Chapter 266 Social Garbage Dad Irritable Online 21
Chapter 266 Social Trash Dad Is Angry Online 21
"Also," Xiaojie's mother used this to avenge her son's repeated bullying, "it was your son who grabbed things first. If he didn't grab things, and Fuchen couldn't walk, how could he still chase after your tiger?
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When Huzi beat someone before, Zhang Guihua always said that the child was still young. It doesn't matter how old the child is. Hey, I can talk about Huzi.
He turned around and smiled, leading Hu Zi to eat delicious food.
Now my child has been beaten and looks like a cannibal again.
Zhang Guihua stared at Fuchen, looked at Xiaojie's mother coldly, pouted, "Humph", turned around, held her head high, and strode away.
I don't know how this matter will be handled.
Zhang Guihua has a narrow qi.
Xiaojie's mother looked at Fuchen, she still looked calm.
Seeing this, everyone soon left with their children in their arms.
Xiaojie's mother paid special attention to Fuchen at this time and stared at her to study.
Fuchen's head doesn't move around, and he doesn't have the curiosity of a child to see the world.
I don’t like to laugh much either.
I cry when I'm hungry, I cry when I'm tired, and at other times I'm too quiet.
And this little toy.
Xiaojie's mother remembered that she wanted to get it after being splashed with water by a tiger while taking a bath.
At that time, Fuchen just stared at people.
Xiaojie's mother is a little creepy, this child...
When Lu Youming came over to pick up the child at 8:30 in the evening, Xiaojie's mother told her about the fight.
After hesitating for a moment, he still warned me, "Fuchen is like you, and he fights hard."
Lu Youming dazzled me. This was the first person to say that Fuchen looked like him.
As for the reason, he didn't take it seriously.
He took away the palm-sized stick for rolling out dumpling wrappers and looked at the dust.
Fuchen opened his eyes and showed no reaction. He didn't even look at anyone.
There is no expression on his face.
There was no movement in the eyes either.
Like a doll.
Seeing this unclear reaction, Lu Youming hugged Fuchen and went back directly.
In the evening, they each drank a bowl of imported milk powder and got ready to sleep.
Lu Youming didn't do much work. When Mr. Cui called him to install the screen and took twenty yuan, he was basically too lazy to do anything.
Mr. Cui will also help him introduce jobs.
Someone in the community needed repairs, so Mr. Cui called Lu Youming. Lu Youming went over immediately.
Mr. Cui sometimes teases, "Why are you so fast? You are always there when called. Is this still a VIP service?"
"Yeah", Lu Youming dealt with it casually.
He's almost there too.
After all, this is the only customer.
At half a year old, Fuchen can crawl, and his hands are stronger. He can even hold the little stick in his hand and use it at any time.
Lu Youming started feeding rice soup and weaned Fuchen.
Basically, Fuchen eats whatever is given to him. There is not much else going on.
Sometimes, Lu Youming feels bored drinking alone, "Come, drink some with me."
Dip the chopsticks in white wine and feed it to Fuchen.
Fuchen sucked the white wine on the chopsticks with his small mouth, and his face instantly wrinkled.
This was the first time he saw the expression on the child's face.
"Haha." Lu Youming laughed, mocking the child's incompetence. He raised his head and took a big drink.
Fuchen on the bed was laughed at and looked up at Lu Youming.
This kind of staring at people with curiosity is rare.
Fuchen, this child, seems to have few expressions.
Lu Youming suddenly realized that this child was different. His eyes glanced at Fuchen.
Fuchen's eyes moved from the liquor bottle to Lu Youming, sitting down and looking at him.
The eyes are very bright.
Lu Youming dipped his chopsticks in the wine and stretched them out.
Fuchen put his head over, stretched it out, opened his mouth and bit the chopsticks.
The smell of liquor comes from the wood.
"Cough cough cough." Fuchen coughed immediately.
"Aww." He muttered, turned around, crawled to the inside of the bed, lay down on his stomach, and fell asleep.
"Ha." Lu Youming poured himself another cup and ate it with peanuts.
Eat and drink enough, tidy up simply, and sleep on the outside of the bed.
Cold weather.
You can't keep out the cold without drinking two glasses of wine.
In a daze, Lu Youming picked up the quilt and covered Fuchen.
