The moon has crept up on the branches. It's so late at night, and the miracle doctor can still use a flatbed truck. This is because he can't transport corpses out in the middle of the night. How can a miracle doctor with such high medical skills still be able to cure people to death? No one is going to expose the lies of the rich. After a hard day, lying in bed is naturally the happiest thing.
Each went back to his own home, each found his own mother, went to bed, closed his eyes, and had another sweet dream.
The most punctual time in the world is always dawn. Even if you are in a bad mood and have diarrhea in the middle of the night, what is supposed to come will always come, and what is supposed to get up will always get up. This life will live up to reincarnation, and reincarnation will live up to this life.
As a worker, it is always a luxury to want to sleep until you wake up naturally. People are like running water, always flowing. A river that is not flowing is dead water, and a person who is not moving is also a dead person.
The rooster crows on time, and everyone gets up on time. Opening his sleepy eyes, Wang Busei left the room and was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him. Leng Bingbing was seen busying around in a flower apron, opening the lid of the pot and adding firewood to the stove. Liu Mei and Bai Maiheigou were also busy around Leng Bing.
"Oops, it's a bit mushy. Liu Mei, hurry up and add some water."
"Oh, ma'am, yes yes yes",
"Why is there so much smoke?"
"Madam, you put a little too much firewood." Even the black dog, whose IQ has never been online, saw the problem.
"Oh, let me take out a few."
Wang Bushit couldn't believe this scene. His wife was cooking? He hurried over, pulled up Leng Bingbing, and looked at his daughter-in-law's pretty face as smooth as a baby. She didn't insist on rubbing a few soot on the heroine's face like those unscrupulous directors. She just wanted to cook. It should be exaggerated to look like putting out a fire.
Looking at Leng Bingbing dotingly, "Sister Leng, what are you doing?"
"Cooking", he replied coldly, with a shy look on his face.
"Uh, okay," anyone with open eyes could tell. Touching Leng Bingbing's little face, Wang Bushi said gratefully, "Sister Leng, women can't cook, as it will damage the skin and cause aging easily."
Maybe you are a lady, maybe you are spoiled, maybe you are lively and willful, maybe you have no love for you, but you will change for the other person. This is true love.
Married life is not a life where you stick to your personality. Life is not easy for everyone in this world. You always have to compromise and change for a certain person.
Although Leng Bingbing suffered a lot and was abused as a child, she has always been alone when she grew up. She will never treat herself badly. As long as she does not cause harm to others, she can live in any way. But now that she is an adult wife, she has to do laundry, cook, and try to change. Although women have a high status, this is a male-dominated society after all. Men and women will never be equal in any era. Women are responsible for running the house and men are responsible for raising the family.
Leng Bingbing, who has always existed like a princess, is also a leader in the world of killers. Her kung fu is not bad. The key is that she is good-looking. Leng Bingbing is also very proud and proud. However, there is no need to fight and kill in a married life. It is rice. Oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea are trivial matters. It was clear that the killer's expertise was not enough to get by. So the above scene appeared.
Leng Bingbing's face was flushed with embarrassment, and she was more aggrieved that she couldn't even cook well, "Am I stupid?"
"No, no, no, sister Leng, how could you think so?" Wang Bushi comforted him by saying, "Not everyone can do everything."
Leng Bingbing's face was filled with curiosity. In her mind, her husband-in-law was omnipotent. He was proficient in washing, cooking, making snacks, and fighting. How come there are still people who can’t do it?
"Ms. sir, is there anything you can't do?"
After pondering for a long time, Wang Busheng finally said, "I will not give birth to a child by myself."
"Uh", the babies were all shocked.
"How could this happen?" The white cat had a sad look on his face. He had no love in life, but he didn't have the courage to die.
"Master, don't be sad. I heard that the medicine doctor next door also has research on infertility." Liu Mei consoled her. If a woman cannot give birth to a child, or even a boy, it is a serious crime that deserves beheading, but a man cannot It is not surprising that after giving birth to a child, one is hung on a pillar of shame for three days. There are three types of unfilial piety, the worst of which is not having an offspring.
