On the second day of the wedding, the comatose husband was awakened by anger

Chapter 153 Isn’t this kid selectively deaf?

The two of them also went to a clothing store and bought some new clothes.

Wear new clothes during the Chinese New Year.

When passing by the bookstore, Xu Yanche thought of something.

He took out his cell phone, opened the shopping app, and placed an order for a complete set of 53 clothes to be sent to He Jing's school.

It is expected that it will be received during He Jing’s break around 5pm.

By the way, I sent a message to He Jing's class teacher, asking him to remind He Jing to pick up the express delivery at the school gate during the break.

Xu Yanche looked at the delivered package and was very satisfied: "My sister must like the gift I bought for her. I spent several hundred dollars on it."

He Qing put a straw into the milk tea she had bought and handed it to Xu Yanche: "She has her own money, she will buy herself any information she needs."

Subtext: Don't care too much about He Jing, and don't spend money on her, she doesn't deserve it.

Xu Yanche looked at He Qing with great sorrow and anguish: "He Qing, have you ever heard of the saying, blocking someone's path to wealth is like killing their parents? Do you want to take my money? Not only do you want to get me, you also want my money."

"Besides, I used your phone to place the order, and now you won't even spend money on me. Don't you love me anymore?"

The corner of He Qing's mouth twitched slightly.

What is the connection between these words?

"I didn't mean that."

Then he manually muted Xu Yanche's microphone to prevent him from saying anything he shouldn't.

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After the break, He Jing was informed by her class teacher that her parents had sent her a courier which was now in the guard room, and asked her to go and pick it up.

He Jing thought that her two brothers brought her some delicious food after returning from their trip.

But when she happily went to the guard room to pick up the express, she fell silent.

Why is it a full set of five threes?

You don't have to think about it to know that this is Xu Yanche's style.

Her elder brother would never buy tutoring materials for himself.

He Jing returned to the classroom with a pile of books in her arms, full of hatred.

When Xu Yanche got home, he sneezed.

He rubbed his nose and muttered softly: "It must be He Jing scolding me."

Xu Yanche held the bag in his hand and quickly ran into the house, ready to sleep in the warm bed.

Although the snow in the yard had been swept clean, a layer of ice had formed.

Xu Yanche ran too fast, his feet slipped, and he fell on his butt.

He grimaced in pain: "Damn it, you dared to murder me, my butt is going to be broken into eight pieces. Qingqing baby, help me."

Jinshu, who was in the house, heard the noise, put down the sweater she was knitting, and came out to see what was going on.

Watching He Qing pick up the screaming Xu Yanche from the fall, and pat his back gently to comfort him.

"You two kids are back, why didn't you tell me in advance? Yanyan, you're in a hurry to reincarnate. You've been clumsy since you were a child. I don't know how many times you've fallen. You don't remember it, and now you're falling again. Don't you see that the yard is frozen? Don't you walk slower? Come into the house and warm up."

Jinshu lifted the cotton curtain in the living room and asked He Qing to quickly carry Xu Yanche into the house.

After He Qing put Xu Yanche down, he went outside to move things.

Jinshu looked at the pile of things on the kitchen floor and sighed, "There are so many things, how long will it take to finish them all?"

He Qing sorted the ingredients and put them in the refrigerator: "New Year's Day is coming soon, eat slowly. By the way, mom, Yanyan said he wants to eat more."

(Let live)

Jinshu: "I see. I just steamed some a few days ago and there's some left. What do you want to eat? Mom will heat it up for you later. What else do you want to eat?"

He Qing unpacked the seasonings he had bought and laid them out: "Sour fish."

As soon as Jinshu heard it, she knew that it was Xu Yanche who wanted to eat.

"Okay, then what do you want to eat? Don't try to appease Yanyan all the time. That kid has been smart since he was young. No matter what he suffers, he won't suffer himself."

“Sweet and Sour Pork Tenderloin, Shredded Pork with Fish Flavor, Sweet and Sour Pork with Pineapple, and Pot-Boiled Pork.”

Jinshu paused as he was cutting the meat with the knife: “…” Isn’t this kid selectively deaf?

I've already told him to order a few dishes that he likes, but what I'm saying is, these are still the ones that Yanyan likes to eat.

Forget it, let it be. At least it can be seen that He Qing is good to her Yanyan.

Xu Yanche slumped on the sofa, playing with his phone while rubbing his sore butt.

He was scrolling through his circle of friends out of boredom and came across Feng Su’s circle of friends.

Feng Su: The writing is like poetry, but life is like shit.

Long Aotian: What’s the matter, brother? Are you so depressed that you want to be like Cheng Menglan and play with shit?

Feng Su: Roll, roll, roll, I’m going crazy now. The director asks all kinds of things of me for just one hour’s work. I’ve been recording in the studio for a whole day.

Feng Su: After all, I was young and ignorant. I posted this morning saying that it was easy to win. I’ve been slapped in the face. I still have a long way to go.

Wo Chunzhu: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, I just checked, and Lao Feng’s post on WeChat Moments this morning has been deleted. It has been deleted, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Long Aotian: Oh, oh, oh, my dear daughter. I heard that you and that guy got together. I saw what he posted on his Moments. Don’t you think you should send me a red envelope so that I, your father, can share in the good news?

Wo Chunzhu stopped smiling all of a sudden.

After thinking about it, I sent a red envelope of two hundred yuan in the group.

As soon as it was posted, she started to grab it.

Originally, she thought that even if she was not good enough, she could at least grab ten dollars.

But what she thought was just what she thought.

She only managed to grab 0.01 yuan in the end!

Wo Chunzhu's defense was broken directly.

It was crawling darkly and twisting on the bed, looking like it had mutated.

"Ahhh, why, why do you treat me like this, God, what did I do wrong, wuwuwuwu, no no, I want Feng Su to give me a red envelope, he and that young lady are not simple at first glance, they look like Si Ai."

Qiya entered the room carrying washed strawberries.

Then I saw Wo Chunzhu going crazy on the bed, his voice was miserable and sad at first and then sinister and cunning.

Qi Ya: This Azhu's mental state seems quite similar to that of Xu Yanche.

She put the washed strawberries on the table.

He held Wo Chunzhu, who was lying on the bed with her butt sticking up, in his arms.

"What's wrong with Ah Zhu? You don't look very happy."

Wo Chunzhu immediately started to chatter, "Sister, look, I sent out a red envelope of 200 yuan, and there were only ten people in the group. I only grabbed one cent, but the damn thing is that Xu Yanche grabbed 160 yuan. 160 yuan, it's too much, too much. I must have accidentally rolled off the bed this morning, and my good luck for the day was ruined."

"No, no, I'm going to incite Feng Su and Xu Yanche to give out red envelopes now."

Wo Chunzhu did what he said. He nestled in Qi Ya's arms and started bombarding Feng Su and Xu Yanche with text messages.

By the way, don't forget to harass other people.

In the group that was originally mocking Wo Chunzhu for only grabbing one cent, five minutes later, someone sent a red envelope.

Wo Chunzhu roughly calculated that the total amount of money he had robbed was probably more than a hundred yuan.

"Sister, let's go to the supermarket and buy some groceries. We're going to have hot pot tonight."

I picked up my down jacket and prepared to go to the supermarket at the entrance of the community to buy groceries.

But Qiya hugged her waist and said, "Why are you making so much noise? It's over 20 degrees below zero outside. How can you wear so little?"

Wo Chunzhu rubbed her ears uncomfortably: "Zhizhi knows." Why did he come so close to talk to her? He made her shy.