Chapter 129 I have to do housework and make money in the future, wormwood!(2/2)
Song Ci squatted down, stretched out his hand and shouted: "Soy sauce, cream, come here!"
In the end, Song Ci gave the two puppies a name after cerebral thrombosis. Although Tang Shi was speechless, he did not stop him and finally called him this name.
Every time I look at the appearance of the little black dog, I always think of the cassock-stealing puppy. The silly and cute puppy brings a lot of happiness to the family, but teaching them to use the toilet is a bit troublesome.
Sitting on the stone, Song Ci looked at the puppy that was gently biting his fingers, scratched it, looked at the rolling little thing, and suddenly felt happy.
Sure enough, these silly gadgets can heal people. No wonder so many people want to keep cats. They can bring you a lot of happiness when they are with you.
In addition, a man's happiness is inherently simple.
After teasing the dog for a long time, Tang Shi had already returned to the kitchen and started preparing dinner. Liu Piaopiao, who was next door, didn't even buy the ingredients, so she obviously had to make do with the meal at home.
The two of them chatted and laughed and went to the kitchen. Song Ci held the puppies and taught them to sit, stand and roll. Pets are taught by their owners. The more painstaking they are, the better they will be.
When it comes to raising dogs, in fact, those old men and women are the best ones to raise them. They really treat them like their own family members.
Eat whatever you can't eat. Many dogs have been raised as pigs because of this.
"Why don't you buy something else? Buy a native dog and raise it." Momo curiously reached out and touched the puppy. He had seen many such little native dogs in his hometown and recognized them at a glance.
"I just like this, it's pretty good." Song Ci rubbed the dog's head. The furry feeling was like a plush toy, making people unable to put it down.
Momo looked at his hands. Fortunately, he also had something he couldn't put down.
kitchen.
Liu Piaopiao held a yellow light and waved it in front of Tang Shi's eyes: "I'm just asking if you are afraid?"
Tang Shi shook his head.
"A little bigger than this."
Liu Piaopiao looked at Cucumber, then at Tang Shi: "Wocao, aren't you afraid of this?"
Tang Shi, who still shook his head, turned to look at her: "I can recite Peach Blossom Spring."
Liu Piaopiao: "."
Nana actually has a little bit of envy. Although this kind of envy shouldn't exist, she can't control it.
I don’t know how many good things Tang Shi did in his previous life. In this life, he actually met a good-looking and wealthy person. The key is that he doesn’t have the bad habits of other young masters.
Tang Shi took all the good things by himself and did not share any of them with others.
"You will be blessed in the future. You must be a sexually blessed woman." Liu Piaopiao continued: "You are more sexually blessed than me. Just a little bit blessed."
Tang poetry is a bit speechless.
There is nothing to compare. How smooth it was in the beginning, how simple it will be in the future, how heart-wrenching it was in the beginning, how happy it will be in the future, all are bought with blood and tears.
If you don’t pay enough, how can you get a lot in return?
"I'm worried about whether I can bear it." Tang Shi sighed slightly: "No matter how much you prepare mentally, it's useless."
Liu Piaopiao thought for a while and then told her: "It's just a bit difficult at the beginning. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain, and then it gets better."
Anyway, this is how she came here. The pain will be numb and she will be fine, and she will no longer feel it.
However, there is definitely some anxiety. Unknown things are like this. Once you get used to it, it will be fine. After you get used to it, you still feel that you are not used to it.
"I guess I won't be able to go to work tomorrow." Tang Shi thought of the information she had checked.
I have never eaten pigs, but it is easy to see pigs running. They are everywhere on the Internet, and you can find them with just a quick search.
Holding the cucumber, Liu Piaopiao gestured: "See, it's in the stomach."
Tang poetry: "."
It's indeed stomach-churning, but it shouldn't be that outrageous. You shouldn't underestimate your capacity to accommodate people.
"I still want to go to work, and it's good that I don't have to go to the hospital." Liu Piaopiao complained: "This is a mutation in the average. You, you, have to suffer."
Still a little envious.
After coming here, I realized that some things are hard to come by. Rough people are actually very rare because they are rare!
"It's not that outrageous, right?" Tang Shi was surprised.
No matter what happens, he won't be hospitalized. Song Ci is Song Ci, not Yang Dingtian, nor a monster. There can't be such a big gap between people.