Leng Bingbing also held Wang Busui's little hand, without the look of waste just now, and gave Wang Busui an encouraging look, which probably meant, "Ms. sir, don't be sad, even if you can't give birth to a child, I won't Leaving you".
Wang Bushi's face was full of embarrassment. Is there something wrong with his expression?
"What are you all talking about?"
"Master, don't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment."
"Yes, young master, the miracle doctor is very powerful. There is no disease that she cannot cure."
"Ms. sir, don't worry, I have confidence in you."
"Well" Wang Bushu felt aggrieved, but the baby wouldn't cry. "You heard me wrong, I said I can't give birth to a baby by myself."
"Master, don't explain anymore. It's not your fault that you can't have children. We won't look down on you. You will always be my master in my heart, my food and clothing parent, and the brightest star in my heart. ". Black Dog said, and then secretly looked at the writing on his palm.
Sure enough, only when you are under pressure can you be motivated. Even the black dog, who has always been brainless, feels the pressure. Of the three servants, Liu Mei has the brains and the white cat has the strength. Apart from eating, he seems to have no other advantages. People, always There is need for progress, no, Black Dog has also started reading in private, and he plans to take unusual steps on the road to flattering.
These short sentences actually used idioms, and also expressed my own feelings - I am your loyal licking dog. I have to say that Black Dog has made great progress.
Of course, if his master is not Wang Busheng, he will definitely receive praise from his master. Xiaohei is good, he has made progress. My butt is very comfortable, young master, and he is even generous with some silver rewards.
He kicked the black dog in the butt. The food had been so good recently, and the black dog's butt had obviously become bigger. Wang Bu died and said angrily, "Try to give birth to a child for me by yourself."
Because of being beaten, the black dog will also do some self-criticism. A small criticism will make a small progress, and a big criticism will make a big progress. It may be that his posture is wrong, or he used excessive force. He touched the buttocks that had been kicked by his master. The black dog felt very comforted, eh. , rich in meat, really good, resistant to beatings, the owner's loving kick is almost like a mosquito bite.
"Master, the children born by the black dog belong to the black dog and are also your servants." One day is like three autumns after not seeing each other. The black dog has made such great progress that the white cat is not to be outdone. "Master, don't worry, I will have children in the future. That’s your child too”.
Cats have cat paths, mice have mouse paths. The children of mice will naturally dig holes, and the children of servants will naturally remain servants. This is the general trend of this era. As long as you spend money and buy a servant, Basically, as long as you provide him with food and there is no fight between local tyrants and landlords, his descendants will still be servants of your family. This is a hereditary system.
"Go away, your child must be ugly." If my father grows up with this kind of character, the chance of giving birth to a pleasing child is still very low.
Liu Mei was a little nervous. After all, she studied in a beautiful country. She was an intellectual and followed the path of a cultural person. Flattery was indeed not his specialty, but having children was fine. She didn’t drink or binge drink. Gluttony, let alone any hereditary disease, and having children is still easy and no problem.
"Master, I can give birth too." After all, Liu Mei is thin-skinned and a little shy. With her good looks, the young master should be satisfied with the child she gives birth to.
"Shut up, all of you." Wang Bushit was furious. He was just trying to make his wife happy, but he never wanted to escalate it to a personal attack. The male protagonist of a book cannot have children. Isn't this a slap in the author's face?
The consequences of the master's anger would be serious, so everyone kept their mouths shut.
Wang Bushi explained, "I mean I can't give birth to a child alone. Have you ever seen a man give birth to a child? Black dog, you have seen it."
"Ah, well, young master, I haven't seen the world, so I don't know very well," Black Dog replied.
Wang Bushit's face looked very bad, "White cat, have you seen it before?"
The white cat thought about it carefully, then shook his head, "I guess, no."
"That's right. How can a man give birth to a child?" Wang Bu Shou wanted to say that a man has no breasts, but his wife is here. Wang Bu Shou held back, "Liu Mei, you are well-informed and have studied abroad. You see?" A man has given birth to a child."
Liu Mei nodded hurriedly, then shook her head.
Wang Busheng's face turned even darker, "Liu Mei, what do you mean?"
