Chang'an patted his sister on the shoulder and went out of the second door to greet the stuffy man.

Fang Yue ran back to the main room to find her mother, "Mom, think about it, there is no divorce here, and it seems to be very troublesome to get divorced, you ......"

Dong Xiaoying frowned, turned over her hand and stuffed a box of yogurt to her daughter, "I know, I'll think of a way, I can't separate first!" ”

"Emma, is this a new skill?" Fang Yue drank all the yogurt in a few sips and handed the box to her mother, "Send it back!" ”

Dong Xiaoying fell on the bed, her head hit the porcelain pillow, and the frightened Fang Yue hurriedly checked, don't break the porcelain pillow! This porcelain touches ......

After a while, Dong Xiaoying sat up and rubbed her head, looking down at the yogurt box in her other hand...... I don't think I have the skills to send it back yet!

"It's over, it's over, I can't send it back, what's the matter?" Dong Xiaoying glared at her daughter, "Why are you so greedy, what can you do if you don't drink yogurt?" What can I do? There's no plastic here, and the box is still printed with a picture, so people can see it, what do you say? ”

Fang Yue's eyes rolled and said, "Mom, isn't there hot water boiling on the stove?" Later, when we fetch water and wash, you will finish burning this stuff in the stove. ”

"Plastic smells like it burns!" Dong Xiaoying frowned and looked at the yogurt box.

"We're in the backyard, there's a taste!" Fang Yue didn't care.

Chang'an shouted stuffy: "It's been a busy day, don't fall asleep, there is hot water on the stove, wash and relieve fatigue." ”

"Hmm!" The stuffy man raised his eyes and looked at the little master, today's young master spoke warmly, and he was different, like his own family, what's the matter?

I heard that the young master was smashed by a mule cart and almost couldn't recover. It's my fault! I didn't insist on driving the little master to the countryside, if the young lady and the little master were gone, I wouldn't be able to atone for my sins if I died a hundred times.

"Little master, the minion is wrong, the minion is ......"

Chang'an glanced left and right, "Minion, who?" Where did the minions come from? ”

"Uh......" The stuffy man lowered his head and didn't squeak, the little master was playing with him?

Chang'an patted the muffled arm, originally wanted to pat the shoulder, but the ten-year-old child was not tall enough, "In the future, you are not allowed to call yourself a slave, I will treat you as an elder brother, Brother Bore!" ”

What? Your mother said, when I am a brother, you are a brother? Why is the generation so messy!

"Go fetch water to wash up and soak your feet in hot water." Chang'an instructed and turned around and went back to the West Wing.

Mom has a girlish heart! The mobile phone is full of idol dramas.

Well! The heroine is okay! This small face plate, small body, tsk! What the male protagonist is?,Sissy!

Later, tell my mother to take out the solar power bank, at least support me to finish the idol drama. The ancient nightlife was too boring, there were no skewers, beer, no Internet, and no WeChat, but fortunately, there was no overtime.

After the stuffy man washed, he filled the jar with water and boiled a pot of hot water before going back.

Dong Xiaoying held the yogurt box, took her daughter, and went to the stove room sneakily.

Fang Yue turned around and went out, and when he came back, he smelled the pungent smell of burnt plastic. That's not going to work! I can't take it out and send it back, it's okay that the yogurt box burns, but the phone can't burn!

Well? What about mobile phones? Fang Yue didn't care about her mother, who was busy washing her hair, she ran to find her brother, and her mother had a lot of romance novels on her mobile phone, all of which she downloaded out of boredom.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Chang'an was startled, the volume of the mobile phone was turned to the lowest, why did he still attract this pestering spirit?

After Dong Xiaoying washed her hair, she began to worry again, she took out the shampoo, a big bottle, why can't she send it back? Or pour it into the jar and stuff the bottle into the stove and burn it?

After wrapping his hair and about to go to find the jar, the West Wing exclaimed: "Brother! Elder brother! ”

Dong Xiaoying rushed into the west wing, and her daughter was crying and shaking her fainted son, "What's wrong?" An An, An An! Is this dizzy? ”

Fang Yue pinched his brother's people hard, this little place under his nose, don't care where it is, just pinch it.

