Back home. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The first thing to do is to feed the cats, and being a cat owner is really hard.

When Izumi returned home, she saw her mother typing frantically, and her mouth was still chattering. Of course, she's not operating the game, with her kind of rookie operation, even if she has a high hand speed, she's just giving people away.

She is fighting with others at this time, not only by herself, not just by herself, not just with the vest, and even deliberately pretending to be the opposite person and then guiding the other party to show her flaws.

Her extremely high hand speed doesn't do much in games, but she is good at online scolding battles.

Izumi returned to the kitchen to prepare for cooking, but fortunately there was a surplus of dishes, and it was easy to cook.

Jinghua just did a little bit and beckoned her mother to eat.

An Mengxi first mocked the person who was fighting with her on the other side, such as why you can scold me for so long, it must be because you don't have a girlfriend. And I, now there is a soft and cute girl who cooks a meal for me to eat.

Before coming to the table, An Mengxi was ready to solve it without etiquette, after all, she still made an appointment with someone to fight again after eating.

However, when she ate a little, she frowned.

"Today's food is so unpalatable."

"Is it that unpalatable? I can't eat it. ”

Izumi tasted her own food, and no matter what it was, she felt the same as before.

"No, no, no, it's not as meticulous as before, it's very casual to cut vegetables, and it's fried indiscriminately, this taste, well, no!"

An Mengxi said, shaking her head.

"It's not bad, it's not much different if it's salty, it's not all the same taste." Quan Jinghua ate the vegetables and said indifferently.

"It's a big difference."

"Do you really think you're a princess and can feel the peas under twenty quilts? Besides, you're still a maid, and it's already good for you to not let you kill chickens for me, and you're still picky eaters. ”

Hearing Quan Jinghua's words, An Mengxi stopped and asked, "Then, do you need horses to kill chickens?" Is there a reward? ”

"No, and, no! Eat well. ”

After a reprimand, Quan Jinghua finished eating, but picked up the note.

“********！ Don't write my name! I'm still young, I'm old, I'm young, and my daughter hasn't grown up yet. Meow! ”

An Mengxi was about to come to grab the book, but was pushed away by Jinghua: "Don't disturb me, okay." Why do you think it's ********? ”

"You are so stingy, I offended you, you will definitely be recorded in the little book, and you will definitely take revenge on me!" An Mengxi said conclusively.

"When did I get stingy."

"I won't even buy a Coke, and I'm not stingy." An Mengxi grabbed the notebook, but found that there were a lot of messy words written on it. "What is this?"

I saw that it was written with words such as "There are too many mistakes in the third action, and I can't let go of the fifth action" and so on.

"It's today's mistake, I'll record it, and I'll try not to make it in the future."

Quan Jinghua took back the notes from the sluggish An Mengxi and continued to record.

"There were too many mistakes today."

The more she thought about it, the more irritated she became, not just because of mistakes, but because it was predictable that those mistakes would only increase in the future.

"Do you need horses to kill chickens? Meow? ”

An Mengxi leaned over and asked flatteringly.

As she spoke, she put her hands on Jinghua's shoulders. "Rub it for you."

I have to say that the service of the cat-eared maid is pleasant even if it is not good, but after a moment, Quan Jinghua feels that the whole person is relaxed. But when she turned back and was about to thank her mother for her hard work, she saw a more pleasant look on the face of the cat-eared maid.

"It's so comfortable just rubbing your shoulders, it's so soft!"

Quan Jinghua suddenly retracted her gratitude, and at the same time couldn't help but sigh, is it really so soft? It's obviously a servant, why is that the one who serves is more happy!

And at this time, on top of the network.

An Mengxi's opponent unleashed a frantic onslaught.

"Say that there are girls, you come up with delusion, how can there be soft and cute girls who can cook."

"Hey, where have you gone, you must not be able to win me, run away."

"It's my win."

"Load it downline, I will too, you can't fool me."

"Went to accompany my sister?"

"Really went?"

"Damn!"

Not only him, but also many people in the audience, who either supported or opposed, or simply watched the play, saw that this good show came to an abrupt end. They all expressed their contempt.

……

At this time, Minami Xiang Aya's home.

Completely different from the style of the Izumi family, the Izumi family is also very large, and there are many objects in the house, especially there are too many small objects, even if there is a tidying up, it will look a little cluttered. Especially in the case of Anmengxi, it is difficult to tidy up. However, it is also very popular.

And the Nan family is actually not necessarily bigger than the Quan family, but it seems to be bigger.

This is because there is nothing else in the house except for large utensils, and it looks very empty.

Walking into the house, Nanxiang Aya thought about it, but still didn't go back to the room directly, but walked to another room.

There was the sound of a violin through the door, and the sound of this violin was so beautiful that it seemed a little mournful.

Although Nanxiang Aya is not a professional musician, after all, her ex-husband is a music director, even if she doesn't understand it, she has a level of appreciation.

The daughter's ability is still there.

It's just bad luck.

If it's just once or twice, it's an infinite number of times.

Growing up, Nanxiang Aya has seen her daughter do many things, whether it is studying, tutoring, or music. She learns everything very quickly.

Originally, she even thought that this was probably the kind of genius that her ex-husband was looking forward to, and she was proud of it.

But soon she felt very uncomfortable.

I study very quickly, and the teacher praises me vigorously, but when it comes to the exam, I always play abnormally. Although it is not a failure or a complete mistake, it is even considered by most people to be a remarkable achievement. But the more people who know about it, the more they will say, it shouldn't.

It was supposed to be the first place, but it fell out of place after a few simple mistakes for some reason. The one who deserves to win the championship will miss out after the mistake.

If you can't or can't do it, forget it, but every time it's a simple mistake. There are always accidents, and her achievements are always sighing.

If nothing else, she will have an accident.

Over time, she simply didn't look forward to it. Because the more you look forward to it, the easier it is to be disappointed.

Originally, she would have symbolically comforted her. However, after hearing the music of her daughter's violin, she felt that it was also a good choice to let her be quiet.

Even if you have the ability and level, it is meaningless if you can't play it.

Let her look forward to it in vain, it's better to calm down, maybe she will play better.

Moreover, even if it is comforting, I don't know what to say.

She felt that there was a gap between herself and her daughter, and there was no way to communicate properly.

Thinking of this, she turned around and walked to her room, there was no takeout today, so she took out the stored instant noodles and prepared to pay attention to it.

While she is still studying music and books related to the music industry, even if she can't become a musician, she feels that she should know about it.

And the more I learned, the more I was surprised by Izumi Jinghua's idea, which was mature and operable, and it was by no means a simple fantasy, but a plan that had been adjusted according to the actual situation.

Thinking of Jinghua, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at the blue and white stripes placed not far away, and then shook her head.

"The texture is poor, and the colors don't match."

Then I think of the empty upper circumference of the mirror flower.

She gritted her teeth again.

"That guy, doesn't he care about his daughter's development?"