"No, it's not interesting. Everything the young master said is right," Liu Mei replied. Of course, for the man who gave birth to the child in the beautiful country, Liu Mei only regarded it as a non-human being, an alien species, such as an alien.
Finally explained clearly, Wang Busheng felt at ease. Men can't say no, women can't say whatever. Men who can't have children are also very stressed.
"Hey, what are you arguing about so early in the morning?" I saw Fu Jia Yifang coming back from outside, with a tired look on his face.
"Master, what are you doing? Why do you look so tired?" Wang Bushi asked with concern.
My hair is a little messy, my eyes are a little swollen, and there is eye mucus, which are obvious symptoms of not getting enough rest.
"Didn't I tell you last night that I would return the flatbed truck?" Fu Jia Yifang yawned in reply.
Wang Busui and the others looked at the sky. It was already morning, and it seemed that it took a long time to return the cart.
"Master, are you going to spend the night at the miracle doctor's house again?" Wang Bushit asked. He was a shameless old man who disturbed others even at night.
"What, no, that little girl Jinghao refused to open the door for me last night," Fu Jiafang explained, gritting his teeth, probably thinking of eating Jinghao alive. What an immoral thing to do to prevent father and daughter from reuniting.
"If you don't open the door, sir, you'll be sleeping on the ground all night," Liu Mei asked with concern. It's really hard to sleep outside all night at such an old age.
"I'm not sleeping on the ground. Isn't there a flatbed truck?" Fu Jiafang explained. It's always better to have an RV. You don't need the ground as your seat, but the sky as your quilt.
Um, okay, this doesn't count as sleeping on the street.
"Master, you are serious. If you don't open the door, you can go home. It's cold outside at night. What should you do if you catch a cold?" The white cat was also concerned. ·
"Yes, sir, you have to spend money when you are sick, and you are over a hundred years old. A small injury and a cold may kill you." There is no doubt that such profound words are naturally written by Black Dog. mouth.
Well, if I don’t want to be angry to death and want to live another hundred years, the only way is to ignore this stupid thing called Black Dog. The wealthy party directly ignored Black Dog and said with a little sadness, “It’s caused by gold and stone, and it’s caused by gold and stone.” , I am not thinking, if I stay outside the door for a while longer, I can move that little girl to open the door for me."
"The results of it"
"In the end, didn't you see me? That girl's heart is not made of flesh. The old man stayed out all night and didn't open the door for me." The wealthy party was very aggrieved. They all said that if you put in the effort, you will get something. After working so hard, Why don't you open the door? They say respecting the elderly is a tradition. It turns out that everything left by our ancestors has been forgotten. What a sad generation.
"Master, don't be sad. It's caused by metal and stone. If metal and stone open up, there will definitely be a rainbow after the storm," Wang Bushit consoled him.
"Although what you said is nonsense, I still believe it." He sniffed and asked, "What is so fragrant?"
Watch the pot steaming. Fu Jiafang swept away the gloom just now and said excitedly, "The meal is ready, why didn't you tell me earlier? Old man, I am tired and hungry after staying up all night. Liu Mei quickly served me a bowl."
"Ah. Uh. Master, are you sure you want to eat?" Liu Mei looked at Leng Bingbing awkwardly.
Leng Bingbing was even more embarrassed, and there was a rare flush on his face.
"Isn't the cooked food just for eating? Hurry up and finish eating. Then I can have a good sleep."
Picking up the bowl, the porridge in the pot is already a bit mushy.
"Liu Mei, remember to be full," Fu Jiafang reminded,
A full bowl of rice was served in front of Rich A, who did not hesitate at all. Take a big bite.
Everyone looked at the rich man eagerly, and Liu Mei and others even made plans to run next door and call the miracle doctor.
"Why are you looking at me like this? Old man, I only look so good just for a meal," Fu Jia Yifang complained.
"Master, how does it taste?" Wang Bushit asked carefully.
The most exciting person is Leng Bingbing, the actual controller of breakfast. The success or failure of this meal directly affects Leng Bingbing's confidence in becoming a perfect woman in the future.
"It tastes a bit weird, Wang Budie, what is this?"
"Master, this is the latest product",