"Don't move, don't move." Dong Xiaoying suddenly blessed her heart, looked at her daughter and said, "Is this the same when I go home?" ”

Fang Yue cried with a small face, blinked his big eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Why can you all go back, I can't!" ”

"I'll go back and see."

Boom! Mom smashed my brother this time.

Chang'an was standing in his bedroom, looking at the vomit in the trash can with disgust, it was too smelly, why didn't my mother clean it?

How did I come back? Turns out I also have this skill? Didn't find out before, is it network latency?

"An An?" Dong Xiaoying stood in the bathroom and shouted without taking a step.

"Mom! I'm here! Chang An walked out of the bedroom and stared at his mother for a minute, and the two laughed at the same time.

"Let's go, let's go out quickly, your sister is outside alone, I don't worry."

Chang An turned around and went to the bedroom, and took the garbage bag in the trash can in his hand, "Mom, clean up the house, it smells too bad." ”

Fang Yue watched a few black garbage bags suddenly appear in her mother's hand, and thought to herself, her mother is really good at talking.

"You don't know, the smell in the house." Chang'an sat up and looked around, "What about the garbage I took?" ”

Dong Xiaoying was going out to burn these stuffed stoves, but when she turned her head and saw that her son didn't bring anything out, "What's wrong with this?" ”

"Brother, where's the phone?" Just now, the two grabbed the mobile phone, and she accidentally pressed her hand on her brother's injured shoulder, thinking that her brother had fainted in pain!

The mother guarded the sour garbage bag for a while to study, and my mother's skill at this stage is to take it out, dedication, and my brother is to send it in, contribution.

"And what skill am I?" Fang Yue looked around and took off the deadbolt, "Brother, give me a stick, knock it out and try to see if you can go back." ”

"Don't make a fuss, it's nothing more than a network delay, don't worry, we can take it out, we can send it back, what else do you want?" Chang'an snatched the bolt of the door and comforted his sister.

Fang Yue howled: "What am I almost about? Why can't I go back? The network delay of the fart, can be taken, can be sent, what else do you want me to do! ”

Dong Xiaoying said with a smile: "Okay, you will enjoy our family the most, I won't bother you about this, why do you want to tell your mother, use the remaining garbage to let your brother send it back, how good!" ”

Co-authoring is the enjoyment type!

On the first night of coming to ancient times, the mother and wife held a mobile phone alone, watched idol dramas, read romance novels, and watched big movies and papers that existed in mobile phones many years ago. There is no consciousness at all in ancient times.

Aunt Wang made breakfast, and Dong Xiaoying went to Xili to wake up her daughter, "Hurry up, let's go shopping in a while, there is no rice cooker here, and we have to go to the stove to heat it up again when breakfast is cold." ”

Fang Yue rubbed her eyes, "What time do you have to get up?" "Pick up my phone and look, my God, it's just six o'clock in the morning, why is it so bright?

"Mom, I think we should install curtains, you watch a TV series, use a bucket of fingers, and the window paper will poke a small hole, how scary!"

Dong Xiaoying put her clothes next to the pillow for her daughter, hugged yesterday's dirty clothes, and said, "Yes, I also think there should be curtains." However, I will wear a small Nene today, don't wear it tomorrow, it's not good to wash it here, take it out to dry, what does Sister-in-law Wang say when she sees it?

And your velvet socks, thinking that no one will see you wearing them inside, how do you wash them? Where to dry? ”

Fang Yue studied how to wear the clothes, and muttered: "I don't know if the phone can be charged when I send it back, Mom, don't forget to ask my brother to take out the solar power bank." Do you still have battery on your phone? ”

Dong Xiaoying went out with her clothes in her arms, worrying about it, that thing would run out of power after watching it for a while, and she spent so much money in vain.

At the dinner table, Chang'an stared at the eggs in the bowl, "Have you washed your hands?" Have you brushed your teeth and washed your face? ”

"Brother, I don't think the program is right, I ate and my mouth is dirty again, I should eat first, and then wash my face and brush my teeth!" Fang Yue then peeled the eggs, and then peeled another one for her mother, and her hands were clean.

Dong Xiaoying listened to her daughter's strange theories for many years, didn't bother to pay attention to them, hugged the dirty clothes and said to Sister-in-law Wang: "Wait a while, please trouble your sister-in-law to send it out for pulp washing." ”

I looked up and saw the stuffy man, "Ouch, come in and eat!" ”