Husband, I’m hungry, eat rice[Transmigration Book]

Husband started working.Every morning at [-] o'clock? Get up, have breakfast, and 'scramble' at home.This? Qi Cheng admitted that the main reason was that he dawdled with her husband until eight o'clock, kissed and hugged her, and then her husband went out to work.

[-]:[-] p.m.? Arrive home, have dinner, and still be busy, but my husband will go to the study on the second floor unless he is in a video conference, and spend most of his time with him in the game room on the first floor, or on the big desk.

Qi Cheng was happy, but also felt sorry for her husband.

The little salty fish has also grown up, like a dog's leg every day? When my husband gets off work, he brings tea, water, and fruit. Occasionally he beats his legs and squeezes his shoulders, but every time it doesn't take too long, just? Is my husband holding hands and saying? No.

"Did I beat it well?"

Bai Zongyin thought, this person is really asking questions knowingly.He didn't answer whether it was good or not, but said: "You touch me, I can't concentrate on my work."

!!!

"Wh, what is dawdling!"

Qi Cheng jumped, turning into anger from embarrassment, saying that he looked like a little pervert, but he was obviously just thumping his back and squeezing his shoulders.

In the evening, when the husband and wife were on the bed, Bai Zongyin personally gave Chengcheng a massage.

"Chengcheng, are you innocent?"

Qi Cheng: ...

My husband is obviously very simple, but why did he get hooked on his thoughts? Always think elsewhere?.

Think again? What my husband said during the day.

...Understood, understood.

Because Bai Zongyin started to get busy, Qi Cheng didn't want to make too much noise at night. He was afraid that his husband's body would be damaged by exhaustion, and he still wanted to learn how to cook soup with Uncle Quan, the kind that nourishes the body.

Uncle Quan was stunned for a moment, "Replenishing the body?"

"That's right, he's going to work during the day now, and he has to work overtime when he comes back at night. I'm afraid I'll be exhausted." After Qi Cheng finished speaking, he felt that Uncle Quan's expression seemed a little strange, but when he looked at it again, Uncle Quan smiled and said, "Okay." , "You don't need to do it yourself, these things have to be bought fresh, but also slaughtered and cleaned, let me do it."

Bai Zongyin went home that day, and the soup at night was mutton and wolfberry soup.

No touch.How hot is this summer?He even told Chengcheng to drink less.Did Qi Cheng feel delicious after dipping the meat in it, especially the soup stewed by Uncle Quan?

As a result, he went to bed at night and couldn't sleep because of the heat, so it was her husband who gave him——

Forget it.Qi Cheng blushed.

The next night it became soft-shelled turtle soup.Bai Zongyin knew what it was for this time, and he didn't show it on his face, "Uncle Quan, this soup?"

"Xiaocheng is also afraid of your hard work, so I asked me to stew it for you. You didn't drink it yesterday. Drink some today, don't get tired." Uncle Quan reminded me: "It's all Xiaocheng's kindness."

I begged for mercy last night, no more.As a result, Uncle Quan stewed 'nourishing soup' during the day?Bai Zongyin looked over and saw that his family was drinking the soup carelessly, with a puzzled look on his face, and said: "Wow, this soup has a weird taste, but it's still delicious. What kind of soup is it?"

"Turtle soup." Bai Zongyin reminded.

Qi Cheng didn't understand. He thought the soft-shelled turtle was a kind of fish, so he nodded his head, "It's quite special. I've never eaten this kind of fish before. Let's have another bowl!"

Bai Zongyin knew that the information was wrong, and Uncle Quan probably misunderstood Chengcheng's meaning.

There is still a difference between nourishing the body and nourishing the kidney.

"Drink less?" Bai Zongyin reminded with a suppressed smile.

Qi Cheng has already had his second bowl of Gudu Gudu, and he still sells Amway, "Honey, you should try it too, it has a good aftertaste." He even tasted it carefully.

"...Chengcheng should make up for it." Bai Zongyin thought about it until last night and said.

Qi Cheng drank two bowls? No more, this is stew for her husband.Under his strong Amway and suggestion, my husband only drank half a bowl. There was no other way, so Qi Cheng just cleaned up the husband's soup bowl.

Uncle Quan, who was thinking about reminding him, didn't even have time to say it. Xiao Cheng drank a little too much.But on second thought, are they all young guys? It's okay to make up for it.

That night, Qi Cheng couldn't sleep again.

Bai Zongyin hugged the person in his arms and laughed helplessly, "What a little idiot."

"No!" Qi Cheng retorted.

Bai Zongyin leaned into the ear of the person in his arms, and said in a low voice? What did he say?

!!!

Qi Cheng's eyes widened.

"That's not what I meant!" I anxiously argued with my husband, "You're so good, I'm the one who's suffering for you."

Bai Zongyin: "Bitter?"

"It's so sweet, it's..." Qi Cheng said, and couldn't go on anymore, hugging her husband's neck, and started crying.

The next day, Qi Cheng couldn't get up to send her husband to work. When he woke up, it was almost noon. The first thing he said when he saw Uncle Quan was: "Uncle Quan, I don't want to make soup anymore." ."woo woo woo woo.

Too tired, too tired to drink soup.

Even the talented Qi Chengcheng couldn't take it anymore.

Uncle Quan said with a smile: "No more stew? You and Zong Yin have a word, and Zong Yin also said to eat in the morning? Don't stew soup, make some? I'll cook it lightly for you."

"Light and warm? Good." Qi Cheng shamelessly said, and then added: "The weather is hot recently, eat some bitter melon or something, it's good for your health, don't suffer from heat stroke."

It's not because of other reasons!

Blame the weather!

That night, there was a dish of scrambled eggs with bitter gourd on the dinner table at home. Qi Cheng took a sip and almost came out.

