Vol 2 Chapter 25: (one)

Bai Duanduan never imagined that he could one day rely on the death culinary debut to successfully conquer Ji Lin's old lady. Although the process was somewhat unexpected, at least the result was achieved.
After taking out takeout and hitting insulin, she was forced to break up again. Ms. Meng Xin's arrogance suddenly halted, and this afternoon they were all safe and quiet. Only Bai Duanduan did some sorting work, and no longer thought of a way. Toss her.
However, his direct employer didn't toss himself, he just returned to the door of his small apartment after get off work, and his employer's son came with a blank expression on his face.
"Do you have time? Talk about your work performance today."
"..." I really owe you mother and son!
Never mind! Bai Duanduan thought, for the sake of money, just chat.
The two found a circle downstairs and found this point. Several cafes were still overcrowded. In the end, in order to seek silence, they had to go to the western restaurant of the non-mainstream neighbor. Business.
It's a pity that the non-mainstream shopkeeper seems not to be here today, and Bai Duanduan is also happy. He walked in and sat down with Ji Lin in the window seat.
"Let's talk, what are you talking about?" Bai Duanduan almost had a hunch about what Ji Lin wanted to say since then. "Did your mother complain to me desperately?"
"Yeah." Ji Lin pursed her lips, and he looked at the white end. "You are the person who has received the most complaints from her on the first day so far."
Come on, as expected.
"Say you have a bad temper, slow hands and feet, and are not good at generalizing and organizing. You haven't cleaned the house cleanly. You won't even burn meals. You'll be old-mouthed and unobedient. You're quite wild. You don't look like a housekeeper. 'S identity..."
Bai Duanduan sat like this, listening to Ji Lin's mobile phone and reading Ms. Meng's complaint for ten minutes, but he still hadn't finished his criminal evidence...
"Obviously the workload is not saturated, I do not know to please the employer, and violate the employer's will to force the employer's movement regardless of his physical condition." Ji Lin paused, "a total of 34 complaints."
So Ji Lin is now talking to himself, is he ready to expel himself? Or do you have to criticize yourself for correction?
While Bai Duanduan was waiting for Ji Lin to have a hard time, what Ji Lin said was not what he thought.
He calmly said: "You have done a good job, you have passed the trial period, you can continue to work."
? ? ?
"Are you serious?"
Bai Duanduan felt that she was expecting nothing. She was waiting for Ji Linneng to expel herself directly with a big hand and let her take the liquidated damages to sue her hometown...
"Yep."
According to Ji Lin’s experience, in the past, housekeeping who did not receive a complaint in the past could not bear Ms. Meng Xin’s choice to quit her job within two days. The more complaints received, the longer these housekeeping can generally last. It was the first case that Bai Duanduan received complaints like bamboo slips on the first day, which is expected to exceed the previous record of the domestic worker who insisted on holding up to 13 days.
Although it is not appropriate to say this, but the wicked still need to grind, this sentence still makes sense. Ji Lin has always known that his mother is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so if you can control her and hold her back, I am afraid it cannot be good.
Thinking of this, Ji Lin glanced at Bai Duanduan.
It is a pity that she is still too young, and if she grows for a few more years, she may struggle with her mother. According to today's combat power, I don't know if I can carry it for half a month...
"Since you are now officially on duty, there are still some precautions I think you need to know."
"Yep?"
"My mother is obsessed with playing mahjong. Every week, three or four, her mahjong sets will be played. She will not lack every game. But I hope you can stop her because the mahjong halls she visits are very environment It’s not good, smoking is everywhere. It’s best for diabetics to quit smoking and limit alcohol, go to these places three days a week to smoke a second day of second-hand smoke, very unhealthy, and sit Mahjong all the way, there is no exercise at all, once she is addicted to playing mahjong Forget about taking insulin."
Ji Lin pursed her lips: "Tomorrow is Wednesday. If you can prevent my mom from going to the Mahjong Hall, I will give you 500 extra bonuses a day."
The power of money is endless!
Bai Duanduan patted his chest: "Relax, I will never let her go out!"

It's a pity that Bai Duanduan said it too early, because when she arrived at Ms. Meng Xin's villa at 8 o'clock the next day, she found that the person had disappeared. She had no chance to let her out, and the other party had already Run first.
