Vegetable Husband: I love you so much, I pretend

He took the script of the leading actor.

Song Yu himself thought so.

In his early years, he experienced his father's failure in business and became an alcoholic at home, and then Dongshan was not together.

He grew up with his grandpa.

Although grandpa has 4 grandchildren, grandpa has been optimistic about him since he was a child.

He also lived up to the expectations of his grandfather. Even though his family was in decline, he was still admitted to a prestigious university and made his family's factory that was on the verge of bankruptcy bigger and stronger.

but now
Song Yu found that he seemed to have taken the wrong script.

He didn't even know that her mother had so much nonsense.

In just 5 minutes, she repeated a sentence four times.

And she even asked her, where is her bath towel?

Not
He is not a pervert, nor is he a mother, he is almost 40, how would he know where mother's bath towel is?
Also, how did he know which bottle she should use first for skin care?
In his opinion, those skin care products are IQ tax. If you really want to look good, you don’t need to smear anything to look good. If you look ugly, it’s useless to apply too much. Even if you take off makeup, you will still be ugly, unless you go for a plastic surgery.

Therefore, his criteria for finding a wife back then was not to find plastic surgery monsters.

Therefore, he was quite satisfied with Xiao Chenchen, at least before today.

After finally using the excuse that he had to work overtime, his son called again before he could breathe a sigh of relief after dealing with his mother.

He said that he would have to pay the book fee tomorrow.There will be a spring outing the day after tomorrow.

During the spring outing, he didn't know what to bring.

"What did you bring for the spring outing before, what do you bring now." Song Yu felt like his head was going to explode.

Little friend Song: "But before my father, my mother packed all my things. Now I only found a spring outing bag, which is empty."

Little friend Song: "And during the spring outing before, my mother would bake me biscuits and cakes and let me share them with the children. I have promised the children to bring them this time, but there are no biscuits now."

Song Yu had a headache: "Then go buy it."

Song Yu: "If you don't know where to buy it, let your sister buy it."

Little friend Song: "But my sister doesn't know where to buy it."

Little friend Song: "Also. There are several questions I can't do. Dad, can you tell me about it?"

Song Yu:! ! !
Hearing the lecture topic, Song Yu reflexively remembered his part-time job during the day, and almost dropped his phone without shaking his hands.

But taking a deep breath, he remembered that his youngest son was still in elementary school, and it wasn't a fancy school.

He immediately regained his confidence.

"Okay, you can start the video."

Little friend Song immediately turned on the phone, revealing a cute face.

Seeing his son's face, Song Yu instinctively wanted to praise him.

After all, men earn money to carry on the family line.

But looking at his son's asymmetric clothes buttons and messy hair, he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Did you fight with someone?" He asked suspiciously.

Little friend Song: "No, I'm great today. I took a shower by myself. I blow-dried my hair. Dad, isn't my look handsome?"

Song Yu:.
Song Yu: So handsome! ! !

Crazy, do you know if he has obsessive-compulsive disorder?Is the asymmetry trying to piss him off?

He was so angry that he called his mother again and asked her why she didn't blow the child's head?
Song's mother is studying her pile of incomprehensible cosmetics.

Yes.

The cosmetics she bought were not in Chinese or English.

But French and Russian.

She suffered a lot when she was young, and now that she has money, she wants to compensate herself crazily. When she buys things, she doesn't buy the best ones, but only the most expensive ones, and she must buy imported goods.

Her own English is not bad, after all, she was a college student in that era.

But she only knows English as a foreign language, and she doesn't know anything about other foreign languages.

After discovering her mother-in-law's habit, Xiao Chenchen offered her to recognize some brands.

But she didn't learn, and said that if she knew everything, what would her daughter-in-law do?
Even she didn't allow Xiao Chenchen to help her translate these things and label them.

Because the label will make the bottle look a little low.

So later on, for her convenience, Xiao Chenchen would go to his room every morning and evening, and give him the order of using the cosmetics twice.

