Qian Peiying was in the space, looking at the little persimmon on the operating table, and said with a disgusted face:

"You say this old Song, is he stupid?

Get a piece of chocolate for your daughter, a bag of potato chips, what do you care?

If it doesn't change back like this, you can see it at a glance.

This is good, he takes the small persimmons, and he has to check the number, belching days, and he can't get on fire day by day. ”

Qian Peiying began to check three or five, "Twenty-five, thirty-two, thirty-four, thirty-seven......"

"Mom."

"Emma!"

Qian Peiying covered her heart, startled, and looked in the direction of the bathroom: "Why did you come in too?" ”

Song Fuling said, aren't you afraid, come in to accompany you, and help you check what's going on by the way. My dad said, you're confused, let me come in and help.

Song Fuling came in quickly, and people only looked for a few representative items.

Kneeling in front of the TV cabinet, she said to her mother while flipping through the medicine: "Mom, hurry up, at the speed of my milk, I'm about to finish crying with people and I'm going to cook, and Mi Shou also said that I can't eat well, let us stop walking around, and slip back to accompany him." ”

Qian Peiying stood in front of the console...... Did she count to more than thirty just now?

Then I only heard Song Fuling say again: "Actually, whether you check it or not, you basically have the answer." ”

Hold up the medicine: "Look, there are only two small bags of cold granules that my father fed to Mi Shou, which means that he didn't come back." My dad gave Jinbao the Banlan root they punched, and now there are only six bags left in a big box, because we drank two meals at the time, exactly six bags. The anti-inflammatory drugs for Si Zhuang didn't come back, and the anti-inflammatory drugs for shoulders he took came back. ”

Song Fuling closed the drawer and went to look through the toilet paper, okay, the toilet paper and sanitary napkins are all there.

Paper, such a precious thing, whether it is Mi Shou or Mrs. Ma, they don't use it.

Qian Peiying sighed: "I knew that I had to save some effort at that time, and I dared to pad two or three a day, and I was reluctant to change it if I was not almost soaked." ”

Another gust of wind blew into several bedrooms to check her clothes, and stepped on the ladder to check her moisture-proof mat.

Well, they didn't come back, including what they wore by themselves, combined with a few plastic basins that she had buried in the pit with her own hands, she basically knew what she knew.

Song Fuling went to the north balcony to get a plastic bag of flowers of a special color, and put the food she was going to eat in a plastic bag for a while, and put it in the bathroom, planning to let her father take it out.

After doing this, he leaned against the glass door and asked Qian Peiying: "It's 56, I'm back with food." ”

"Yes."

"Then let's go."

"Wait a minute, put up those dirty shorts you changed out of your stinky socks for me. It's not airtight in this room, and whatever it smells like when you bring it in, it's fresh, who are you going to smoke to death, you want it. You're one, your dad is one, you two are really. ”

Song Fuling was unconvinced: "I'm not better than my father?" My dad's socks were sticky to the soles of his shoes, and he didn't know how to change them. ”

Song Fusheng outside, sneezed loudly and wrapped the padded jacket on his body.

"How's it going?"

Song Fuling: "Dad, you take out the plastic bag of flowers for the bathroom for me first." Let's eat and say, let me eat and drink. ”

Song Fusheng was chattering, this space is the scum, and if you give the division of labor and cooperation, you can't everyone be able to send, take and change, and go in to get food for your daughter.

The servants were eating, but they really didn't dare to squat in the back garden of other people's houses, and the birds quietly slipped out of the door.

Where to eat, I found the outer wall of my house I don't know whose house it was in the dark, it was a dead end, and I squatted to eat.

And just in case, the finished food bags and so on lead to Song Fuling's arms, so that in case someone comes, only Song Fuling can immediately send all the food back to the space, and it can be changed.

Song Fusheng choked so hard that he couldn't eat and said vaguely: "Don't say it, this Gangrong steamed cake is really delicious." ”

After eating one, stuff the bag into the girl's arms, eat one in a few seconds, and then stuff the empty bag.

Then tear the bag of women's milk powder, which is said to be zinc and iron, how can there be hot water to brew? Besides, how can brewing show that they are local tyrants, Song Fusheng directly poured dry milk powder into his mouth, and tore open five or six bags in a row and poured them into his mouth.