"I can get up to play mahjong before 8 o'clock, I don't know what kind of spirit..."
Bai Duanduan searched for no success and could only call Ji Lin's phone: "Ji Lin, your mother is gone."
Ji Lin on the other end of the phone accidentally reported a bunch of addresses without any surprise: "These three places, you look for it, you must be in one of the mahjong halls. If people don't take it home, today's bonus is gone. "
How about that? !
Bai Duanduan almost went all the way to find her according to the address. She was also lucky. She found Ms. Meng Xin who was killing at the mahjong table in the first place.
"Aunt Meng, Ji Lin asked me to take you home."
Ms. Meng Xin was killing him. Wherever Bai Duanduan had won, she just won two games, and she took out a hundred: "It’s all right, take the tip, buy some cold drinks and eat, don’t disturb me. Just right."
Want to buy me up only one hundred? ! Oh, thought I was this kind of person? ! Your son can give me five hundred!
Bai Duanduan sneered, did not go, and continued to stand behind Meng Xin and looked.
After waiting two more rounds, a Mahjong ride on Meng Xin's table at this mahjong table was probably in trouble. He made a phone call and ignored the retention of Meng Xin's group and left.
This time, there was a lack of three. Meng Xin apparently did not have enough mahjong addiction, immediately took out the phone to prepare to call friends to continue competing.
"Aunt Meng, stop calling to find someone, or should I accompany you to two games?"
Meng Xin put down his phone: "Will you play mahjong?"
"Slightly pass one or two, it's not a good game." Bai Duanduan smiled reservedly. "You have given me a hundred tips, can I not play with you for two games?"
Meng Xin rolled his eyes: "Also, you are not at home anyway, and you have nothing to do. It is better to accompany me on this day." She said, looking at the other two old men on the table with a face Sister, "Introduce to you, this is the housekeeping that my son specially found for me, babysitter, do you know! Just follow the class, she will follow me wherever I go, and can also play mahjong with me!"
Ms. Meng Xin is obviously a little vain. She brags and pretends to be caring while saying: "Mahjong may not be playing well, a few of us are merciful!"
After she finished speaking, she glanced at the white end again, and she calculated: "However, Mahjong is actually a competitive event. In this competition, there are wins and losses, and it needs a little bet to be more exciting, right? Everyone? In addition to playing mahjong, you also have a heartbeat."
"Mahjong can be used as entertainment, gambling is illegal, Aunt Meng."
"Where do you want to go, Xiaobai? How can I bet money? We will use other bets. For example, if who wins the next game of mahjong, who will be able to ask the loser, the nature of entertainment is small, rest assured. ."
You can rest assured, Bai Duanduan thought, your eyes sticking to my bracelet will almost burn my skin, who doesn’t know your Sima Zhao’s heart, don’t expect you to win my bracelet Get started?
"Row."
However, Bai Duanduan agreed without hesitation. She didn't see Meng Xin and the two old sisters present frowning and preparing to feed each other's hints to run against themselves, but there are some things...
Strength is final.
Bai Duanduan’s mother is obsessed with mahjong. She can be said to have grown up at a mahjong table since she was a child. Her skills have also grown, and the most important thing is that her luck is really terrible, as if she is going against the sky. I haven’t played in these years, mainly because—
How lonely is invincible.

"Thirteen Yao, peace!"
"Xiao Sixi, peace!"
"Little three yuan!"
"Hang Yao nine!"
"All the same, sorry, Aunt Meng, reconciled again!"
...
Bai Duanduan's white and long fingers touched the mahjong tiles, and the hands fell with a knife. It was not polite at all. The mahjong chips on the corner of her desk had been piled up like a hill.
Bai Duanduan and Wan Duan finally stopped and looked at Meng Xin: "Oh, Aunt Meng, why is your face not so good? Why are you almost white without blood? Do you want me to pour it? A cup of hot water?"
As soon as she stopped, the other old aunt on the table immediately made excuses and slipped away.
"Meng Xin, my son told me to pick up my grandson. I, I won't fight anymore, I'm leaving now!"
"Xiao Meng, I suddenly remembered that I was stewing meat at home when I went out. It seemed that only a small fire had been turned on. I had to go back and have a look, so as not to burn and cause a fire. I will make an appointment next time!"
