Chapter 71 Housekeeping Song Dull is officially launched
On the first day as a debtor, sad urging, sad urging or sad urging.
Song only really wanted to figure out and figure out whether Shen Lang was helping her or harming her.
Looking at Shen Lang, who was sitting on the sofa and looked like an uncle, Song only hated to wipe his tricky and mean face with a mop of cloth.
Shen Lang seemed to like this feeling very much, and enjoyed it.
He crossed Erlang's legs, tasted the top cat poop coffee, and watched Song only sweat profusely mopping the floor with the eyes of the animal world.
Song only dreamed of having such a house in a big city, but now, she was thinking about whether to change her dream, because the three open houses were too tiring to rub.
AndγAnd there's a ...... in command Big metamorphosis.
Song only thinks that Shen Lang must have an S tendency, otherwise, how could she look so happy when she looks weak and mopping the floor.
Shen Lang pointed to the corner of the TV cabinet floor and raised his chin slightly: "It hasn't been wiped clean." β
"Oh." Song only replied weakly.
It's not that they all say that they eat people with a soft mouth and have short hands to take people, and no one tells her that she owes debts with both short hands and soft mouths.
Originally, she thought that Shen Lang's voice was very good, but now she feels harsh when she listens to it.
Shen Lang glanced at the trash can next to the coffee table, a certain sad and weak debtor, he could only obediently do what he wanted.
It took her more than an hour to wipe the floor.
Finally waited for Shen Lang to finish his coffee and returned to the bedroom, Song only sat on the sofa, panting heavily.
This is just the beginning, and I don't know how to survive in the days to come.
"What are you sitting for?" Shen Lang took the tablet and walked out of the bedroom: "Did I say that you should rest?" Tables, cabinets, bars, stoves, bathrooms, toilets, these are all within your scope of work. β
"This ...... So much? Song almost dropped his jaw in shock.
She blinked her round, furry eyes and asked weakly, "No...... Didn't an aunt help us clean up? β
"I've told my aunt not to clean here in the future." Shen Lang sat down with relief: "In the future, you will be responsible for cleaning the house and use it to pay off debts." β
"Debt?" Song only heard these two words, and his face suddenly became happy: "Really? How much can it be worth? β
Shen Lang glanced at the empty coffee cup and gave Song only a self-realized look.
The weak classmate Song immediately understood what the vampire demon king meant, and made him a cup of coffee: "You please, you please." β
Shen Lang seemed to be satisfied with the performance of the newly hired housekeeping service, and nodded with a smile.
Of course, in the eyes of Song Zhi's children, his smile is the smile of a demon, terrifying, terrifying, and full of violent tendencies.
"Auntie is 10,000 yuan a month, as for you...... It's a part-time job, and it's worth 5,000 yuan a month. β
Five thousand!?
Song only removes five insurances and one housing fund per month's salary, and it is just 5,000 yuan, so housekeeping is quite easy to do, she frowned slightly, and carefully considered whether she wanted to change jobs.
Shen Lang glanced at Song Zhi, who looked demented......
Well?
Her name Song only didn't seem very appropriate, and he wondered if he should propose to her parents to change her name to Song Dudu.
It's just, dumbfounded, and it sounds good.
Shen Lang gently, noticing that he was gently, kicked Song Zhi: "What are you still doing in a daze, don't wipe the table yet." β
"Oh...... Oh! Song only came back to his senses: "I'll go now." β
I rub ...... I rub ...... I rub it......
For 5,000 yuan, Song only gave up.
She finished wiping the table, wiping the cabinet, wiping the bar, wiping the bar, wiping the bathroom, wiping the bathroom......
Finally, finally...... She collapsed on the bed: "Alas...... It's finally done, and it's really exhausting. β
Song only turned over and hugged the pillow tightly: "You can sleep well." β
Knock knock.
Shen Lang knocked on the door twice, stood at the door, and looked at Xiao Xiao Yang Bailao with the expression of Huang Shiren, who oppressed the working people: "Who told you to lie down, look at what time it is, why don't you go to cook?" β
Cook!
Can't Shen Lang see that she is already tired like this, and she even has to let her cook.
He still has no humanity!
If Shen Lang knew what she thought, he would definitely raise his arrogant swan-like neck and tell her, "No." β
The humble Song slowly got up from the bed, and could only drag down his tired body to finish cooking for the evil capitalism.
Alas! She sighed and sighed helplessly: Who let herself owe money to others.
That's all she could tell herself.
Then, he waved a spatula, a frying spoon, and various bottles of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar......
Four dishes and one soup, it is easy to say, but it is not easy to make, and the "IOU" that is as thick as the Xinhua dictionary is also specially noted that each meal cannot be repeated.
The aroma in the house was wafting, and Shen Lang also felt a little hungry, so he walked over to take a look.
Well...... Not bad......
Stir-fried pork with chili, garlic broccoli, vegetarian assortment, and beef with black pepper that hasn't come out of the pan yet.
