167: Who's who, who's doing it

stayed up until six o'clock in the evening at school, and Song Yu finally finished writing eight questions. He has already got the answers to the last two questions, but it is one thing to get the answers, and it is another thing to understand.

He still couldn't teach at all.

He wanted to resign directly, but because he signed a seven-day contract in the morning, if he resigned now, not only would he not receive any points, but he would also have to post 100 points upside down to the program team.

But if he comes back tomorrow, he'll have to be humiliated for another day...

For a few moments, Song Yu wanted to curse himself for having an infectious disease or something, and then he could lie on the bed openly.

Thinking about this nonsense, suddenly a familiar big head appeared in front of him again.

It's Oki!

The boy smiled happily and carried a basket of fruit in his hand.

"Teacher Song! To give! ”

Oki placed the basket and an envelope in front of him.

Song Yu frowned: "What is this?" I can't accept your gift. ”

Song Yu: "You're still young, don't engage in these things." ”

Da Mu was stunned for a moment and touched his head.

After reacting for a few seconds, he spoke: "You misunderstood, this fruit is not for you but for Xi, I just hope that you can help me bring it to Senior Sister when you go back." ”

Song Yu was stunned: "Your senior sister?" Who? ”

Da Mu: "It's Ling Bingbing..."

A flash of light flashed in Song Yu's eyes-

Well?

Ling Bingbing graduated from the village elementary school?

And his fiancΓ© in that village...

If you can find that man, can you do something with him?

"Well... Okay, I'll send it for you, but your senior sister... Doesn't seem like it's from here? ”

"Did she go to school here?"

Oki: "No, how could she go to school here?" ”

Song Yu: ??

Song Yu: "Could that be your senior sister?" ”

Ohki: "Our school is a chain, although it may not be called that, but there are branches all over the country. ”

"In addition to the Great Wilderness Mountain, I also have Dabei Mountain, Daxi Mountain, Daliang Mountain, and Dalu Mountain."

Song Yu: "......"

Damu: "And I will definitely be admitted to the university where my sister is in the future, so it's no problem to call me a senior sister, a senior sister, a lifelong senior sister." ”

Song Yu: @##Β₯%

Song Yu continued to ask: "Then do you know that your senior sister's child husband..."

Da Mu looked at him vigilantly: "What are you doing?" ”

Song Yu: "Just... Curious. ”

Da Mu was speechless: "You are curious about what others do, and you can't learn it yourself." ”

Damu: "If you have time to be curious about other people's affairs, why don't you go back and study hard, Uncle Song." You can't even tutor junior high school students. ”’

Song Yu: @##Β₯%...

Forget it, murder is against the law.

"Oh yes, the envelope is for you, although you didn't tell us a single question, but there is no credit and hard work, at least you also accompanied us for a day and didn't bother us."

"So... The reward still has to be received! ”

Song Yu: "This... This..."

Although he didn't want to, he still had to say, "This... I can't take ......."

"I... Well deserved..."

"Harm! Don't, what's so deserved, anyway, the school doesn't pay you for full attendance. ”

Song Yu: ???

Song Yu's face instantly became extremely exciting, he opened the envelope with shaking hands, and he saw...

8 points cards of one point.

...

......

"I..."

Da Mu patted him on the shoulder: "How about it, is our school particularly humane, although you don't do anything, we still give you how much according to how many hours you have been in class." ”

Song Yu: @##Β₯%......

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With an extremely depressed mood, Song Yu walked back with the fruit basket.

This fruit basket is so big, and it's very heavy.

But correspondingly, Damu didn't let him bring the goods for nothing, he gave 2 points for shipping!

Dead Child!! When the show is finished, he must be good-looking!

It took him half an hour to finally bring the basket to where he lived.

Seeing the lights on in several houses from afar, he couldn't help but breed a warm emotion in his heart.

He had never looked forward to coming home and seeing his wife more than at this time.

Presumably, at this time, his wife had already prepared a meal and was waiting for him.

