School will start on February 1st tomorrow, the 2nd. The winter vacation of the senior year of high school should be a formality, so that everyone knows that they have passed it.
Invited by Su Xiaoxin, Po Nu and Wang Xilou went to her place to play today. They seemed to have gone to Xiaowuzhen.
Feng Wuli had to stay at home and catch up on his homework.
Wanwan is the storekeeper, sitting on the steps in front of the incense shop and eating snacks. If someone comes over and asks, "Who are you adults?"
After selling something, they just come in and follow suit and take credit unreasonably.
Wang Xilou took a lot of photos for him, half of the scenery, half of the people, and sometimes a bunch of dozens of seconds of voice.
Feng Wuli didn't want to hear it.
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Half the battle is successful, because Wang Xilou is from a different village, and the Junsha accent passed down from the Ming Dynasty sometimes becomes nonsense when translated into words.
But that didn't stop him from knowing exactly what she wanted to express.
A quarter is nutritious nonsense.
Let me tell you how you played.
Qi Fenyi said that he should be more intimate with Po Nu, and that Po Nu should not always refuse when Po Nu wanted to hug and kiss him... This should be Po Nu's impersonation.
They also said that someone just came to chat with them, but Po Nu drove him away without mercy. Po Nu was expecting them to call people to surround them... He was really worried that the world would not be in chaos.
In the end, Wang Xilou told her in a motherly manner not to eat takeout.
Feng Wuliang thought for a while, then opened the keys one by one and listened to them one by one.
The logic is not very clear. He talks about what comes to mind, and occasionally says oh, yes, yes, yes, but Feng Wuli can't help but laugh.
The little zombie at home is so cute.
Feng Wuli didn't eat takeout. Lunch was made by Chifu.
Seeing the 1.50 meter little loli running around in the kitchen wearing an obviously ill-fitting apron, Feng Wuli couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
He went into the kitchen to cause trouble for her and was kicked out.
They've all seen it, but it's not like he doesn't want to help.
It's as delicious as Wang Xilou's.
Feng Wuli praised her that she could become a chef. Chifu looked disdainful, but his eyes were full of energy. He even forgot to take off his apron and stood at the door of the kitchen with a spoon and cotton slippers, looking like a little chef.
"That's right." She ran upstairs, took out a rag doll, and stuffed it into Feng Wuli's arms: "It's up to you to keep it."
"This is the little penguin I caught that day." He naturally remembered it.
"I've been keeping it for a month, and now it's your turn." She said nonchalantly, flicking her high ponytail, and Feng Wuli wanted to grab a handful.
The doll was in Feng Wuli's hand, and a faint fragrance could be smelled on the tip of his nose.
He brought the little penguin closer and sniffed, a little surprised: "There is a faint fragrance. Do you usually hold it to sleep at night?"
Her face turned red and she hurriedly tried to snatch it back: "Don't smell it!"
"It's mine now, why am I not allowed to smell it?" Feng Wuli raised it high.
"You, anyway... you can't smell it!" She stepped up and tried to grab it back, but she couldn't reach it, her eyes were full of panic.
Yes, the character of the rebellious teenage sister was instantly destroyed.
This girl's movie... If you don't hear it, you won't hear it. Feng Wuli is always very indulgent towards the young Wang Xilou.
The wind outside could blow his face hard today. In the afternoon, he went back to the living room on the second floor to catch up on his comprehensive homework. There were two math papers, one English paper and one Chinese language paper beside him.
I went back to check during the winter vacation. The sand was very strict. If I didn’t do my homework, I had to ask the parents.
Feng Wuli no longer wanted Wang Xilou to act as her parent. The relationship between the two had already become subtle unknowingly. It wasn't until the screen was broken half a year ago that she could no longer be her parent.
With a dozen papers and a pile of exercise books, he arrived from last night to this afternoon, and now he began to doubt his life.
It's impossible to do it, so I just take photos, search for questions, and then copy them down like this.
But there are really many...
Pick up your phone and click on Alipay, unlock it with your fingerprint
, clicked on Yu'e Bao, looked at the series of numbers, and then looked back at the papers on the table.
Why do high school students need to take test papers...
Forget it, Wang Xilou has been looking forward to having a college student in her family. She has been thinking about it for more than ten years.
The door to the room was pushed open and Chifu came out.
She had a bun today, with a few disobedient strands of hair falling on her forehead. She put on a wooden-colored gown and wide-legged denim suspenders. The legs of the trousers had to be rolled up twice. She wore a pair of classic Converse high-top cloth shoes. The feet look particularly small.
These are the clothes that Ponu chose for her. They say they are a sweet style, and Chifu has no special requirements for what to wear.
There is also a cross-body bag, pink, with princess stickers and sparkling plastic crystals on it. Only elementary school girls will like it, and it has to be a lower grade girl. Upper elementary school girls already like the moon-tossing brothers online. .