Ms. Meng Xin's complexion was so green, she just watched Bai Duanduan forced her two old friends. It's a pity that she doesn't believe in evil, and she always feels that this is a matter of luck with extremely low probability.
She gritted her teeth and looked at Bai Duanduan, trying to make a smile: "Xiao Bai, you are a good newbie, but it's good to play mahjong, but it will exhaust your luck. Be careful. Then lose."
As Meng Xin said, he greeted two other brand friends.
Unfortunately……
"Oh, Aunt Meng, I'm here!"
"Harmony!"
"How is it reconciled again?!"
...
In a dozen consecutive games, Bai Duanduan once again overwhelmed the other two players with an overwhelming advantage.
The happiness of playing mahjong is not necessarily to win forever. Mahjong mahjong, its charm lies in the ever-changing game. You can't predict whether you will win or lose in this game, but the premise is that if you lose, you have to win. But because of the existence of Bai Duanduan, Meng Xin has not felt the feeling of winning since she took the table...
Bai Duanduan is too evil, and it is as if he is invincible when he meets the gods and kills the gods, and Meng Xin feels that she can't go on like this. She stands up and decides not to have a table with Baiduanduan...
just……
"Aunt Meng, where are you going?" Bai Duanduan raised his eyes and looked at Meng Xin who was standing up.
Meng Xin pretended to smile calmly: "Xiaobai, this, I don't play at the table, I will meet other old friends."
"Okay." Bai Duanduan smiled and stood up immediately. "Aunt Meng doesn't use me to clean the house at home today. As a housekeeper, I can't take money for nothing. Aunt Meng wants me to play Mahjong , Then of course I have to follow him all the way."
"..."
Meng Xin obviously wanted to get rid of herself, but Bai Duanduan refused to let her wish, whichever table she went to, Baiduanduan went to the table, and as time goes on, as long as Meng Xin is at the table, which table starts to mourn, Because as long as Bai Duanduan followed, that table won since then, it will always be Bai Duanduan. Her posture, obviously, can sit to the bottom.
quickly……
"Meng Xin, I'm sorry...you should go to the other table..."
"Xiao Meng, this, we are not short of people at the table. Would you like to go to another old Hu table?"
"No, no, Meng Xin, although we are short of people now, but we have already made appointments with others. You, you go to another table!"
...
Meng Xin will be active in the atmosphere, and will come to things, which has been very popular among the brand friends, but now it is reduced to no one willing to fight with her, for fear that she will give the little girl behind her who does not give others a win. Bring in.
"Bai Duanduan! What the are you doing?!"
Bai Duanduan deliberately owed Biandao: "Why, Aunt Meng, did I win you too many rounds, are you upset? I didn't expect Aunt Meng to fight at the Mahjong table for so many years.
Meng Xin's face was dull, and she could only forcefully say, "Who can't afford to lose?! I just want to play a card! You're good, it's confusing now that nobody here is willing to play with me!" She said firmly, "I don't care Win or lose, I just want someone to play with me!"
Facing Meng Xin's jumping feet, Bai Duanduan just laughed, and then she took out her wallet and took out six hundred pieces: "Whoever pays me to play cards with Aunt Meng, one person is three hundred, one morning. There are two missing."
"..."
There will be bravery under the reward, and it will not be long before these two cards are put together.
Bai Duanduan sat down and looked at Meng Xin: "Aunt Meng, come on, don't stand, sit down and play together. In order for Aunt Meng to play cards, I'll pay for it all by myself, let's start playing ."
...
As always, Bai Duanduan still washed the other three people on the table. Meng Xin not only did not win, but also lost very ugly. This time, she not only didn't feel the joy of playing cards, but felt that she was endlessly humiliated and tortured. , To put it bluntly, just like being rubbed against the ground by the white end...
This is the first time in Meng Xin's life that he can't fully appreciate the charm of Mahjong. He only feels that every card in front of him is an enemy who is like himself...
In this way, Bai Duanduan was forced to unilaterally "beat" a dozen rounds. Meng Xin couldn't sit still anymore. She threw down the card: "No more!"
Unfortunately, just preparing to stand up, Bai Duanduan stopped her hand in hand: "Aunt Meng, you can't go, don't you care about winning or losing? As long as you can play cards, you do have cards now."
"I, I'm a little tired, don't want to fight, let's go home, isn't my son telling you to call me home? Come on, you can go back and have a job with him!"
