Ex Resurrection Guide

Meng Xia'er can't always get Yang Haosi's point, this person is windy and rainy, he should be a wind sign, ah no, a crazy sign.

Yang Haosi believed in the astrology very much, and even read it to him when he saw the divination.

"Husband, the horoscope book says that Pisces and Aquarius are at odds, what should I do?" Xiao Yang showed him the Weibo of the horoscope blogger with a worried face.

Meng Xia'er applauded: "The book is right."

Time has proved that Pisces and Aquarius are really incompatible, because Yang Haosi doesn't like drinking water, and Meng Xiaer hates eating fish.

One second he's asking if he can get me that yogurt with chia seeds, and the next he's throwing him aside to find his mother.

No one pushed, Meng Xia'er could only walk in the wheelchair by himself.

Thanks to Yang Haosi's humanity, he knew how to put the things piled up on him into the shopping basket and take them away.

Meng Xiaer saw his mother dragging Yang Haosi over to teach him how to buy vegetables and choose meat.

Meng's mother also criticized Yang Haosi's manicure: "You are a boy, don't always do little girls' things, it's not good to be fancy! Doesn't this nail polish wash off vegetables? How do you eat it if it falls into vegetables? It's poisonous!"

Yang Haosi explained: "Auntie, this is nail polish, it doesn't fall off so easily..."

Meng Xia'er helped him change a line in his heart: Auntie, I don't wash vegetables.

People don't touch the spring water with their ten fingers, and they basically only call clean vegetables for delivery when cooking, and they definitely don't cause trouble for themselves.

If Meng's mother knew about this, she would have to say that he was a big guy with sound limbs, why did he buy carrots and wash them?

Since she didn't like shopping in the supermarket, Meng Xiaer was too bored, so she waited for them somewhere out of the way, and listened to how his mother trained Yang Haosi.

He also took a closer look at Yang Haosi's nails (using the camera to zoom in), the bare nails were neatly trimmed, and only white clouds were painted.

This is already the least exaggerated nail he has ever seen Yang Haosi do. ​​It turned out that he didn't like the kind of nails with nine yin and white bones, and felt that scratching his back could scratch a few blood marks.

"Auntie, don't buy fish, enough is enough."

Meng Xiaer deleted the photo she took just to see the manicure, and looked up to see Yang Haosi urging his mother to stop.

How the hell can this come from?Picking in the pond with a big fence, I said to him: "Don't you eat fish during the Chinese New Year? You have more than enough every year! Eating fish is healthy and good for your bones.

Look, you have to look at the plate when picking fish..."

"That," Xiao Yang looked at the raw seafood, obviously swallowed his saliva and stepped back, "Then who doesn't like fish?"

"That's called picky eaters, it should be treated! Just do it and see if he eats it or not?" Meng's mother called the staff to catch the fish.

"He really doesn't eat."

"I'm here, does he dare not eat?"

"He thinks it's fishy, ​​so let's eat something he likes during the Chinese New Year."

Yang Haosi looked embarrassed, but he couldn't stop his aunt. In the end, the fish was still weighed and bagged. He almost closed his eyes to get the fish.

The fish just caught, tossing, the fish jumped in the bag, Yang Haosi was so frightened that he jumped too.

Meng's mother saw that he was afraid: "Are you afraid of fish? Is it because you don't eat fish?"

"I eat fish, but... ah!" Yang Haosi wanted to cry but had no tears. "It keeps moving. I've never taken a live one. Auntie, this thing is scary."

"Needle-nose be more courageous."

Meng's mother picked up the fish and went to the fish-killing platform, and she sighed to the supermarket aunt as she walked, "Now, children are afraid of any fish!"

The aunt was cheerful: "Your family is a junior? He looks delicate."

"My son's friend is just too feminine, and now the little boy doesn't have any masculinity!" Meng's mother quickly chatted with the aunt at the front desk of Shayu, and Yang Haosi walked away wittily carrying a basket of snacks.

Meng Xiaer looked at Yang Haosi with a slumped face, pretending to go to the side to look at the shrimp, and then rolled his eyes to his mother's side, trying to eavesdrop.

He didn't wear makeup today, he had a little freckles on his face, a new acne in his eyebrows, and drooping eyelashes, he looked like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

"Let's go, check out."

Meng Xiaer called him.

Only at this moment did Yang Haosi raise his face, showing a haughty expression of unwillingness to talk to him.

In the end, I still made fish, and it was Meng's mother who cooked it herself. Steamed sea bass, cucumber and shrimp were cooked for the table.

Yang Haosi was arrested and helped in the kitchen. The only dish he knew how to cook was Coca-Cola Chicken Wings. He was in a hurry and cut his hands while chopping green onions.

