porridge by himself under her surprised gaze, "You also fill a bowl, let's put a cushion first."

Mao Tongtong was stunned for a moment, and said, "Thank you, my servant, for your compassion."

He was also very hungry, before Ba Ye finished the remaining half bowl of porridge, Mao Tongtong had already eaten a bowl of porridge.Seeing it, Ba Ye was amused again.

After a while, the meals from the kitchen were delivered.

This time it was prepared for Mao Tongtong alone, but there were also two cold dishes, four hot dishes, and a cup of soup.She's not being reserved or polite anymore, she just sits here and eats slowly.

Hmph, Ba Ye can greedy her with porridge, and she can also greedy Ba Ye with meals!
It's just that Ba Ye's concentration is of course better than hers, and he reads the book without being influenced by her at all.

After dinner, Mao Tongtong began to feel sleepy.But Ba Ye slept all morning, and he would be in good spirits, so he asked her to read the big characters written.

"I haven't finished writing today." Mao Tongtong said hastily.Judging by today's posture, she might have to be with Ba Ye for the rest of the time, and she still has fifteen sheets left to write!
Ba Ye glanced at her and said, "There is still time tonight."

Mao Tongtong couldn't help opening his eyes wide, why is this person so harsh!She is here to wait for the illness, so what if I don't write a few more?
"The light is not good at night, it hurts the eyes." She finally couldn't help but refute.

Ba Ye was slightly startled, glanced at it, looked down at the big characters she wrote, and didn't say whether he wanted to write at night or not.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mao Tongtong didn't dare to say anything, so he could only sit aside.

"How long did you write yesterday?" After a while, Ba Ye asked.

"In the morning and in the afternoon, I wrote for a total of three hours." Mao Tongtong replied.Three hours is six hours.Mao Tongtong only wrote so hard when he was studying in modern times.

Ba Ye raised his brows slightly, nodded slightly, and said, "You must have worked hard."

Mao Tongtong twitched the corners of her mouth, she was not scared!

"It seems that I can still write well, but I'm just being lazy." Ba Ye returned the big characters to Mao Tongtong.

She took it and forced a smile, and was about to speak, when Ba Ye said again: "So, today's fifty big characters must not be missing."

The smile that Mao Tongtong just squeezed out froze on his face!
"Go, write it here." Ba Ye pouted at the desk beside him.

"Yes." The word Mao Tongtong was squeezed out between his teeth.

Ba Ye didn't seem to notice anything strange, and started reading again.

Over there, Chen Guo had already set up the paper and ink, and Mao Tongtong walked over slowly, trying to hold back the yawn, and picked up the pen to write.

The room was very quiet for a while, except for the occasional sound of Ba Ye turning the pages of the book.

Mao Tongtong was very sleepy.Sure enough, the brain is starved of oxygen when you are full.She dozed off while writing, and a drop of ink fell on the paper, and the half-written word was wasted.

She hurriedly raised her head to look at Ba Ye quietly, and saw that he didn't pay attention to this side at all, and crumpled the waste paper just now into a ball.

It's just that this person is sleepy, and he really can't stop it.Mao Tongtong held back his yawns and tears, and kept writing waste.Half an hour passed, and there were only two or three cards available!
She gave the culprit a hard look, and simply fell asleep standing up with a pen in hand.

This unique skill was practiced in her previous life.

In college, in order to earn her own tuition and living expenses, she worked several jobs after school, and she was often busy until the moment the dormitory closed.Sometimes homework can only be done at night.So sleep is often not enough.Later she learned how to use all available time to sleep.For example, on the subway or on the bus, whether she is sitting or standing, whether it is quiet or noisy, she can fall asleep in seconds!

Unexpectedly, in the Qing Dynasty, she could still use this skill.

In fact, Ba Ye has been listening to Mao Tongtong's movements.Although she is careful.But the room is so quiet, how could the sound of rubbing paper not be heard.

Seeing her scrapping one after another, and yawning little by little, Grandpa Ba thought it was very interesting.It was the first time he saw someone fall asleep while standing and writing.

Because he wanted to see how long Mao Tongtong would last, Ba Ye kept silent.

It's been a long time since I heard the sound of crumpling paper. Eighth Master thought she was tired and began to write seriously.Unexpectedly, as soon as she looked up, she saw that she was still standing still and holding the pen, but it was crooked.His head was lowered, as if he was looking at the rice paper in front of him, but if he looked closely, he could find that his eyes were not open at all!

Actually fell asleep!Eighth Master glanced at Chen Guo who was serving at the side, and saw that he nodded with embarrassment, he didn't know what to say anymore.

Putting down the book in his hand, Eighth Master got out of bed.Chen Guo wanted to come over to help him, but was stopped by his eyes.

Ba Ye deliberately took his footsteps lightly, walked to the desk and looked at Mao Tongtong carefully.He was surprised, how could there be such a woman?To be able to secretly sleep while writing in front of his face, this is a bit too courageous!
If you want to say that this woman is very courageous, she usually looks like she is trying to make ends meet.Even though he was so angry that he gritted his teeth, he could still hold back, making him think that she was a timid and cowardly woman.

Eighth Master suddenly thought of teasing, reached out and quietly took out the pen in Mao Tongtong's hand, ready to dip some ink in it and dot a mole on her mouth.Unexpectedly, Mao Tongtong was so startled that he suddenly opened his eyes and woke up!

"Why did master get out of bed?"

"Master, come to study how to sleep standing up?" Eighth Master said.

(End of this chapter)