Want to go? Thinking about beauty.
Bai Duanduan held Meng Xin upright. She stood up, walked behind Meng Xin, and pressed her back to the seat without saying anything: "Aunt Meng, you said it yourself today. I want you to accompany you. Playing mahjong for a day, then we can't miss a minute, one day is a day." Bai Duanduan raised his hand and looked at his watch. "Now I haven't even had a morning, continue to play."
...
Meng Xin had miserable words, but one day he not only hungered for mahjong, but was forced to play mahjong by others with disgust and resentment... She lost her mouth soon... She just wanted to cry to the Huangpu River .
"Xiaobai, let's not fight."
"No, just say I'll fight with you for a day and continue."
...
"Xiao Bai, really, please, don't fight, I... I'm a little uncomfortable."
"Then, auntie, rest for a while, and wait for you to feel comfortable, and then fight again."
"..."
In the end, Meng Xin's psychological defense was completely defeated: "Xiaobai, I really don't want to play anymore. I don't want to play mahjong anymore. Can we go back now? I now see the mahjong tiles I have lost. Now..."
Waiting for this moment!
At this moment, Bai Duanduan won the spring breeze, and she saw that Ms. Meng Xin was about to toss about, and it was time to close.
"Well, Aunt Meng, even today, but you see, there is still an hour before the end of the morning. With my money, these two friends will definitely not refund me. It is a pity that it was wasted, otherwise we Let's finish till noon!"
Meng Xin lost his life and began to doubt his life. Now he obviously doesn’t want to stay for a minute now: "Don’t stop! This money is forgotten! I will give you! I will give you a subsidy! "Fight!" She said, while she was afraid that Bai Duanduan would regret it. She took out six hundred from the bag after three, five, and two, and quickly gave it to Bai Duanduan. "Come on, Xiaobai, go home." ! I only have one idea in my heart now, that is to go home!"
...
In the end, Ms. Meng Xin not only failed to kill the Quartet to fight the Mahjong table for a whole day, or even did not arrive for half a day, she took the initiative to apply for home.

Meng Xin followed Bai Duanduan back home reluctantly, uncomfortable, as Bai Duanduan expected, not long after, she really began to be a demon.
She refused to take insulin regardless of eating a bunch of grapes, and then did not get up and walk around to consume blood sugar, but sat down and turned on the TV and started watching the TV series. While watching, I continued to open a few bags of potato chips.
Bai Duanduan rubbed his eyebrows: "Aunt Meng, you eat too many sweets, you have to get up and move."
Meng Xin naturally ignored her, just biting the potato chips.
Although Meng Xin was so uncooperative, she turned her eyes to the ceiling, but Bai Duanduan was very calm, and she gave her ultimatum with a smile: "Aunt Meng, you have to take insulin, then walk with me for half an hour If you resist cooperation again, don’t blame me for being merciless.

When Meng Xin returned home, he felt threatened again. He refused to take insulin and refused to cooperate with the walk. What else? Now that it is a society ruled by law, can Bai Duanduan force her to do unwilling things by pressing her head?
Bai Duanduan probably finally faced reality. This time, she didn't insist anymore, but just sat quietly.
Because she was so silent suddenly, Meng Xin quickly forgot about Bai Duanduan, but was attracted by the climax of the plot on TV. Meng Xin was watching an idol drama of suspenseful investigation. Now the most critical reversal is happening in the lens, and every character who appears is suspicious. The heroine’s brother looks naive and simple, but it is actually white and black; the heroine’s uncle is insidious. Spicy, a full villain; the protagonist is also suspicious, there is a double personality, one of them is still very dark; the roommate of the protagonist also looks strange, and disappears every night and disappears a few...
Meng Xin's whole heart was pulled up. This kind of suspense drama is watching this process. It is interesting to guess that the murderer will solve the case along with the plot...
"Oh, I have seen the original version of this play. In this case, the murderer was a roommate. He had sleepwalking. After a sleepwalking, he accidentally entered the female toilet. The female victim regarded him as a pervert and howled to call the police. He woke up. After fearing that his reputation would be damaged, he desperately dragged the female victim. As a result, the other party fiercely resisted. He finally strangled the person by accident."
"..."