"Bibi yourself, you've already entered the palace." Liu Piaopian looked at her: "You'd better pay attention."
Tang Shi looked down and was silent for a moment.
What if we really enter the palace? Although it is said on the Internet that it is impossible, but if the gun comes out like a dragon, who knows?
Her mind was full of Tang poems from cartoons, and she really had never thought about being a cartoon heroine and announcing that the prince-in-law would enter the palace. She had never considered it at all.
"It's okay, don't worry too much, you can't tell if you're really good at pretending." Liu Piaopiao comforted her.
This is no different from not saying it. Tang Shi himself doesn't know whether she can pretend. Liu Piaopiao knows very well whether she can pretend, but Tang Shi doesn't understand.
The main reason is that there is a security door, so it is impossible to get in. Liu Piaopiao's security door was violently damaged, which does not affect the door at all.
"What if it can't be done?" Tang Shi asked her.
Shrugging, Liu Piaopiao laughed: "Then it can be loaded as much as you want. It doesn't have to be finished. It's best not to overload it."
People are different. No one can know the depth of each other. All they know is superficial.
Liu Piaopiao felt like she was hanging, and she didn't know what was going on with Tang Shi. She could only say that it wasn't that scary, so she shouldn't worry too much.
But it was of no use. After all, Liu Piaopiao was not the one being attacked, but Tang Shi. Whether he was afraid or looking forward to it, he was dissuaded by his stomach.
"Hoo~!" Tang Shi put the dishes on the plate.
It's the same anyway, just go through it for a while, and if you really can't bear it, just slow down.
"Bring the dishes and prepare the meal, it's time to eat." Tang Shi urged Liu Piaopiao, turned off the gas, and was about to start eating. When she left the kitchen, Song Ci was still teasing the puppy.
Now I am still teasing the puppy, and Song Ci is just teasing him at night.
Will he be funny? More funny? How funny will he be?
Bah bah bah, I can't think about this. Tang Shi put the dishes on the table and started to serve the rice.
Unknowingly, night came, and I felt that time passed very slowly, because there were few things to do, and time ran slowly. However, it was just because Song Ci was in a hurry that time felt like it was slowing down.
Finally, at night, Song Ci looked out the window and laughed a few times.
The delicious food in front of him could not completely attract his attention. With him like this, Tang Shi felt even more embarrassed. She, who was already prone to blushing, blushed even more intensely.
"Okay, stop watching. Watch them all tonight, and be gentle with yourself." Liu Piaopiao reminded her bluntly, and then said nothing more.
How could Song Ci not know this?
I just can't control my excitement, especially after seeing Tang poetry, I feel like I'm going to go into the bowl.
From now on, I will no longer be a bachelor, but I will actually find someone interesting.
I have a companion when I go out, I have a light when I come home, I have someone to cook my meals with, I have someone to clap with, and I feel happy.
After finishing the meal quickly, Song Ci listened to the rumbling thunder and lightning outside and felt that today was a good day. The weather would be perfect if it rained.
After eating, Song Ci diligently went to wash the dishes.
"If you don't see it, I'm going to eat it." Liu Piaopiao looked at the kitchen: "In the future, you will not only have to do housework, but you will also have to make money, and you will also need mugwort. How pitiful."
Tang poetry: "."
Isn't this a normal life?
Normal people, especially women, live this kind of life, right? Doing housework, making money as much as possible, and then wormwood, who is different?
Liu Piaopiao herself is like this, and she still talks about her.
"You are also very pitiful, don't think anyone is different." Tang Shi replied.
Liu Piaopiao thought for a while, and it was true. She was living her life like this too. Not to mention tired, work was indeed tiring, but in this matter, she didn't dare to say tired at all.
On the contrary, she was full of food and drink, and in high spirits. She was always like this herself.
Song Ci and Mo Mo were still in the kitchen. Song Ci was being teased just like Tang Shi. Mo Mo smiled at him teasingly and got nothing out of his visit.
After tidying up the house, Mo Mo and Song Ci exchanged glances. Mo Mo nodded knowingly and left with Liu Piaopiao who wanted to say something else, leaving some space in the house for him.
Looking at Tang Shi who was blushing, Song Cixie smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Let's go! Enter the house!"
My parents are going out of town tomorrow. My daughter-in-law has been suffering from severe morning sickness these days. Her son-in-law is a bit disobedient and has a lot of things to do. I will try my best to write more every day.
Chapter completed!