Her face turned cold again, as if she had been cut off from the anxious and angry Chifu just now, and now she was once again the cold and unapproachable Chifu.
I have to say, Chifu, who has an aura of keeping strangers away from him, and dressed so cutely, the contrast is overwhelming.
Feng Wuli was immediately affected by the outside world, turned around and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Go, go..." Chifugi was startled and was about to reply. After reacting, he immediately snorted and said, "Where I go is none of your business."
"This is not about caring about you." Feng Wuli didn't mind that she always had to stab herself.
"……snort!"
He didn't understand the meaning of this unreasonable grunt, but he guessed it was because he was shy and embarrassed.
"Can't you tell?" Feng Wuli was curious.
"The little girl said in the group that she has work to do today and I'm going to hand out flyers." She was still checking the bag on her waist to see if she had everything.
"I'm going to ride your bike too."
"That's it." He replied dryly, realizing that no one was taking him out of the misery of homework.
He looked at the papers and tutorial books, his eyes distracted, ready to let go, but soon, he said again: "By the way, are you short of money?"
Archumaki looked at him suspiciously and nodded in recognition.
It’s a joke, Mai Dao’s Thousand Layers are 15 yuan a cup, tea-colored taro balls are 17 yuan a cup, Aunt He’s beef offal is 20 yuan a portion, there are also Bobo Chicken, boneless chicken feet, Jun Stinky tofu, fat sausage noodles...
Shit, I can’t think about it anymore.
Chifu swallowed, but his face remained calm.
"How much does it cost for you to distribute flyers per hour?"
"...Twelve dollars."
Feng Wuli asked again: "How many hours do you work a day?"
"It's not fixed. It's from three to six this afternoon. If I can't get there before three o'clock, I won't accept it."
He asked, "That's thirty-six yuan?"
Chifu was silent, still rummaging through her small satchel, as if checking to see if she had everything.
One hour from three o'clock to four o'clock, one hour from four o'clock to five o'clock, one hour from five o'clock to six o'clock, a total of three hours, one hour is twelve yuan, two hours twelve plus twelve is twenty-four yuan... …
"It's three hours in total, so it must be thirty-six." She looked speechless, as if she was asking such a simple question.
At the end, he added: "How much else could it be?" It seemed that he knew that today's salary was thirty-six yuan.
The latter sentence was somewhat deliberate, and Feng Wuli ignored it.
"I'm very short of money..."
Feng Wuli looked at his phone, clicked on Alipay, clicked on Yu'ebao, saw the series of numbers, and then looked at Chifu with a cold face.
…
Half an hour later, Feng Wuli was sitting on the sofa watching the replay of Legend of Sword and Fairy, looking at the struggling little girl over there from time to time.
"Don't hunch over." He reminded me kindly.
Chifu frowned and looked at him, then picked up his phone, opened the strange software, and took a photo. His eyes lit up when he saw that the answer had very few words.
He leaned over and continued writing furiously.
This fool actually let himself
Give her fifty yuan after writing this, and she will be able to easily earn fifty yuan!
I looked up and saw that there were still three papers!
He lowered his head and continued writing furiously.
"Remember to imitate the handwriting a little bit like it."
Chifu ignored him, lying on the table and burying his head very low. Because his buttocks were sitting too far back, his two short legs could not touch the ground, and they were swaying gently one after another.
Feng Wuli was still chatting: "Don't put your head on the table, be careful of myopia."
Chifuji finally raised his head and glared at him impatiently.
This guy is so annoying!
Reluctantly, he sat up straight, moved his butt forward, touched his feet to the ground, and pressed his legs together with his knees to stop shaking.
When you get the money, you can treat yourself to a mousse cake.
Take Wanwan with you.
Little Chifu thought happily.
His face was still cold.
She read it out in a low voice while copying it back. Like most primary school students, she fell down again after writing, leaving only her little head and two arms still on the table.
Her fair little face frowned, she muttered the answer on the phone screen, and then copied it down.
Feng Wuli thought it was cute and secretly took two photos.
"The main reproductive organ of the male is the testicles..."
"cough!!"
Chifu didn't understand, so he looked up at him, then lowered his head and continued writing.
"The channel through which male genetic material enters and the fetus is delivered is through the yin..."
"Ahem!!"
Chifu was frightened again and looked up at the man, "What are you coughing for?"
"You don't have to read it out loud." Feng Wuli said unnaturally.
Chifu thought there was something wrong with him, so she gave him a cold look, and then continued to copy her papers.
But soon she also discovered the clues.
Although Chifu didn't know many professional terms, she still knew what a fetus was.
That’s the baby!
little baby?
Chifu frowned, realizing that things were not that simple. Then his fair face quickly turned into a cooked crab, and his eyes seemed to melt.
"..."
"..."
"Dirty——!!"
There was a tearing sound, which was the sound of the test paper being torn.
Feng Wuli looked calm.