Before she left this morning, she had already arranged the morning ones, but the evening ones
My mother-in-law said that she doesn't like a messy dressing table.So Xiao Chenchen set it up for her on the spot while she was taking a bath.

Now when she heard that her son couldn't help her and wanted to quarrel with herself, Song's mother immediately exploded: "I told you not to go on the show, you have to go."

"Is it my son? Whose son will take it himself, it's so annoying."

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

Song Yu:? ?

Song Yu can quarrel with his wife and daughter.

But only mother.
This woman still has a special place in his life.

Although he was irritable, he did not lose his temper.

It's just that this calm didn't last long, and he couldn't help being irritable.

"Are you a pig! I've told you the third time, why are you still wrong?"

"No, does your brain only weigh 10g? It's clearly written as a multiplication sign, why did you divide it for him?"

"Song Tianen!! I'm talking to you, where are you looking?"

"Song Tianen, I just talked about this question. It is the same as the formula above. Why can you write the above question, but you can't write this question."

"No, are you deaf?"

"."

From calm at the beginning to gradually irritable to collapse.

Song Yu suddenly wished that he hadn't left work yet.

Even if he is ridiculed by that brat Damu, at least he doesn't have to face this life of chaos.

He's had enough really!

Starting tomorrow, he will absolutely not allow Xiao Chenchen to go out at night.

"Find your mother!"

"Look for your daughter-in-law tomorrow! Don't ask me!"

At 10:[-], Song Yu finally ended his painful day in a roar.

-

Although Bai Linlang didn't want to be separated from Hao Bufan very much, when she heard that Hao Bufan sometimes got up at night and needed her help, she rolled into the room by herself and kissed Hao Bufan goodnight through the window.

Hao Bufan was a little surprised when he saw his girlfriend closing the door at the speed of light, but he could accept it.

After all, his current situation is indeed a burden to those who take care of him.

And he hasn't married Bai Linlang yet, so he doesn't have the right to ask her to take care of himself.

Seeing his girlfriend close the curtains, he turned the wheelchair and slid towards the Taoist temple.

It was already 10 o'clock in the evening, and he was worried that the teacher would go to bed first, so he deliberately moved very slowly, but before he entered the Taoist temple, he was stopped by someone.

It's Zhang Pingping.

"Master Hao, are you free? Can we talk about 5 cents?"

Hao Bufan frowned, he is actually not a very social person, especially this kind of existence that is obviously not a world.

But out of upbringing, he still asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Pingping scratched his head: "No, I just can't sleep, I'm a little bored."

Hao Bufan:
Hao Bufan frowned: "But I have to rest."

Zhang Pingping grabbed his arm familiarly: "Don't go to bed so early, what are you doing? Are you playing games? I'll take you to the top!"]"

Hao Bufan: "No."

"Huh? Then what are you playing?"

"Just what do you usually play? I'm quite curious what you guys from real rich families play."

It wasn't that he wanted to curry favor with Hao Bufan, but he had recently received a rather special order.

Also to play with.

But the single owner is not a girl, but a man
Looking at the circle of friends, it seems that they belong to the first-class family in Los Angeles.

He used to accompany girls to play with those who are more exciting, but he really doesn't know what boys play with.

"What are you playing?" Hao Bufan frowned.

He was really questioned.

In fact, the Hao family's family style can be regarded as relatively strict among the wealthy circles in Los Angeles.

He still has gates until he turns 18.

If you don't go home after 10 o'clock in the evening, you will be fined to kneel.

So after he turned 18, he rebelled for a while.

"You can play whatever you want." Hao Bufan said lightly.

He didn't seem to play much. He originally wanted to play racing, but his mother was afraid that he would have an accident and refused to let him play.

He wants to go to sea to travel around the world, if his mother doesn't see him for more than three days, she will die at home.

so.
The most important thing for him to go abroad is to go to bars and change girlfriends non-stop.

"Are you free?"

"Study when you have free time." Thinking of his colorless adolescence, Hao Bufan left without saying a word.

Zhang Pingping? ? ? (end of this chapter)