After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 149 The joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected

Si Zhe's throat was slightly choked and he moved his lips, "Sister, you... don't like taking pictures?"

Don’t girls all like to take pictures?

When he saw the female classmates in his school, he took pictures of their faces with his mobile phone all day long, changing various angles and postures, just to make sure they didn't look like ghosts or ghosts.

"do not like."

Nan Song looked at the young man's stunned and confused expression and added, "It's not so much that I don't like it, but that I'm afraid of trouble."

"Oh."

Si Zhe responded in a low voice, thought for a while, and decided to be lenient in confessing. He took out his phone and asked, "Can I keep this photo?"

Nan Song was slightly startled. He leaned over and took a look. It was a group photo.

The color scheme in the photo is very bright. She is wearing a white shirt and a light yellow skirt, and standing next to her is a handsome boy in a white uniform, with a smile that is brighter than the sun above his head.

Normally I wouldn't feel it when standing face to face, but in the photo of the two of them standing side by side, Si Zhe's height advantage was revealed, being much taller than her.

Is this the cutest height difference in legend?

Nan Song sighed slightly in her heart, but the next second she realized that something was not right about this photo.

"Why are you and me alone?"

Nan Song asked, "Didn't I shoot with your team? Where are the others?"

Si Zhe pursed his lower lip and said seriously: "The focus was not adjusted properly and they were all blurred, so I cut them all off."

"..."

Nan Song raised her eyes and glanced at him: "Is that so?"

Si Zhe nodded extremely seriously, his expression as sincere as he wanted.

Nan Song wanted to laugh in his heart.

In the same photo, everyone else is blurred, but they are the only two who are not?

Who would believe it.

This kid is seriously talking nonsense.

A lie that could be exposed at a glance, but under the young man's clear eyes, people couldn't bear to expose it, and they wanted to turn a blind eye.

"You can keep it if you want."

Nan Song waved her hand in a rare and generous manner. Seeing Si Zhe's eyes jump for joy, she followed closely and said: "But if you see other students keeping it, try to ask them to delete it and don't spread it. "

"Don't worry, sister, I have the film, they have no chance!"

Si Zhe said urgently, but seemed to have sold himself silently. He couldn't help but blush, "Anyway, you don't have to worry."

Nan Song smiled, "I'm not worried."

She has never taken any photos since she was a child, and even if she did, she couldn't keep them. Her little brother Bai Luyu helped delete all the ones that could be deleted.

Her and her brother's hacking skills were all taught by their mother.

They hadn't learned how to take photos back then, but they were already learning how to delete them. Over the years, under the strict supervision of the younger brother, no photos and information about her were left on the Internet.

……

The rain gradually stopped and the sky entered the night.

Wave after wave of guests left the restaurant after eating and drinking, and the waiters were cleaning up in the lobby and preparing to close.

The chefs in the kitchen also took off their chef uniforms and supported their waists to relieve their aching spines.

"Everyone has worked hard today, so go back and rest early. I sent out red envelopes in the group, and everyone will receive one in a while."

As soon as Nan Song finished speaking, everyone who was so tired just now that they could not straighten their backs or stretch their hands felt as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Their eyes immediately lit up, and they took out their mobile phones at lightning speed and opened the WeChat group.

The red envelopes were snatched away one by one, followed by cheers of joy.

Nothing can soothe a tired body more than money.

"Long live the boss! I love you for 1 years!"

Nan Song smiled, accepting the love and rainbow farts from everyone, and took another look at Si Zhe, who was just smiling at others grabbing it but not grabbing it himself, "Why don't you grab the red envelope? Everyone has a share."

Si Zhe smiled softly and said, "I'll save money for my sister."

As soon as these words came out, everyone exploded.

"Hey, look at this kid, he's so sensible. I say, you all should learn from this! Everyone is greedy for money. Look at our Azhe, there's no reason why he's so annoying!"

Everyone was cheering, and Nan Song felt warm in his heart, but he didn't appreciate it. "I have a lot of money, can you save it for me?"

Nan Song had a straight face and pretended to be angry: "No, you have to grab the red envelope from me, otherwise I won't let you out today."