Qian Peiying took a big bite of chocolate, bit it rattling, the front teeth were blackened, and she drank mineral water when it was too sweet, and said regretfully:

"The time is not right, if it is five or six o'clock in the afternoon, how good it would be, I designated to cook at that time, if there are stir-fried vegetables and stewed fish in the pot, and there is rice in the rice pot, we can serve a few bowls when we want to eat, and there are always after, and we don't even have to cook, so we will repeat the meal and serve the food." Why bother to eat this cold, there is no hot air in the stomach. ”

Song Lingling stuffed Zhang Junya into her mouth one by one, choked her and drank yogurt, so she drank yogurt after a while: "Mother, people should be content." Besides, you only discovered the skill today, and you were still hungry before. ”

After speaking, Song Fuling put the bag up and poured slag into her mouth, and said vaguely: "It's a pity that Mi Shou can't share the blessings with us." ”

Song Fusheng stuffed three or five cherries into his mouth together, and red juice flowed out from the corners of his mouth when he ate, and nodded: "It's pitiful." ”

Qian Peiying was carrying a bunch of grapes to bite, she hadn't eaten for a long time: "This space is simply too picky, more than your father, it can be regarded as the head of the household." Mi Shou can be neat, belch, I worry when I think about it. With that, he picked up another apple and took a bite.

"Dad, why don't you leave me a sauce beef, just a small piece."

"It's okay, let your mother change it for you again."

"Yes, girl, don't be noisy, Mom will go in and change in a while, hey, in fact, if you give me a pot, I can take out a piece of meat, take a green onion, and our noodles are also available again, I can cook you meat and marinade hot soup noodles." Rice shou is also best for eating noodles, which are boiled rotten. ”

If you look at the way he eats, it doesn't look like he's pitiful Mishou at all.

Moreover, since eating, the servants don't talk about the topic, and now in their place, everything can wait.

"What's that, Peiying, come, take the anti-inflammatory medicine."

Qian Peiying didn't push back this time, and took the medicine casually.

"What's that, Mom, let's go in and restock."

Qian Peiying entered the space, and it was a little strange to return to the serious replenishment, she sat down on the sofa without being stunned, and began to count down to sixty in her heart. In fact, people don't need to count, just come in, but she is worried that there will not be enough time to come in, so don't replenish half of the goods.

After counting sixty, she immediately stood up and checked, and checked all the food she had just eaten, Emma, it was all back, it was amazing.

Outside, Song Fuling also began to whisper to her father:

"From what I've observed, that's how the rules should be, auntie.

I only have the skill of sending things in.

Daddy, you're taking it out.

Mom, restock.

Under the division of labor, there are some detailed rules, the rules are as follows:

First of all, as for consumables such as food and drink, as long as we use them, my mother will be able to turn them back as soon as they enter.

But clothes, basins, etc., combined with the basin we threw on the road, our binoculars and thermometers and other objects, the rule should be that you can only come back if you are worn out or damaged.

If you lose it, you throw it away on purpose, if you give it away, if you throw it away for someone else to pick it up, then you won't be able to get it back.

This space just can't speak, if it can speak, the meaning is obvious, that is, except for the three of us, no one wants to take advantage of it.

And he almost told us that if you want to make a fortune from the things in the house, you can't work hard and indulge.

Also, Dad, otherwise my mother can change things like that, such a circular method, our family can make a fortune selling rice and win. ”

Song Fusheng frowned slightly: "Girl, let's sum it up well, can we find its loopholes?" ”

"For example?"

"For example, we don't give Mi Shou food and drink, but let's take your mother's gold ring out and sell it, this can be regarded as our use, it has to be turned back, right? Then let's use the money from the sale of gold rings to buy delicious food here for Mi Shou. ”

Song Fuling shook her head: "Dad, do you believe it?" Your gold ring sells for ten taels of silver on the front foot, eight taels for us, two taels for Mi Shou, and when I turn around, my mother goes in and changes, and the gold ring that changes back can be a little smaller, do you believe it? It's smarter than us. ”

Qian Peiying: "It's really picky, it's really picky." ”

In the distance, Mrs. Ma whispered as she walked: "San'er, fat girl?" ”