"In the next case, the murderer was looking at the harmless little girl. In fact, she was very jealous of the happy children of the same age in the rest of the family because she could not get parental care for a long time, so she pushed her good friend down the mountain during the outing."
"..."
"The next case, the murderer is..."
It is unbearable! Watch a suspenseful TV drama! The most exciting part is to reason by yourself! It's all spoiled by people, and watch a fart!
"Stop!" Ms. Meng Xin couldn't help but she stared angrily at Bai Duanduan. "Can you not spoiler?! Is it so difficult to keep quiet?"
Bai Duanduan spread his hands: "I'm sorry, Aunt Meng, I don't think you have taken insulin or exercise, I can't help being anxious. When I'm anxious, I can talk too much, and I can't control myself. I can’t help saying something that I shouldn’t say, where did we just say? Oh, the murderer in the next case is actually...

"Yes! I won't say if I hit insulin? I won't? I won't do it?" Ms. Meng Xin was so angry that she wouldn't exercise if she didn't hit insulin. This devil will not easily let go of himself, and may have spoiled all the cases in the whole show!
As a last resort, Meng Xin could only administer insulin according to Bai Duanduan's request and then walked away.
Bai Duanduan cleared his throat, and started his highlight: "Aunt Meng, since this month I will be intimately responsible for taking care of you, to ensure that your work schedule, healthy blood sugar, normal exercise, reasonable diet, low sugar and oil, then I think, too It’s time to tell you my principles." She smiled, "so that we can cooperate happily."
Bai Duanduan looked at Meng Xin and smiled: "In fact, it's very simple, just two. The first one, when your son is there, he listens to your son."
"Second, you listen to me when your son is away."
Meng Xin was naturally dissatisfied: "It doesn't matter if you listen to my son, you're in a family, and I still listen to you? Did you make a mistake? I forbear you to give you a face this time, don't think I will always give in!"
"Ji Lin told me, you like playing mahjong, you also like to watch detective suspense, and you like watching TV shows of this kind. If you like these hobbies properly, it's also pleasant, no problem, but Aunt Meng, your problem is that you get addicted every time Among them, you just sit for a whole day, not only do not exercise and do not administer insulin on time, but also eat sweets."
Bai Duanduan brushed his hair: "So, I have just placed all the suspense investigations on the market. The well-known and unknown ones at home and abroad will not be overlooked. Then I will read the story. If You don’t cooperate with me in exercising unhealthy work and rest, but indulging in watching these, then I can’t guarantee when my spoiler will come.
She said here, added another sentence,
And, the money to buy books will find you My son reimbursed.
Bai Duanduan smiled slightly.
Actually, to be honest, I also like to watch this kind of TV series, but now the price of paper is rising, and the books are quite expensive. Entertainment at public expense. Of course, I rarely have such an opportunity, I can buy the most expensive hardcover collection, after all, Ji Lin said, as long as it is related to the care of aunt, no matter how much money, I will be reimbursed."
"..."
As if he was afraid of dying, Meng Xin, Bai Duanduan thought about it and added with emotion: "It's not easy to think about Ji Lin, aunt, do you know? In fact, his work is very hard, not only To sell the body and the soul, every penny and dime is really hard and hard money!"
Ms. Meng Xin was shocked when she left: "What nonsense are you?! Why is my son a skinny, my son is a lawyer, well-known!"
"I know. But the lawyer is the service industry, the client is the party A, the client is the father, and the father makes the request, which is unreasonable. In order to make that money, the lawyer can only put on his grandson with his stubborn hair. Like Ji Lin, every Weekly working hours are more than 45 hours. I’m almost in the body. I’m about to die suddenly at the age of 35. I just watched the news. Recently, two partners died in the legal circle. It’s pitiful. What is your son’s money? Isn’t he fighting with his body? Isn’t he betraying his flesh? As for selling his soul, it’s true. Some customers may not like him very much, but for money, they still have to provide professional services to these people. I can only say with a smile and thank you for your patronage. Why is this earned, is it not the skinny money that is greeted with a smile?"
"..."
"And Aunt Meng, do you know? Ji Lin's customers are mostly business owners, either middle-aged rich women or middle-aged wealthy businessmen, oh, no, and old people. He looks like he is attracting butterflies, and now you know In fact, there are quite a lot of sexual harassment in the workplace, and men can’t escape it, even because they are men. Many times, it’s because they can’t talk about their faces. In fact, they have a very hard time. There are at most a dozen customers here, hey, I don’t know if Ji Lin’s is good or not... But if you can give it to the business after touching it, I’m afraid I’ll be afraid to touch it in vain, and the money has not been earned yet... …"
"..."
