Raising You This Small Stuff

When Kan Ming received Fang Gui's latest move, he was quite puzzled. Fang Gui recently got a decent job. Fang Gui found his sister crying again, Fang Ya couldn't stand the begging of her brother, and took out most of her small salary, temporarily relieved her brother's debt, and then helped the trustee find a copy for cleaning on the radio. The salary is not high, but it is still idle.

Jiangshan is easy to change, and his nature is hard to change. Kan Ming naturally does not think that Fang Gui has changed his temper, but since he hasn't done anything extraordinary and his life is not threatened, he will not intervene for the time being.

Putting down the information in his hand, Kan Ming glanced at Po Fei, who was busy in the kitchen. Since Po Fei came to this house, he has rarely ordered takeaways. Po Fei's cooking skills are very good. Although his complexion is often pale, his thin back wearing an apron shows bursts of warmth.

"Eat braised pork today?" Kan Ming could already smell the fragrance.

Perfei waved his spatula, "Yeah."

"But didn't you say you would make sweet and sour pork ribs yesterday?" Kan Ming asked.

Po Fei turned his head and glanced for a while, and said for a long while: "The ribs in the market today are not very fresh. I have ordered with the boss to be fresh tomorrow."

The corners of Kan Ming's mouth became wider and wider, and Po Fei was always cold on the surface, and never expressed his high gratitude to Kan Ming in words, but he showed intentions everywhere in his daily life. Two spoons of sugar coffee, leeks dumplings with shrimps, sugary soy milk and less spicy tofu... Kan Ming's life for so many years has finally begun to be refined and regular.

In short, compared to the one at his boss's house, Kan Ming feels that he is really lucky!

"Tomorrow I'm going to the care center." Po Fei arranged dinner and wiped his hands with his apron.

"Okay, but I'm afraid I have a job tomorrow..."

"You don't have to follow me wherever you go. I used to be free and can't lose it."

Kan Ming thinks about it and still feel uneasy, "Tomorrow I will call a driver to take you there. By the way, I have contacted a hospital that can accept people and I will be able to transfer people in soon." A helpless choice, it is of course good to continue receiving treatment if the conditions are available, but the cost will become very high.

"...Thank you then." Usually when it comes to some expenses, Perfei stubbornly only earns it from his own part-time job. Even if he buys two new clothes, he will count back. For this reason Ming had to tear off the label of the brand-name shirt and sew a copycat up to pretend to be the one that was two pieces of 29 and 9 yuan fifteen minutes before the promotion of a certain treasure. But when it comes to Tian Yao, Po Fei accepted without refusing. Kan Ming knew that his elf had a strong self-esteem, so he added, "I will keep the account for you, and you will become one of the top chefs in Beijing. It’s too late."

Po Fei didn't say anything, and helped Kan Ming serve a bowl of rice, and put a few pieces of braised pork on top.

"Eat it."

Kan Ming took it and pulled it into his mouth with big mouthfuls. The moderately firm rice grains, the tender and smooth taste of braised pork that melted in the mouth... Putting it together and chewing it almost made people swallow their tongues into their stomachs.

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Speaking of the elf at the boss’s house, I would like to ask that this club is preparing for the next update of the painting. I don’t know what’s wrong. When I paint, I can’t concentrate very well. It’s a bit tired after painting for a while, so I put down the pen. , After looking at the time, Mo Yicheng should have finished his work.

Sure enough, Mo Yicheng had already taken off his makeup and was in the car going home.

"What's the matter?" Mo Yicheng keenly discovered that the little thing's face was not very good.

Is willing to answer truthfully, "It's still a matter of drawing, not going well."

Mo Yicheng knew that Yuansuo was affected by the live broadcast. At the same time the attention has been unprecedentedly increased, the black fans have also increased, especially in the comment area. There are often some black-stomped comments.

"If the plot does not go smoothly, it is better to draw some extra adjustments first." Mo Yicheng made his own suggestion, "For example, it is very close to the New Year now. Maybe you can draw something related to Chinese New Year elements. It resonates well."

Yuan Suo was very interested in hearing it. Instead of dying with the plot that is currently in a difficult situation, it is better to take a different approach and draw something, maybe you will find a new breakthrough.

"Then...what should I draw? Set off fireworks? Make dumplings? Paste Spring Festival couplets?" I would like to ask for a few fingers.

Mo Yicheng thought for a while and said, "Dudu, do you know that Chinese people have a New Year's custom, or faith, that is reunion."

Yuan Suo shook his head. He still doesn't quite understand this kind of festivals on Earth. Everyone in interstellar space will celebrate the whole country only on the founding of the country or on some victory days. As for the atmosphere of "New Year's Eve", it has long been diluted.

"Then you know now." Mo Yicheng followed the temptation, "So, the New Year is to get together as a family."

"Yeah!" Yuan Suo probably understood what Mo Yicheng meant, and several creative materials appeared in his mind.

And Mo Yicheng didn't seem to be ready to stop there. Tan Mei cheated on her body, saying every word: "So this year's Mo family's New Year's Eve dinner must not be missed Dudu."

Mo Yicheng is inviting himself to dinner, so Suo Xin nodded.