"Husband, you have worked hard, let's go down the fire and go down the fire."

Bai Zongyin picked it up and ate it with a smile.Qi Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, he should sleep well tonight, he really couldn't stand it anymore.

Bitter gourd scrambled eggs are still too bitter, but the eggs are delicious.Qi Cheng ate eggs, her husband ate bitter gourd, it was a perfect solution.

Sitting next to him, Fanfan watched the adults eat, and then looked down at his own small bowl of paste, babbling and waving his arms, envious of the adults' food.Qi Cheng, who is a dear father, has a wicked mind, and handed over a piece of bitter gourd that he broke into pieces with a spoon.

"what!"

No need for dad to say it, Fanfan saw his dad handing over the spoon, and his mouth grew automatically and made an 'ah' sound.

Ah woo.Mouth closed on spoon? Food.

Fanfan eats the food in his mouth with his small teeth, which is given by his father.

Qi Cheng just looked at the goose with his own eyes. From a happy and silly state, to the smile on his face slowly solidified, he tried again without giving up, and finally his mouth shrank, and he started to cry.

The green bitter gourd is still on the small teeth.

Hahahahahaha.

"Xiao Cheng, you kid?" Uncle Quan said a few words, feeling sorry for Fanfan, hugging and coaxing him: "It's okay, it's okay, let's eat some sweet mouth."

Fanfan dropped the golden beans, babbling and talking in the arms of grandpa aggrievedly, wrinkling his fleshy face, endless grievances, as if saying? So bitter, so unpalatable.

"Hey, grandpa feeds Fanfan, this one is sweet, so don't cry for Fanfan."

Qi Cheng was actually a little bit guilty. He went over to touch Goose's little hand and said, "Father is not good, I won't tease you anymore."

I thought the goose would be angry, but it turned out to be touched.Just looking at him with big tearful eyes, Qi Cheng felt more and more guilty, and planned to increase the clock at night, why not spend an hour playing the game of tortoise prime minister with the goose?

"Let you sit on Dad's back, and Dad will crawl with you on his back."

Only then did Fanfan become happy, and she put away her tears.

Bai Zongyin watched from the side, Fanfan was still smart.

After dinner, we had a rest.Qi Cheng said what he said, he went to the game room with the goose in his arms, lay down on his stomach, patted the goose sitting on the climbing mat, and said, "Here comes the meal."

I moved my shoulders.

Fanfan and Dad played this game before, grinning happily, showing five teeth, and climbed onto Dad's back with hands and feet.

Qi Cheng: ...

It's really a solid weight!

Fanfan threw herself on her father's back, sat down, flung her arms, ready to go.

"The passenger Miracle baby is seated, and now the miraculous round-the-clock tour begins." Driver Qi voice broadcasts, and each time he climbs to a place, he says: "We are now at the large French windows for daylighting. It is very warm during the day and full of sunshine. The night is full of moonlight..."

After climbing a lap, Fanfan moved the pp happily, meaning Dad would come again.

Qi Cheng picked up the goose bag, slapped the diaper lightly with a slap, and said with a smile: "Stinky boy, you are still on the top, aren't you? Let dad rest for a while, the waist will be gone in a while .”

Fanfan giggled, wrapped her fleshy arms around her father's neck, and kissed her father with her mouth pouted.

"Bah!"

"Father's good son!"

Bitter gourd's 'revenge' has completely dissipated, and now it is a picture of father and son again, filial piety and joy.

Qi Cheng salted fish for a week? It's over.

Their studio is going to start shooting videos.Midsummer, of course it is watermelon, ice cream, refreshing white shirt boy, and the trip and parting during the graduation season. Have dreams? Have youth and ideals?.

The theme Qi Cheng wanted was to give Xiaolu a high school graduation gift.

Bid farewell to teenagers and enter another important stage of life.

So I didn't engage in Hanfu, lo, or cosplay.The school uniform should not be of the same standard as that of the rich school - this is not Xiaolu's youth.

Lu Yang's youth was the blue and white school uniform with big sacks.

It is the school gate with peeling paint, the laboratory building with old ivy crawling all over the wall, and the wooden table top for writing and writing. Qi Cheng has a series of whimsical ideas? Back to Lu Yang’s high school? Walk your own high school?.

Because Lu Yang did very well in the test, Qi Cheng contacted the school and proposed to shoot youth-focused videos and films? The school was very generous and let them shoot whatever they wanted, and even invited a teacher on duty to come over to help.

Of course, the principal once thought about asking the students to come back and clean up. Qi Cheng was so scared that he hurriedly said: "Let's just take pictures of the playground, Lu Yang's classroom, and the dining hall. These places don't need to be cleaned."

Otherwise, the students will scold them!

The face-saving project is really unnecessary.

"Xiaolu, where do you want to go on your graduation trip?" Qi Cheng asked.

Lu Yang shook his head, "I didn't think about traveling." He just wanted to make money.

"It doesn't matter if I went to three cities last time."

Qi Cheng:? ? ?

You were going to work, what kind of travel.With a big wave of his hand, he said: "After shooting this, let's go to the island for vacation. I invite our studio to take pictures of the seaside. Of course, the main thing is to play."

The old customer held the camera, and after a while, he slowly opened his mouth tentatively: "Boss, are you not going to shoot women's clothing this time? I think school jk uniforms are also fine, if you go to the beach—"

Qi Cheng thought to himself, old customer, old customer, you are really brave enough.

"You discuss with Xiaolu."

Lu Yang clenched his fist, and it creaked.

The old customer looked at his fat body, "Don't, don't, Brother Lu, I just said it casually, I really didn't do it on purpose, I don't want to shoot it anymore, I don't think jk uniforms are anything to look at." It's just a pity for the deer's long legs.