"When I thought of Ji Lin's desperate efforts to make money with tears, he ended up using it to reimburse me a hardcover book. Hey, his life is really hard." Bai Duanduan pulled out a napkin on the table and pretended to be genuine. Tears are about to come.
"..."
Ms. Meng Xin was so angry that she vomited blood. However, after such a by Bai Duanduan, she suddenly felt that her son's money was quite heavy. Ji Lin was outside. Is it really such an inhuman torture?
"Okay! Well, I don't want to watch the TV series anymore! This is the head office! Don't go to find any hardcover version of my son! Want to use my son's money for entertainment?! You dream!" Ms. Meng said angrily. "But don't think I don't watch TV series or play Mahjong, I will cooperate with you and listen to you. I want to let you know that there is only one principle in this family, that is, everything has to listen to me!"
As a result, I didn't expect Bai Duanduan to remain calm and breezy: "Okay, every time you don't cooperate with me, I can only use WeChat to poke Ji Lin. Send him 500 messages a day and tell him Aunt Meng your status , Report your situation in real time, so as to prevent Ji Lin from saying that I haven't done my job properly."
"..."
"You know, Ji Lin is very hard to be a lawyer. If he is still harassed by 500 WeChat messages every day, I am afraid that his mentality will really be untenable, not to mention so many WeChat attacks, in case he is in a hurry to be in the ocean of WeChat information. I missed important customer information and lost the case. Not only did I lose my reputation, but I also had to lose money."
Bai Duanduan looked at Meng Xin, and the meaning he consciously conveyed was very clear-if you fold my wings, I will destroy your son heaven.
If you fool me, I will engage your son.
...
Ms. Meng Xin, who has been in the air for many years, was defeated for the first time, and she was completely decadent.
No wonder nowadays little young people always hang on their mouths to keep children safe, right? If you don’t have the weakness of a son, can you be threatened by Bai Duanduan here? It’s not a fight with her!
"That’s the way to go, Aunt Meng, then I’ll be in charge of what you eat. After eating, I’ll listen to my insulin. After insulin, I still have to walk and exercise. I will also check it irregularly two hours after a meal. Your blood sugar data, if the data is ok, then you can add some fruit. The rest of the snacks are all banned. Fitness and exercise can accumulate work points, if you want to eat more snacks, you must use work points to change. You can watch the suspense TV series. However, after watching for a certain period of time, you must get up and take part in activities. Mahjong can also play moderately, but only once a week, and it must be the premise that the above rules are followed throughout the week..."
Bai Duanduan reported all of her rules all at once, and then she looked at Meng Xin: "Aunt Meng, do you think we have a truce? Can we reach a peace agreement? Will we be able to coexist peacefully in the next month? "
What the is this peace agreement! Meng Xin thought bitterly in his heart, this is the Treaty of Humiliation!
However, looking at the woman with a devilish expression and a ruthless face in front of her, Meng Xin still defeated. Bai Duanduan is indeed a ruthless person. She gave Meng Xin a kind of "I can do it if I say it" After thinking about it for a long time, Ms. Meng Xin was still reluctant to take risks with her son, and finally nodded tearfully to accept the three chapters of Bai Duanduan's covenant.
The only thing fortunate is that Ms. Meng Xin finally figured out that this Bai Duanduan was not his son’s intention, but he was not a lawyer who could not be mixed. It was his son’s compassion that gave him such a high-paying job opportunity. Just about three chapters of the law, Ms. Meng Xin comforted herself that she did not obey Bai Duanduan, but her son! After all, let yourself have a healthy diet to control your blood sugar regularly. This is the son's purpose. After all, isn't her son giving Bai Duanduan money to let her supervise herself?

Ji Lin came to the old villa to pick up something at noon. He parked his car from the underground garage of his villa and got the materials in the lockers in the basement next to the garage. He was about to turn around and walk away, but he heard the living room upstairs. There was a voice.