Mo Yicheng said again: “After the New Year’s Eve dinner, it’s a family.” Mo Yicheng has already decided and will tell Mo’s mother about his relationship with Dudu as soon as possible. He will inevitably encounter some obstacles, but he will try his best Ask Mo's mother to accept Dudu at dinner.

"family?"

"Well, family."

With a firm gaze, Mo Yicheng thought about the brightest and most thrilling star in the sky, and he was willing to look at it and almost forgot to breathe. He couldn't help but sigh that he could meet such a person and how lucky it is to have such a person.

Finally, Yuan Suo finished the four-frame Spring Festival series Xiaofan before going to bed. After posting it on Weibo, seeing everyone's praise and love, my sore and stiff back and wrists all relaxed after a busy night.

After Mo Yicheng took a bath, he received a text message from the Weibo update notification and clicked in. When he saw the Q version of Dudu sitting in the bathtub and filling dumplings, he was amused.

Then I was willing to find that Chen Jiao had left a message for herself, and hurriedly pulled Mo Yicheng to read it.

"Brother Chen praised me for being smart!"

Mo Yicheng smiled, "Well, Dudu is really great."

"You have to reply seriously!" Following the wish, immersed in the two-finger Zen reply.

Mo Yicheng asked, "I haven't seen Chen Jiao for some days, do you miss him?"

"Yes." Chen Jiao is kind, and takes care of Dudu very often, but he is really worried about it after a few days.

Mo Yicheng said, "We will see him again soon."

"Huh? Yes... Are you going back to work? Great..."

Mo Yicheng said, "No, it's a variety show. I'm going to participate in one episode. He was also invited to sing guests because of "Star River", so he can meet at that time."

"Great!" Yuansuo happily made a victory sign, and then asked: "What variety show is that?"

Mo Yicheng said: ""Happy Hundred Points""

I am more excited when I hear it. "Happiness One Hundred Points" is a high-quality interactive game-style variety show in China. It is broadcast on NHW TV during prime time every Saturday night. I am also a loyal fan.

After three days of recording, Yuan Suo almost counted the days with his fingers. At the same time, he told Longbow that he was about to go to the scene to watch the show. Longbow immediately threatened with a hunger strike, and obtained Chen Sheng's promise that he was allowed to go to the scene that day.

"But dogs are also allowed in the audience?" Yuan Suo chose to ask if he didn't understand.

The longbow on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment, "Dudu, did you fail to learn from Suyi?"

"Um...no, I haven't learned badly!"

"...In short, Chen Sheng has a way!" Long Gong hummed, and staged a realistic version of "Dog Fighting"!

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Fang Gui swept the studio floor clean amidst the scolding, nodded and bowed to ask the person in charge whether he was qualified. After getting permission, he could leave work. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

In the locker room, he threw the work clothes he had worn for a whole day into the cabinet, changed into his own clothes, and didn't eat much for dinner. He was already hungry, and he felt quite embarrassed to not drink for two days.

Turn on the phone, search for "Mo Yicheng "Happy Hundred Points"" again to confirm that Mo Yicheng's recording time was a long sigh of relief after two days. After two days, at most three days, he can get rid of this Time!

Today Tian Yao's care center called, saying that he was going to inform him that the patient had been transferred to XX Hospital, knowing that it must be a new player from Pofei.

Fang Gui tremblingly took out a cigarette from his pocket, the place where his fingers often pinched the cigarette had been smoked yellow. He hasn’t seen a vegetative wife for a long time. He can’t tell why. Is he afraid of seeing a wife who is getting thinner and almost stripped like a skeleton? Or is he afraid of seeing a wife who used to be proud of himself? She looks like a ghost, even if...she really saw...

After pinching off the cigarette, Fang Gui stood up, his eyes flushed and his face was sallow. He rubbed his hands and took out a folded piece of paper from his trouser pocket and spread it out. The above were some arrangements for the recording activities that he secretly copied two days later. Including a group of guests' lounge arrangements, rehearsal time and so on.

At this moment, Po Fei was guarding the hospital bed, holding Tian Yao's hand and talking.

In the past, the custody agency did not allow family members to stay overnight, and the time for visits was also limited. Moreover, Pofei had to work with Fanggui and attend classes in the game, so time was always insufficient.

Looking at the sister on the hospital bed now, Po Fei’s eyes suddenly turned red, "Sister, you wake up quickly, I have now fulfilled my original promise to become a great chef! I am in the Wizard Academy... occasionally. Skip class, but it doesn’t matter what they teach me. I will be deducted credits and grades, but it’s okay. If you drop it, you can drop it. That’s why I can stay with my sister."

Po Fei said softly, with a smile on his face, as usual.

"Sister, I've grown up, and now I have...a very good proxy player..."

Just when Po Fei whispered, Tian Yao's fingers in his hand suddenly moved!

Po Fei was shocked, his whole body froze, and his eyes widened in disbelief!

"Sister..." Po Fei doubted his own eyes, even the problems that the executives had.

Suddenly, Tian Yao's finger moved again!

Perfei jumped directly this time, pressed the button on the bedside frantically, and at the same time yelled uncontrollably: "Doctor! Doctor!"