He...

Wrong!

How is this lit room not his home?

And also...

Why don't you smell the aroma of the food at all?

Song Yu was dumbfounded.

Did he go wrong?

It's impossible...

He is a person with a special sense of direction, almost never misses, and he doesn't need to navigate when driving.

"Did the director team reassign the room this afternoon?"

After so many years, even if he has a child, Xiao Chenchen will arrange everything, he can not go home, but as long as he wants to go home, there must be food at home.

"Nope."

"What about my wife?" Song Yu was puzzled.

It was fine in the morning.

"Ms. Xiao? Ms. Xiao and Miss Ling went to the back mountain. ”

Song Yu: "Where are you going?" ”

Song Yu suspected that he was hallucinating.

The staff of the program team: "Back Mountain, Miss Ling brought a set of night fishing equipment, and the two of them should set up tents in the back mountain." ”

"Oh yes, Ms. Xiao asked me to tell you that this is today's girlfriend bureau, so please go to bed early and don't have to wait for her."

"In addition, this is 10 points, she asked the program team, although the program team does not sell snacks, but if you really can't cook, you can go to "Late Night Canteen" at night."

Song Yu was stunned.

He understood everything the staff said, but why couldn't he understand it when it was connected?

Xiao Chenchen didn't make dinner for him, even if he didn't go home at night???

No, it's him crazy or Xiao Chenchen is crazy.

An inexplicable panic was mixed with irritability, which kept rippling in Song Yu's chest.

It was as if something was out of his control.

This is something he does not want and will never allow to happen.

"Where are they? You take me there. ”

He couldn't set this precedent for Xiao Chenchen, it took him so many years to transfer a Kochi woman. Teach him to be the ideal wife in his mind.

"It's... Not quite right. The staff didn't say yes to him at the first time.

Song Yu's back molars were sour, but he didn't dare to get angry at the camera, so he could only bite his lip and say: "She is my wife and the mother of my children." It's not that I disagree with him forming a girlfriend bureau, but it's really a little late at this point. ”

"And Chenchen's health is not good, so he can't stay up late."

"If he doesn't rest well, doesn't get enough sleep, and feels uncomfortable, who can be responsible."

He looks like a good husband, and this trick is also the one he has used the most, invincible.

"Oh, so you're worried that she's not resting well, are you?"

"Mainly, it's just about not getting enough sleep, right?" The staff asked again.

Song Yu: ......

That's the point?

With a smile on his face, Song Yu tugged: "Yes... My wife had to get eight hours of sleep. ”

"Oh, that's right, what time does she usually sleep?" The staff asked again.

Song Yu: ??

Song Yu's brows were so deep that he could almost kill flies.

"The question... Isn't it a little too private? ”

[yes, I think too.] 】

[That is, what time do husbands and wives go to bed? 】

[The program team wants to be the licking dog of the Hao family, right? ] This kind of question is asked. 】

[I'm the only one who thinks girls shouldn't stay home at night? 】

[I...]

[It's not going to a nightclub, why can't you stay home at night?] Even if you go to a nightclub, it's personal freedom. 】

[After the identification is completed, the upstairs is an absolute scumbag. 】

[Laughing to death, the old lady is not a scumbag, you don't need to judge]

Looking at the hype in the live broadcast room, Qin Di leisurely put down the big teapot and picked up a speaker.

"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Song, we're just a little curious, Mrs. Song gets up at 4 o'clock every morning, what time do you have to sleep at night to sleep enough for eight hours?"

"It should be before 9 o'clock, right?"

"As far as I know, your son often attends classes until 9:30, right?"

"So... Who wouldn't let your wife sleep? ”

"It's not me anyway, what do you say?" Qin Di said with a smile.

Without waiting for Song Yu to answer, Qin Di wanted to hold the horn and sigh with emotion: "Maybe Miss Ling, otherwise you can go to a good house to complain." ”

Song Yu: @##Β₯%......&