Ji Linben did not expect anyone to be at home. Bai Duanduan called him in the morning, and he knew that his mother had gone to play mahjong. According to the usual practice, Ms. Meng would not go home until the afternoon meal. Not to mention Bai Duanduan, even if he went out on his own, I am afraid that his mother would not be able to turn back.
However, he gently looked up from the stairs leading from the basement to the first floor, but he saw that his mother was not only at home, but also sitting at the living room table eating a healthy and sugar-free lunch. Although his face was unbelievable, it was indeed very On the other side of her, Bai Duanduan was tilting Erlang's legs, and she calmly ate her take-out which was completely different from Ms. Meng Xin's lunch style.
While chewing her boiled broccoli, her mother looked at the luxurious rice bowls in the white-end bowls with full of flavor and fragrance. The eyes were uncovered resentment and unwillingness, but she kept silent and continued to bow her head. Eating boiled vegetables that are not tasty at first glance...
The two people are at peace with each other, this picture can be called harmonious, but Ji Lin only feels hairy in his heart.
It shouldn't be...
Ji Lin felt that it was normal for him to go home and see that his mother was not at home, or that her mother and Bai Duanduan were pulling each other's hair against each other, or that they were hitting the house in disarray. This is now called abnormal.
What's even more abnormal is that because these two people didn't find Ji Lin's return, they were still in a normal conversation.
My mother’s voice sounded not only arrogant, but even a little cautious Wei Nuo Nuo: "Xiao Bai, you have also seen it, I have eaten this unpalatable boiled dish as you requested, and the staple food is also strictly controlled , Can I eat more sugar after dinner?"
Bai Duanduan is full of breath: "OK, auntie, but we said yes, one sugar a day, you need to increase the amount today, that line, your tomorrow's portion will be gone. Want to feel the joy of eating sugar every day? Or do you feel happier today and live in the pain of not eating sugar tomorrow? Think about it for yourself."
"Ah... so...then... forget it, I'll eat one today, and another one tomorrow..."
Ji Lin almost pinched himself to determine if all of this was an illusion.
I have been walking sideways on weekdays, and now my mother, who is angry at no matter how good-tempered the housework is, is now so quiet in front of Bai Duanduan? Are these two people's status really not reversed?
Nowadays, not only is her mother not reprimanding her embarrassment, but she is struggling to eat more sugar? Bai Duanduan, like a wealthy landlord of the new century, exploited his poor middle peasant's mother frantically, not only rejected the other party's request to eat one more sugar, but even issued a heartbroken, devilish laughter.
"Hahahahahahaha, Aunt Meng, that's right! If you behave well, I will reward you for playing mahjong this week, and I will follow you to remind you of the time."
But at this moment, the mother who was obsessed with Mahjong, but when she mentioned the word Mahjong in Bai Duanduan, she showed a desperate expression. She had a face that was unreasonable: "Little White, can you stop? Don’t mention mahjong. Yes, I have a psychological shadow about Mahjong today, so I’ll do well, don’t mention Mahjong..."
"..."
Ji Lin only felt that everything was very fantasy. This line seems to be someone else asking for fucking. It has always been others who beg for Ms. Meng Xin to stop and do something. I never expected that one day I could hear this sentence from my mother's mouth...
Bai Duanduan still didn't realize the arrival of Ji Lin, she tapped on the table with one finger: "Aunt Meng, you just secretly hid a few broccoli flowers in the rice. I saw them. I'm in good health. You can do that. I can only add today's broccoli tomorrow."
Ms. Meng Xin dared not to speak, but had to pick out some of the blue flowers hidden in brown rice and eat them in tears.
"Don't be so painful, Aunt Meng, how healthy you eat. If you insist on it this week, I can lend a few of my rare skin and color Birkin to your back."
Meng Xin's eyes were completely bright: "What kind of rare skin are you? Ostrich skin or crocodile skin? What is the rare color? Bai Duanduan, this is what you said, please give me a letter! Can you lend me for a few days? I have a classmate meeting next weekend. My diabolical table is always fighting with me. I haven’t got any new packages recently..."
...
For a long time, Ji Lin did not have much confidence in Bai Duanduan. With her fighting power, he felt struggling to resist the firepower of his mother for half a month. He intervened to control his mother who was difficult to serve, but now, Ji Lin suddenly felt that he did not need to intervene between Bai Duanduan and his mother. In a sense, the two of them were natural.