When serving dishes, Yang Haosi put the coke chicken wings on his side and the fish in front of him, Meng Xiaer knew that he did it on purpose.

"Eat more," Meng's mother gave her son some fish, while showing off to Yang Haosi, "How can he eat if you don't do it? You are smart about eating fish, and we are not picky eaters.

You look thin, do you like picky eaters? "

Xiao Yang smiled awkwardly but still politely: "I know Auntie, I will remind him to eat fish every day from now on."

Meng Xia'er didn't respond either, she ate whatever she picked up, and worked hard to eat.

Yang Haosi is very picky, he doesn't eat green peppers, he doesn't like seaweed, as long as he hates things, he must never appear on the table.

Meng Xiaer is not picky, but there are some things he doesn't like, but he basically doesn't mention taboos when eating with friends, and he listens to everyone.

The person in the whole world who knows Meng Xiaer doesn't like fish is Yang Haosi.

……

"You don't like fish?" Yang Haosi asked him closely.

"How do you know?" The two met for the third time. It was Mi Li Zan's game. They invited a group of friends to ktv. After singing the grilled fish for the next show, Yang Haosi sat next to him.

"Because you haven't moved your chopsticks much."

Xiao Yang blinked, and the sequins on his eyes were also shining, and whispered to him in that tone of discovering a secret, "Going to make skewers later? I'll treat you."

Confused, Meng Xiaer went with him and ordered hot soy milk in a glass bottle for Yang Haosi. It was very hot, and he knocked on the table to pry open the bottle cap.

Yang Haosi cupped his face in admiration and looked at him: "You are amazing, I have never been able to open the bottle cap like this, please teach me!"

Then we talked about dietary taboos. Meng Xiaer said that he really didn't like fish very much, he always felt fishy, ​​and okra was sticky.

"Then why don't you say, let's go eat something else."

"Don't everyone really want to eat grilled fish? If I say not to eat it, it will be too disappointing."

He said, "Besides, it's not an allergy, you can eat it."

"But don't you dislike it? You have to be happy when you eat."

"Hey, my dad beat me when I was a picky eater.

Just treat it as nutritionally balanced..."

"There is no irreplaceable nutrition in fish. If you don't eat it, you will not grow taller. You can also eat beef!" Xiao Yang smiled, "Or do you want to come out to eat skewers with me? Come with me, I don't have to order fish oh."

Meng Xiaer felt that she didn't eat fish just now and only drank alcohol, and now her face was hot: "Then what should you do if you like to eat fish?"

Yang Haosi stretched out his hand: "Then let's pull the hook. I won't force you to eat fish when we come out for dinner, and you won't force me to eat green peppers!"

……

Sure enough, there was a lot left over from dinner. After his mother left, the two of them started to pack up the leftovers, wrapped them in plastic wrap and put them in the refrigerator.

When wrapping the fish, Yang Haosi glared at him, and then put the fish into the refrigerated fresh-keeping layer.

Meng Xiaer understood, this ancestor is still angry.

Why you are angry is not important anymore, Meng Xiaer only knows that when you open the refrigerator tomorrow, everything in it will smell of fish, this is Yang Haosi using the things he knows best about himself to take revenge on himself.

What are you doing... Meng Xia'er was thinking about this during the live broadcast, and even forgot to banpick during qualifying, and was scolded by Six Eyes for not having eyes.

"Oh, sorry, I checked my phone."

"Oh—" Six-eyed yin and yang were strange, "I'm afraid you're not looking at your phone, but who are you thinking about..." Suddenly, a large "yooooooo" flashed across the barrage, complaining about Xia Zige's old widow Wang Sichun.

"Who the hell is thinking of spring? If you keep talking nonsense, I'll let the housekeeper ban you!" Meng Xiaer slammed on the keyboard. Today, because his mother came, the live broadcast was postponed until one o'clock.

When it was time to choose a hero again, he told the audience to go out to the bathroom.

After using the bathroom door halfway open, he heard movement in the room, it was Yang Haosi coming down from upstairs.

Why are you coming down so late?Meng Xiaer hid behind the door and watched Yang Haosi enter the kitchen, and then there was the sound of opening the refrigerator, and he threw the fish away.

After Yang Haosi went upstairs, Meng Xiaer came out of the toilet and confirmed that he was dumped in the kitchen waste bin.

The cold head of the fish could not rest in peace, and a strange light was reflected in the eyes.

Meng Xiaer came back late and hung up the phone for 3 minutes, causing his teammates to scold him for a while, but his mood did not change.

The author says:

Waste shameful, be criticized!