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After the last time it rained heavily, Wu Yunuo made the school uniform dusty and dirty, Ms. Zheng Shaojun finally gave an ultimatum, "Wu Yunuo, in the future, you should wash your own clothes." ”

Alas! So, this weekend, Wu Yunuo started to cry and shout again to wash school uniforms.

There are seven or eight pieces inside and out, her muscles and bones are broken, her palms are swollen and red, her cheeks are blue, and her sister, who is changing clothes in the bathroom, is not moved at all.

Early in the morning, my sister's good friend Fan Wenwen came to the house, beat her chest and began to count, "Comrade Shaojun, you rebelled like this?" Am I trying to match you? ”

My sister stood in front of the mirror leisurely and traced her almost perfect eyebrows, and said, "Mao Zhixiong is really not suitable for me." ”

"I think, you must be biased against Mao Zhixiong, how do you understand and consider it? Although he is not as tall as Shi Jianan, not as handsome as Shi Jianan, nor as diploma as Shi Jianan, and not as promising as Shi Jianan, he is more reliable than Shi Jianan!! ”

I really have never seen such a consolation to others, Fan Wenwen is a wonderful flower in the slightly fat world. Wu Yunuo likes her very much, after all, except for her, no one can hit her mentally disabled sister.

And my sister is doing a quick search in the closet for clothes that can show off her outstanding temperament.

Say it, you may not believe it, but now the lady in front of you with waterfall-like long hair slightly curled, a white goose egg face, a pair of apricot eyes embedded under her slender and slightly curved eyebrows, dressed in plain clothes, stepping on small heels, and walking confidently and calmly is Wu Yunuo's sister Ms. Zheng Shaojun.

This look, this temperament, and this size really don't match the usually nervous Zheng Shaojun.

However, this is indeed Zheng Shaojun, a beautiful woman who is unparalleled in the world.

In other words, no matter how raunchy and brainy Ms. Zheng Shaojun is at home, when she goes out of Wu's house, she is a shy flower in the closed moon, a serious lover.

Thinking back then, it is more beautiful than Wu Yunuo now.

Thinking of this, Wu Yunuo subconsciously stood up, straightened up, and looked at himself in the mirror, "The more I look at it, the more I feel like a mushroom essence!" Wu Yunuo muttered quietly, very dissatisfied with the mushroom head that her sister had just taken care of herself.

At the same time, she also showed extreme impatience for the conversation between her sister and Fan Wenwen, and it was definitely not because of the hairstyle that caused her some trouble.

Also, although I'm eighteen years old, and my breasts are two sizes plump, can I not discuss men's inferiority in front of characters who have no experience in love!!

It's really hard to start a relationship normally!

"Comrade Shaojue, we have been friends for so many years, and we have been almost nurtured by me, why can't we unify aesthetics once?"

"Mosquito, I think you are a good match for Mao Zhixiong."

"Nonsense, we're brothers who worship the handle, don't mess up, okay? Besides, Shi Jiannan doesn't know what to do outside with that look? You say, oh, this person is like a missing person when he goes to college, isn't it scary? Are you still waiting for him? ”

", why should I wait for him, people should always look forward?"

"It's just a hard mouth, you have entered the thirtie-year-old team, and the market has begun to plummet, you have to know it!!"

"Don't you seem to be the same?"

"I'm a year younger than you, and I'm a year old!!" Zheng Shaojun must have a great defect in his senses, so he will turn a blind eye to Mao Zhixiong's goodness, Fan Wenwen worked hard to match them, and finally broke up, and her mood was very unbeautiful.

"Don't worry, the 10,000-year-old singles organization has given you twelve points of affirmation for your age." Zheng Shaojun waved his hand, signaling that Fan Wenwen could go.

Last night, my sister said that Fan Wenwen had asked Fan Jingheng, the president of the Municipal People's Hospital, that is, Fan Wenwen's father, to ask her as a midwife to take an annual leave in the coming week and prepare to go to Singapore for a family tour package, so this morning, she conveyed a request to let her sister take her to the airport.

"There are a lot of essential items in the trunk, and it seems that you can't pass the security check?" Fan Wenwen beckoned to Wu Yunuo to say goodbye, Wu Yunuo shook her wet hands and hurriedly followed out, she just loves to watch the excitement and send guests out.

"I don't know, I think you're moving?" Zheng Shaojun opened the co-pilot and saw a lot of things behind him, as well as a pet dog --- Xiaojingba.

"It's okay, you can't get over, you pull it back."

So, Fan Wenwen entrusted the family's private car and private dog to her sister with a casual sentence.

Watching the red off-road vehicle go away, Wu Yunuo walked back happily, but when he turned around, he saw Xiao Gengming, who was wearing a jacket and milk shape, standing at the door of his house, smiling at Wu Yunuo.

Oh my boy!! The current Wu Yunuo is an unkempt and ruined appearance, so the moment he saw Xiao Gengming's bright smile, he fled non-stop.

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Lao Wu, the chef of the Wu family, went to the countryside today, and the second chef Zheng Shaojun was also taken away by Fan Wenwen, and only Wu Yunuo, who can't cook and can't tell how pots and pans are used, and Mrs. Wu, who is often out of tune when cooking, and Wu Yuyan, who has clothes to reach out for rice and open her mouth.

Although there are discus pans, rice cookers, wok and other cooking artifacts at home, Mrs. Wu can never cook a decent meal.

For example, if you cook a pot of rice that is just right, both soft and hard, open the rice cooker and enjoy the simple and sticky aroma of rice, and the noisy steam almost dissolves into the ethereal feeling of mist.

It's simply impossible.

The rice is not enough, let alone any difficult meals.

Therefore, when he saw Mrs. Wu alone in the kitchen, copying the spoon with mixed feelings and not knowing how to start, Wu Yunuo opened the refrigerator, brought out the leftovers from last night, and heated it up.

In the end, because there was little water at the bottom of the pot and the fire was too big, it was mushy, and after that, Mrs. Wu continued to fight with pots and pans, and couldn't help but sigh in her mouth, "I can even pull back a patient who is on the verge of no signs of life from the line of life and death, how can I not diagnose and treat these things?" ”

Finally, Wu Yunuo heard the sound of heroic sacrifices on plates and bowls, as well as the sound of horns billowing from the smoke of a wok.

A battle, declared a defeat.

Looking at Mrs. Wu, who came back from the explosion scene, came over with a bowl of instant noodles surrounded by war, Wu Yunuo's tears came out of her eyes, my good mother, have you forgotten? It's my birthday!

Probably aware of Wu Yunuo's melancholy, Mrs. Wu hurriedly covered her smoky style and pulled her hair, "That's it, let's go out to eat, okay, that's it, this should have been decided a long time ago." ”

Mrs. Wu, who had a sense of accomplishment in her opinions, began to go to the bathroom to pick herself up.

Wu Yunuo, who was hungry with his chest against his back, pulled the big head of the third sister Wu Yuyan out of the instant noodle bowl, and inserted the chopsticks into it strongly, and was about to send the soft instant noodles into his mouth when he ushered in Wu Yuyan's howling and crying, "My noodles, that's my noodles!! ”

Wu Yunuo swallowed his saliva and put a few strands of noodles into Wu Yuyan's mouth.