My daughter is so annoying

The alarm clock rang early as usual. Fang Ming didn't stay in bed. After spending 10 minutes brushing his teeth and washing his face, he went downstairs to go for a run.

As soon as one foot stepped out of the house, Yang Yueyue happened to come down from upstairs. Seeing that Fang Ming was about to leave, she hurriedly shouted, "Mingming, if you're going for a run, stop by and buy some buns and fried dough sticks. You don't want meat buns. Your two sisters None of them."

"But I eat."

"It said on Douyin that the meat in the meat buns is meat that other people don't want. It's unhygienic. Don't buy it."

"Okay, what else to buy?"

Yang Yueyue said: "No need for anything else, I will cook some millet porridge later."

Fang Ming let out a cry and ran out.

On the third floor, Fang Cheng stood in front of the window, drinking a glass of water soaked in wolfberry, watching Fang Ming gradually run away.

After more than half a year, Fangcheng, the first and second part of the Three-Body Problem, has been written. He did not upload it to any website, but just saved it in his computer, and waited for the third part of the Three-Body Problem to be written forever. After finishing, Fang Cheng will release them together, and then it will be the day when he closes his pen.

As for the last concert, we should have to wait another two or three years.

After drinking a cup of warm wolfberry water, Fang Cheng walked out of the room, and the door of his daughter's room just opened. Fang Cheng turned his head and glanced at Fang Qing, who had messy hair, and asked with concern: "Was the hair washed yesterday?" It's not that you didn't blow dry, look at your hair is messed up."

Fang Qing yawned and said, "I came back so late last night, it was already past eleven o'clock after I took a shower, how could I have time to dry my hair, I put on a hair drying cap and went to sleep."

"Is the studio busy during this time?"

"Yeah, the Golden Rooster Awards will be held soon, and many stars have ordered dresses in the studio. I'm sure I'll have nothing left this month."

"If you feel tired, I'll call Marco and ask for a leave of absence."

Fang Qing quickly said: "No, the busier the studio is, the more things I will learn. Teacher Ma Ke said that I will be a teacher soon."

Fang Cheng smiled slightly, raised his head and rubbed Fang Qing's head, and said, "Come on, Dad will wash your hair, you can't just go out like this."

"Oh."

Fang Cheng led Fang Qing to the washstand in the bathroom. Fang Cheng turned the faucet, tested the water temperature with his hands, and said softly, "Lower your head."

Fang Qing obeyed obediently.

Fang Cheng picked up the movable faucet, wet Fang Qing's messy hair, then applied shampoo, rubbed it gently, and said with a smile: "Dad also washed your hair for you when you were young. When you grow up, Basically, your mother washed it for you, and you really became a big girl in the blink of an eye."

"Dad, I'm in a hurry, can you hurry up a little?"

"It's okay to be late for a while." Fang Cheng said so, but he did speed up. After drying his hair, Fang Cheng pulled Fang Qing to Yang Yueyue's vanity mirror, and took a hair dryer to help Fang Qing dry her hair. Blow dry.

When he went downstairs, Fang Ming also bought steamed buns and fritters.

Fang Qing just ate a deep-fried dough stick and a bag of mushrooms and vegetables, then hurriedly drank millet porridge, got up and left with the car keys.

"Bring an egg to eat on the way." Fang Cheng shouted.

"No need, I'm full."

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In the middle of the morning, Yang Hao ran over. Since Fang Ming had made up a winter vacation class for him, he would come here whenever he was free. Fang Ming was going to annoy him to death, but he He is his cousin, so he can only ignore him.

Yang Hao really regards Fang Ming as his idol. Since the end of the winter vacation, his personality has undergone great changes. He has become a good baby at home, and he will imitate Fang Ming every night. Run a few kilometers in the park.

No, not long after he arrived, he lifted up his clothes to show Fang Ming his abs.

Fang understood him with a glance, and felt amused again: "You have the nerve to lift up your clothes for others to see with your muscles?"

Yang Hao was not angry at all, he scratched his head and said with a laugh: "I just started practicing, brother, why don't you teach me a few tricks."

"Let's talk in the evening."

"Okay."

Fang Cheng and Yang Yueyue sat at home for a while, feeling bored, so they prepared to chat with Jiangnan and Liang Xiaoqiao, took the car keys, put on sunglasses, and Yang Yueyue asked before going out: "Take your brother at home and don't make trouble. If you and your father don't come back, you can ask your sister to cook for you."

"understood."

As soon as Mom and Dad left, Fang Ming immediately said to Yang Hao: "You really plan to eat here, go and go, go back to your house, and come back in the afternoon if you want to learn Taijiquan."

Yang Hao didn't want to stay for a long time at first, he wanted Fang Ming to teach him kung fu, now that Fang Ming agreed, he naturally left happily.

As soon as Yang Hao left, my sister was upstairs and didn't know what she was doing. Fang Ming couldn't find anything to do by himself, so he turned on the TV and watched a movie. Posts by experts.

The time in the morning is already short, and after finishing a book of Twelve Citizens, it's time for dinner.

Seeing that Tao Yu'er hadn't come down from upstairs, Fang Ming knew that it must be difficult to eat the lunch made by his sister at noon today, so he had to replace it, put on an apron, and get busy in the kitchen.

Cook the rice first.

Go to the refrigerator and take out the carrots, potatoes, lean meat, and peppers.

Fang Ming worked hard for nearly an hour, and finally prepared three dishes.

A stir-fry of carrots and shredded potatoes, a stir-fried meat with chili peppers, and a meatball soup. Although they don’t look good just out of the pan, they look much better after being sprinkled with chopped green onions.

Fang Ming took off his apron, went to the stairs and shouted, "Sister, come down for dinner."

"Here we come." There was a voice from upstairs, and Tao Yu'er came downstairs not long after. She was wearing a white floral dress today, her hair was tied up with a ballpoint pen, and she was wearing a pair of short-heeled leather shoes. Looks a lot more mature.

"Where are Mom and Dad?"

"They went to Uncle Jiang's house." Fang Ming asked while serving the meal, "Sister, what are you doing upstairs all morning?"

Tao Yuer explained: "The MBA class is coming to an end soon, and I need to write a thesis. Although it doesn't need to be too professional, it will take some time."

After saying this, Tao Yuer walked to the dining table, looked at the three dishes on the table and said with a smile: "Well, I have learned to cook."

"Just have a hand."

Tao Yu'er covered her mouth and smiled, "Your sister Qingqing can't learn it no matter what."

"She's out of her mind."

"Yeah, just no brains."

Fang Ming asked, "Sister, how much do you eat? I'll serve it for you."

"Half a bowl will do."

"Oh."

The siblings sat down facing each other. Fang Ming asked while eating, "Sister, do you want to write this afternoon?"