Everyone started cheering, "Grab the red envelope! Grab the red envelope!"

Si Zhe couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. Is there any compulsion to grab red envelopes?
Ding Mingyang also laughed and urged his apprentice, "Hurry up, everyone is waiting for you."

Si Zhe had no choice but to be respectful and obey the order. He took out his cell phone and snatched it, and the result was that he had the best luck.

Everyone started to cheer again, "Azhe must have done it on purpose, deliberately leaving it until the end! No, no, the one with the best luck will also receive a red envelope!"

This kind of scene is not new. Si Zhe was often coaxed to give out red envelopes in the basketball team.

He smiled softly and agreed with good temper, "Okay, I'll do it."

Before posting, I took a special look at Nan Song.

"Sister, get ready."

"Do I want to grab it too?" Nan Song was slightly startled.

Si Zhe put on the same face as hers just now, "Of course."

"Okay, I'll grab it, please be careful." Nan Song raised his hand and nodded to everyone.

Everyone got ready and stared at the mobile phone screens. Those who didn't know it thought that this tense formation was about to participate in some kind of hundred-regiment battle.

It’s time to test your hand speed!Prepare——

The moment the red envelope jumped on the screen, everyone's hands were faster than arrows, and they aimed at the red envelope with their fingertips and stabbed it randomly.

After Si Zhe finished sending it, he didn't grab it. Instead, he moved closer to Nan Song to see how much she could grab.

Si Zhe just grabbed more than 1000 yuan and gave out 999 and dozens of red envelopes.

Nan Song was lucky, he grabbed it very quickly, but he didn't have as good fortune as Si Zhe. It wasn't that he had the best luck, but... 0.01.

She was stunned.

Si Zhe was also stunned, and then he couldn't hold it back and laughed.

Nan Song angrily gave him an elbow.

LOL!
The naughty kid actually dared to laugh at his Grand Master Uncle. Do you believe that she has the right skills to serve him?
The lucky ones who grabbed the red envelopes left happily. Nan Song stared at the penny he finally grabbed and sighed quietly. The joys and sorrows of human beings are indeed not the same.

When Ding Mingyang was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something.

"Uncle Master, your birthday is coming soon. How do you plan to celebrate your birthday this year? Do you want to hold a birthday party?"

In the past, Nan Song's birthdays were almost always celebrated at Shiwei Restaurant. In the past three years, she had not been able to celebrate them. But since she returned to Nancheng this year, it was natural for her to celebrate them.

Si Zhe raised his eyebrows and said, "Sister, it's your birthday. When is it?"

"Yeah. June 6th."

Nan Song answered Si Zhe, then turned to Ding Mingyang and said: "I didn't plan to do it at first, but my brothers refused to comply and had to let me do it, so let's do it simply. I will make a list for you later, and you can help me. When the ingredients are ready, I will cook a table myself. Then you can just help me with the cooking."

"Okay, no problem." Ding Mingyang responded.

Si Zhe hurriedly said: "I want it too!"

Ding Mingyang glared, "You can get whatever you want, wherever you go. Your uncle's birthday party is always a family banquet, and no outsiders are allowed to attend. Just stay here and don't cause trouble."

Si Zhe muttered quietly, "I'm not an outsider..."

"You're still talking back!" Ding Mingyang was about to teach his young apprentice a lesson, but Nan Song stopped him, "Okay, okay, it's no big deal. As for blowing your beard and staring."

Nan Song raised his eyes and looked at his boss Zhe's earnest gaze, "Then come on. Your master is also tired these days. It's time to give him a rest."

Si Zhe nodded happily, "Okay!"

"Uncle Junior..." Ding Mingyang looked at Nan Song hesitantly, and Nan Song waved his hand, "It's okay, Xiao Zhe is one of our own."

Hearing the words "one of our own", Si Zhe laughed happily, and the corners of his raised lips could not be flattened.

After a busy day, Nan Song was exhausted physically and mentally while sitting in the car.

The phone rang, and she opened it lazily. It was a red envelope sent to her by Si Zhe, which said -

I'm definitely lucky this time.

Nan Song couldn't help but laugh, "This child..."

(End of this chapter)