When I woke up in the morning, there was a smell in the quilt. I pulled out the dust and sniffed my pants. This was the source.
Fuchen was in a daze, with his little hands curled up and his head shaking slightly. He had not yet woken up.
Lu Youming opened his pants, and the smell came out of the "seal". He almost spit out yesterday's wine. He put his head away, put the dust on the table, and changed her diaper.
In the past, Fuchen would cry when she peed. When she heard the cry, I changed her and it was fine.
But there was no response last night.
Lu Youming knew that the child was really drunk.
Fuchen fell asleep for a long time. Lu Youming made milk powder for her and fed it to her.
A few days later, Lu Youming dipped his chopsticks in wine and fed Fuchen, asking her to drink with him.
The month before the Chinese New Year is the peak period for Lu Youming's work.
Mr. Cui gave his phone number to the security guard of the community. When someone asked the maintenance worker, the security guard gave the phone to the person.
The salary is high and Lu Youming occasionally has a bad temper. He doesn't say a word and is too lazy to talk to him.
The work in the community was introduced by Mr. Cui, so he should be given some face.
On the 10th of the twelfth lunar month, Lu Youming went to a house to repair the electric switch.
The circuit breaker keeps tripping. I don't know why.
The hostess stared at Lu Youming's work, "You can fix it, take a closer look at the reason."
The woman's voice was shrill, and the supervisor's defensive tone was obvious and uncomfortable.
Lu Youming didn't say anything. The family would be sorry if they didn't kill him.
Knocking on the switch, "The fuse has been bitten by a rat. Smell it yourself, the dead rat is still inside."
The woman immediately covered her nose and said, "Then you still don't practice cultivation."
Lu Youming was unmoved, "Collect the money first, and then do the work. Make an agreement first, thirty, no less."
The woman immediately exploded, "Why don't you go and grab it? It's cheaper for me to call anyone here than you, and the service attitude is better. If Mr. Cui hadn't pushed you to me, I wouldn't want you."
It turned out to be a client recommended directly by Mr. Cui.
That's not negotiable.
"Mr. Cui probably didn't say that I usually do high-end maintenance. Like computers, digital TVs, refrigerators, I do things that others can't do. So I ask for a high price. If I can't afford it, forget it." Lu Youming mentioned
The toolbox is gone.
There's really no need to do this.
The woman frowned and waved her hand, "You can do it. You will be indispensable."
Lu Youming stared at the woman. With Mr. Cui's relationship, he was not worried about her defaulting on the bill. At worst, he would ask Mr. Cui for the stupid one.
Lu Youming immediately started to repair it. In order to prove that he was "worth" thirty yuan, he spent half an hour. In the end, the dust inside was blown away by his breath, and then he repaired it quickly.
This woman is also pretty, but she didn't let her into the house. Her eyes were full of disgust.
Not to mention pouring a glass of water to drink.
The road is clear and there are pitfalls, so you can feel at ease.
"It's fixed." Lu Youming said, staring at the woman.
"Wait."
The woman entered the house, took out a can of milk powder from the cabinet, and wiped it carefully with a cloth.
"Mr. Cui said you can use milk powder to offset your bill, right? I'll give you this as an offset. I bought it for three hundred yuan. I won't give it to you until my child stops drinking it!"
Lu Youming was stunned for a moment, his mind moved. But Mingming stared at the woman and refused to answer, "When was this?"
"I bought it half a month ago. It has a long shelf life."
Lu Youming took it and stared at the rows of foreign texts with wide eyes. He made sure it was new and had not been opened before accepting it.
Turn around and leave.
There was a "hum" sound and a "bang" sound from behind the door.
In the evening, Lu Youming immediately opened the can and tasted the new milk powder each with Fuchen.
The taste is hard to describe.
It may be that foreign cows are different from Chinese cows, and the taste of milk is not suitable for Chinese people.
But I didn’t want to waste it, so I finished it.
In the middle of the night, Lu Youming had diarrhea and was in terrible pain.
The floating dust cried and made noise, and also dispersed.
Lu Youming took Xialiting, endured the pain, and looked into the milk powder can with a cold sweat all over his body.
Find the tiny production date and shelf life on the densely packed English.
After calculation, it has been expired for one and a half years.
"grass."
Lu Youming immediately called and sent Fuchen to the hospital for emergency treatment.
