Chapter 37: The Fickle Woman's Donkey Temper
Zhuang Bi walked quickly to the second floor, running faster than a rabbit, for fear of burning the landlord's house to the ground. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
When I went up to the second floor, I smelled a burning smell, which was very pungent.
"This edamame won't burn it," Na Na muttered to herself.
System: The following may be charred.
"MD, just blame you for being fat, nagging me for a long time, otherwise ......."
System: How can you blame him, it's you who are full of energy.
Zhuang Bi took the spatula and first put the edamame on the plate, and the pot was glued into the trash.
"It's going to be too angry. When I came to my senses, it was scorched, but fortunately I didn't burn the house, otherwise I would have lost it again."
System: You have already lost, you owe Xiao Yuxuan the money for a ring, do you still have to pay it back?
"Oh my God! You don't say I almost forgot about it, I put the ring in the first-floor drawer, I was too careless."
System: You're really careless, but I'm glad I'm here. Otherwise, you wouldn't know how many times the thief stole it......
Zhuang Bi thought that the ring was still there, so he first brought the dishes aside, and then quickly filled a bowl of porridge.
"Let's eat some porridge first, and then I'll starve to death if I get busy."
Zhuang Bi was really hungry, he got up too early in the morning, and he was busy for a while, and he felt that the rabbit was also cooing. I finally made a cold edamame, which was yellowed and burned, and I could eat it occasionally, so I ate it like that.
Although the two simple dishes are guided, the color is better, and the dishes without guidance are like stewed cucumbers, with a taste.
Zhuang Bi passed the morning like this, then soaked the dishes and chopsticks in the water and put the leftovers in the refrigerator.
It is estimated that it will only take a few minutes to wash the dishes and chopsticks, but he has to soak in the water, and the feeling of dragging is estimated to be known only to him.
"Alright. It's time to get to work. β
After Zhuang Bi said this, he wanted to run to the first floor quickly. The moment when I was lifting my feet downstairs. But the system said, "Are your chopsticks there ready to lay eggs?" On this hot day, it is easy to breed bacteria, so wash it as soon as possible.
Zhuang Bi suddenly stood up, listened to the system talk about so many bacteria, and turned back to the kitchen.
"Wash, scrub, scrub".
There was a sound of washing dishes from the kitchen.
"I feel that this bowl of chopsticks is also quite clean, just wash it a little."
System: Assuming this is a woman, maybe you'd already be in the shower.
"Which play are you singing to me? How did this bowl of chopsticks get to the woman's body? βγ
System: I'm using an analogy, if this woman is white and delicate...... Or maybe you've already said, "Baby, go wash ......."
"Oh! It turns out that you are grafting! Let me have fantasies, right? βγ
System: That's pretty much it. It's much easier to compare everything to something you're interested in.
Zhuang Bi heard the system say this, and felt energetic all over his body. Holding a piece of iron gauze, he made a loud noise.
"I wipe, wipe, wipeβ".
The system sensed that he was twisting his whole body, like a shemale, and he was really complaining. But what he said just now was really just a joke. And Zhuang Bi really regarded it as a golden and jade good word.
System: Seeing how happy you are, I'll help you play music.
The system helped turn on Zhuang Bi's mobile phone music and put a song: Ouch!
The song is still quite reverie when it first comes, and it is very suitable for pretending to force this artistic conception at this time.
"Ouch-ouch"
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Zhuang Bi himself thought it was so funny when he heard it, and he couldn't hold back his laughter.
"Those who know me, the system too! Those who cherish me, the system is also ......".
I thought of washing dishes while shouting "I'll wipe, wipe, wipe".
The system played a piece of music, shouting as if it hurt.
This kitchen has such a "dish" at this time, and the strength is too ruthless. The kung fu of tar on fire, the system cooperates with Zhuang Bi, which can be described in two words: perfect.
Of course, this dish can only be enjoyed by some people, and it is impossible to amuse the audience. First, there is no audience; Second, not everyone likes this dish.
System: Washed up, my brother.
"Why did you suddenly become so charming?".
All of a sudden, it was like a good time at a bar. I was surprised to hear an exciting voice in an instant!
System: Brother! Teasing you. Hurry up, people can't wait.
"You're not going to show up, make a promise!" Zhuang Bi is surging in the whole province, like a volcanic eruption.
System: Brother, I'm asking you to pick up the customer quickly.
The word "pick-up" is a word for the amusement of making costumes. Usually, because "receiving customers" is embarrassing, and I don't feel passionate, everyone shouts "picking up customers". When one says it, the other will follow suit, and if you say more, it will naturally become a "pick-up".
"What? I'm going to pick up customers? Make no mistake. I'm not a duck," he said.
The system saw that Zhuang Bi was always pretending to be forced, and his nerves seemed to be unable to turn for a while. Suddenly the channel changed, and there was a strong female voice: Hurry up! What to grind! I tell you to hurry down and get ready to entertain the guests. Look what time it is, and you're still grinding here. I don't want to do it, do I?
The sound was like a thunderbolt.
"Boom-"
Zhuang Bi, who was immersed in sweetness, suddenly woke up and was startled.
"Mom! This, this change of face is too fast. I can't accept it."
The system once again sternly said: Hurry up! If you don't hurry, your salary will be deducted.
"Okay, you old manβ" Zhuang Bi wanted to tell the witch, but he swallowed it back for fear of being scolded.
System: Do you not want to live anymore, and dare to talk back to your mother.
This sound is like the sound of a wife punishing her husband to kneel on the washboard, which is really chilling!
Zhuang Bi quickly put your good dishes and chopsticks in the cupboard, cleaned his hands, and rushed to the first floor. Presumably a distinguished guest came.
When I got to the first floor, I didn't see a single figure. Suddenly, I couldn't hold back my anger, and the thought of this system was like torturing people.
"Didn't you say there were guests? What about people? Zhuang Bi said with a hint of resentment.
At this time, the system is like a proprietor, and she is very unhappy when she sees that the store is not cleaned: now the sun is high in the sky, and you haven't cleaned it yet. Compare your heart to your heart!
Zhuang Bi looked at it, saw that it was quite clean, and said: "Where is it dirty, which eye do you see?" Does this hygiene need to be cleaned every day? βγ
When the system heard Zhuang Bi return his mouth, he scolded: You ate today, don't you have to eat in the future? Do you see the dust on the shelves?
The voice was like an insult, like a boss scolding an employee. I can't come up with a good way, so I can only scold loudly. And Zhuang Bi especially hates others scolding him, even if the people around him scold him, there seems to be such a force of resistance in his heart, a "rebellious" heart, or a "revenge" heart.