Shen Lang touched his angular chin and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Good cooking skills." β
"That's ......" Song only raised his head proudly: "My mother said, if you want to tie a man, you have to tie his stomach, as long as you can make a good dish, no matter how strong a man is, he can't escape from the palm of my hand, although I haven't tied any man until now, but I believe that I will definitely tie one in the future." β
Shen Lang's eyes sank, it turned out that the reason why Song Dudu was able to cook a good dish was because of ...... Tie up a man!
His face was very bad, and he was very embarrassed to say.
"If you want to tie up a man, there are many ways, such as ......" Shen Lang said with a wicked taste: "Tie it with a dog chain." β
"You ......"
Song only waved the spatula, eager to try.
Shen Lang had a mediocre attitude, who asked her to say that she wanted to tie up a man.
She also believes that she will ...... in the future
For this, he was very angry and jealous.
"You don't have to eat with me tomorrow at noon."
Song only heard the words, and the joy on his face couldn't be suppressed: "Really? β
Shen Lang smiled and nodded: "Really, but it's ......"
"But?!" Song was only stunned for a moment, he still had "but", she knew that this vampire demon king didn't have any good intentions.
In her stunned gaze, Shen Lang slowly spoke, and said lightly: "I have a lunch meeting at noon tomorrow, and you can prepare my lunch." β
Song only wanted to shoot him to death with a pan.
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and pointed to the stove: "Your beef is going to be pasted in the pot." β
"Ahh Song only screamed: "My beef! β
After a busy day, let alone eating, Song only didn't even have the strength to hold chopsticks.
She watched Shen Lang eat two bowls of rice in one go, and she was so angry......
Let you eat, let you eat, it's better to choke you! Hold you out!
Song only worked hard to pick up vegetables for Shen Lang, and in the blink of an eye, the bowls in Shen Lang's hands were already piled up.
The more energetic she is, the more fragrant Shen Lang eats.
She was going to kill him, he was going to be angry with her.
Dinner was finally over in a peaceful, speechless state.
Shen Lang wiped his mouth, drank saliva, and then sat on the sofa very chicly, admiring a certain derpy melon washing the dishes angrily.
In his eyes, it seems that the appearance of Derpy melon brushing the dishes is so stylish and stylish.
The humble little Song finally got through all kinds of housework, and his body collapsed on the bed weakly.
She planned to sleep happily without brushing her teeth, washing her face, or showering.
It's just that......
Would Mr. Shen let her go so easily?
The answer, of course, is no.
Knock knock.
There was another knock on the door, and Song only couldn't raise his head, and could only lift his eyelids to look.
That Uncle Shen, President Shen, the evil capitalist vampire, was staring at her with an unstoppable and lofty look at her at this moment.
"And what are your commands? Mr. Creditor! β
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, smiled, and said arrogantly: "I want to drink milk." β
"If you want to drink milk, are you going to drink it? I'm not a refrigerator? I'm not a microwave oven? What are you looking for me? β
Song only threw out four question sentences in a row, grabbed the pillow and threw it towards Shen Lang.
Shen Lang's shot was as fast as lightning, and he caught the pillow that came from the attack: "You go and give me hot milk." β
Song only glared at Shen Lang angrily, she took a deep breath, and her short, white fingers pointed at Shen Lang angrily.
Shen Lang actually took out the thick "IOU" from behind his back and shook it in front of Song Zhizhi's eyes.
All right......
Song only suddenly withered.
Alas! Who made her owe money to others, and it was an astronomical sum of two million.
I endure! I endure!
Song only clenched his small fists and went to heat the milk in a gloomy manner.
Finally, when Shen Lang was about to go to sleep, Song only let out a long, long sigh of relief.
She collapsed to the ground with a limp.
She wondered if she was going to poison her lunch tomorrow.
Back in the room, Song's mobile phone rang, and she answered the phone weakly.
"That's it."
"Mom." Song only heard his mother's voice, and suddenly came to his senses: "Mom, I miss you so much." β
"You girl, you don't take the initiative to call me when you miss your mother." Mother Song's words were reproached with concern: "It's just that your cousin will come to you tomorrow, and you will pick you up at the train station." β
"My cousin and cousin are coming?" In Song Zhizhi's mind, a figure that was even more strange than Shen Yuan and a sand sculpture instantly appeared.
"Yes, isn't your cousin admitted to the University of Science and Technology, he wants to familiarize himself with the environment in advance, so he plans to go over to you first, and then you will have to take good care of your cousin."
Oh yes, her sand sculpture cousin is barely a top student, and she was admitted to the University of Science and Technology this year, and she gave him a new mobile phone.
She herself was reluctant to buy such an expensive mobile phone.
"You can't bully your cousin, or I won't be able to spare you."
Before the phone hung up, Song's eyelids drooped weakly, and after a while, her snoring was remembered in the room.
Bell bell bell ......
Early the next morning, Song was only woken up by a rapid ringing of her mobile phone, she touched the phone, and made a voice like a dream: "Hey." Who is it? β
"Just comrade, with the trust of the motherland and the people, I have come thousands of miles to join you."
Song only heard her cousin's voice, sat up suddenly, and slapped her head hard: "Oops, I forgot that the sand sculpture is coming!" β