MTL - Princess too Young, Prince too Old-Chapter 1209 A family
"Waiting to help you wash two bowls." Song Tong said to Jixiang with a smile.
"Who said I'm going to wash the dishes? My grandmother Songfu, which bowl to wash? I'll just wait for the blessing." Jixiang gave him a glance, but couldn't help the corners of his mouth. Lift your feet and walk towards the kitchen.
Song Tong didn't say anything, Han laughed behind her, in the past thirty years. The number of times he has entered the kitchen has not reached this half of the year.
Ms. Song said that Miss Songfu, who never washed the dishes, went to Zhuotai with a basin.
"Don't you help me wash the dishes?" Jixiang looked at him blindly and stuck his pestle behind. Just a little unhappy. "Then you wash it."
"Okay, I'm afraid I'll make you mess." Song Tonghan laughed and rolled his sleeves. I caught a bowl in my hand and carefully washed it.
The hands that can write and draw are awkward at this time. Not even a rag will make it. Jixiang couldn't help but wanted to laugh, and he wanted to stop him, but he didn't say anything. Just watching him splash water on his front placket again and again.
Jixiang likes to get along with Song Tong today. Not long ago, the two broke up. She likes and is indignant at Song Tong, but she cannot but hate it, but she calms down and thinks about it. She felt that she was too much, she said vocally that she would not persecute Song Tong. But it was persecuted. Song Tong had done her best to her and her kin, and she should be content. Instead of asking again and again, let alone this.
Auspiciousness gradually changed his attitude, Song Tong naturally couldn't help but couldn't help but talk about the disappointment that night. The two focused on taking care of his mother. Song Tong was not idle. Every day It must have been with the auspicious mother for a while, until her old man died, and Song Tong treated her funeral in person. It really is not like filial piety is better than filial piety, and auspiciousness has no more hatred of Song Tong. Until now, the relationship between the two More harmonious than before, a little like brothers and sisters, but also like friends who can talk about things.
"Did you just say that I should wash two bowls?" Auspiciously, he quickly washed all the dishes in a small bowl. Song Tong was still trying to wash the bowl in his hand, and Auspicious looked at him awkwardly. Can't help laughing.
"Next time, I'll help you wash another one next time," Song Tong put the washed bowl in the cabinet a little awkwardly, washing his hands, and sincerely and auspiciously said, "Auspicious, I follow You said it seriously, do n’t wash the dishes in the future and see what your hands look like. ”
"It's okay, much better than in winter." Jixiang said the truth. When he first arrived in Beidi for the winter, his auspicious hands were full of frostbite, and his ten fingers were swollen into carrots. Now auspicious hands are natural. It's okay, but it's still a lot rougher than when I was in Dali.
"It's not that there is no subordinate at home." Song Tong said with an eyebrow, sometimes he was very annoyed and auspicious, but the girl looked at a gentle and gentle one, but she was very strong in her bones, because it can be half as small as a sister-in-law. Ignore him for months.
"This isn't any physical work, anyway, I'm this toil. I don't feel tired when I'm busy. You have to let me do nothing idle, and I'm afraid I will get sick idle," Jixiang laughed aside Holding the rag and wiping off the water droplets on the table, she really couldn't take it easy. "Besides, I'm happy for my family."
This "family", auspiciously spoken smoothly, Song Tong listened comfortably.
Song Tong looked at her rubbing and did not speak again, waiting for her to finally clean up the table, Song Tong took her to sit down, and poured her a cup of sour plum soup.
