Ji Qing stiffened with a smile on his face and looked at Song Li: "Isn't it delicious?" ”

Song Li: "......"

In the end, Ji Qing tasted it himself, and a few dishes, either too much salt or too much vinegar, and the green vegetables were tasteless......

Ji Qing left with the food box, and the dishes he brought with him were taken away again.

Thinking of her lonely expression when she left, Song Li drank the porridge made by the man himself, and said slowly: "Actually, it's not very delicious." ”

Fu Shiyi raised his eyebrows and said in a mellow voice: "Although she is my mother, you don't have to wronged yourself to make her happy, after all, you are married to me, not her, and you don't need her consent." ”

Song Li: "......"

The seventh and fifth days of junior high school were simply faceless to listen, and they felt that their grandfather's skin was getting thicker and thicker.

Looking at the little girl's expression, Fu Shiyi smiled a little and returned to her normal color: "If you don't tell the truth, she will do it for you every day in the future." ”

Song Li glanced at him and swallowed the porridge in his mouth: "It seems that Teacher Shi is quite experienced." ”

The seventh and fifth years of junior high school in the living room touched their noses, and they were a little weak.

Speaking of which, they are also victims.

Ji Qing loves to cook, but what he makes is unpalatable, at first Fu Shiyi gave face, but he couldn't stand Ji Qing doing it every day, eating every day, and people who beat him with iron couldn't stand it.

Fu Shiyi didn't give face, so Ji Qing caught the two of them.

Later, the two of them couldn't stand it, so they used various excuses to do the task, anyway, Fu Shiyi didn't go home, and they didn't go, so they escaped.

——

Knowing that Song Li was in the capital, Chu Xifeng also came and gave her the final film of the movie "Killing the Phoenix".

"Xiao Tang asked me to ask you, when will the next script come out."

"Lower......" Song Li raised his eyes and said slowly: "I haven't written it yet." ”

The movie is produced once a year, and various preparations are required for filming and project establishment, and the scripts are written in advance.

This time she said she didn't write it, and Chu Xifeng was stunned.

Song Li said: "This year is a bit busy. ”

Busy going to school, busy repairing all kinds of people looking for trouble to die, busy running around, busy fighting, busy convincing people......

Chu Xifeng didn't know so much, and smiled: "It's okay, it's a big deal to take a year off this year." ”

Song Li took a sip of the milk, crossed his legs, leaned lazily on the back of the sofa chair, and said lazily: "Are you going to keep messing around like this?" ”

Chu Xifeng was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "What is not mixed, I am now a national male god, the youngest actor!" ”

Song Li laughed and didn't say anything more.

——

In the evening, Fu Shi also came, "Little Fourth Master, the master asked me to invite you and Miss Song to the old mansion for dinner." ”

Fu Shiyi frowned and asked Song Li, "Do you want to go?" ”

Song Li thought for a moment and nodded: "Go ahead." ”

She wanted to see if the poison in Old Man Fu's body had been cleaned up.

The kitchen chef of the Fu family's old mansion is a descendant of the imperial kitchen, and there is a large table of dishes, full of color, flavor, and flavor.

Chu Qi hugged a box and said with a smile: "Old man, this is a gift from Miss Song for you." ”

It is a box of drunken days, four altars.

Old Man Fu smiled from ear to ear, his eyes full of kindness: "Come here, what kind of gifts do you bring." ”

Fu Shiyi glanced at him: "If you don't want it, I'll take it." ”

"You've got a mouth." Old Man Fu glared at him angrily, and pulled Song Li to sit down: "It's too thin, it's all what you like to eat, eat more to make up." ”

Song Li's hobby is naturally not in the information checked, and Fu Shiyi will not say it.

It was the old man Fu who lured him from the coercion and profit of the fifth and seventh days of the first month.

After eating, Song Li gave Old Man Fu a pulse, and his eyebrows furrowed: "There are also toxin deposits." ”

Even the poison of her family is so powerful, she has never denied that her blood can fight poison with poison, but she has not been able to completely eliminate it.

Old Man Fu looked away, and said indifferently: "I'm so old, I haven't lived for a few years, and now I can sit here, thanks to you for helping me pick up a life." ”

"It's good to know." Fu Shiyi sat down beside Song Li, slowly sandwiched the dishes for her, and said casually: "Thank you, it's better to have something affordable, you don't lack 18 billion anyway." ”