Fast-traveling female supporting role counterattacks in a different way

Chapter 183 Kite with a Broken String
"You have a place to work that includes food and housing, so what do you do with your pocket money? Isn't it superfluous!"

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Waking up early on Saturday morning, after Rosie finished washing, she went into the kitchen and began to brush the pots and pans that hadn't been washed last night.

After washing, I fed the poultry and livestock as usual, and then I freed up time to prepare for my homework.

The other homework was finished quickly, and only the homework assigned by the Chinese teacher stumped her.

The homework assigned by the Chinese teacher on weekends is a composition of no less than [-] words, and the title is only one word: me.

It is not a topic composition, but a proposition composition.

Rosie sat on a stool in the yard, put the composition book on her lap, lowered her head with a pen in her hand, and began to wander.

I remember an article "I" written by the original owner at that time, but it was praised by the Chinese teacher in the class, and it was used as a model essay and read to everyone.

Rosie tried her best to search the original owner's memory for the content of the composition, and was going to copy it.

But after searching for a long time, nothing was found.

It seems that it has been so long ago that the original owner cannot remember what he wrote.

Sighing, Rosie shook her head in disappointment, and was about to do it herself, write down the content of self-introduction casually, and put together two or three sheets with different words.

"It's already noon, why are you still sitting in the yard in a daze?" A familiar and bored voice suddenly sounded, and Rosie looked up in surprise.

I saw the original owner's father returning from a leisurely stroll.

Seeing Rosie raised her head, she looked impatient and asked: "Is lunch ready? I didn't eat breakfast and went to work in the field, and I only came back now. Hurry up and eat, I'm starving to death."

Only then did Rosie notice that it was already noon.

However, I was just too busy doing my homework, not to mention I haven't done lunch yet, even I was too busy to eat breakfast!

"I, I'll do it now." Before the other party got angry, Rosie hurried into the kitchen and started cooking in a hurry.

The best meal in the north is steamed buns, a few cold dishes, and a big pot of pimple soup.

save time and energy!

"You are so lazy. I just woke up too early this morning. I forgot to tell you to get up early, so you just slept through the middle of the day and didn't do any housework!" is angry.

After finishing a small bowl of pimple soup, I freed up time and continued to express my dissatisfaction.

"It's just that I was a little late for dinner, and I finished all other homework." Rosie couldn't help retorting, "I didn't sleep in, so I did my homework in the morning, which wasted time."

"How do you do your homework at home? Don't you have time to do it at school? Don't take your homework home and do it in the future. You can finish it at school. If you can't finish it, it means you are not suitable for studying, so..."

"Well, I see." Rosie quickly interrupted what he was about to say when she heard that the other party's words were getting more and more outrageous.

She was afraid that the more she listened, the angrier she would become, and she would be so angry that she would lose her appetite to eat at the end.

"My bicycle tire is punctured, and it's already leaking out of shape. Can you repair the tire after dinner?" Rosie had to pull her face again, and asked cautiously while looking at the other person's face.

"I've been busy all morning, can't you let me take a break after dinner? You want to exhaust me!" The other party ate his third bowl of pimple soup, took a mouthful of vegetables, and his tone was very impatient.

"Then when are you free, when..."

"No time, I'm not free anytime, don't bother me!" Before Rosie finished speaking, the other party refused loudly.

Uh……

Rosie didn't dare to chew anymore.

To prevent the other party from having another violent attack.

"I'm done eating, hurry up and take the dishes back to the kitchen, don't put them here as an eyesore, I'm smoking a cigarette, I'm going to take a break later, don't bother me, annoy me!"

"I haven't finished eating yet." Rosie paused her chopsticks and reminded.

"Take it back to the kitchen and eat slowly by yourself." The original owner's father said coldly.

Rosie felt sullen and short of breath, and wanted to throw the dishes upside down on the man's head.

It was unbearable.

But thinking of something, Rosie had no choice but to suppress the urge to run away, got up and started to clean up the dishes.

"I know how to eat and eat in a day, and I eat more than I do. I really want to eat and don't scream!" Unexpectedly, the other party began to look for a sense of existence while smoking.

What Rosie said, Rosie was so angry that she could only comfort herself over and over in her heart: We are normal people, we don't have the same knowledge as patients.

Only by constantly hypnotizing herself from the bottom of her heart can Rosie feel that she is no longer so angry.

"If you have food, you'd rather put it in your belly than in the granary. What a prodigal!"

Nani? !
Can anyone tell me what kind of development this is?
Which tendon is wrong again?

Why is this not over yet!
Is this because you just want the horse to run fast, but also want the horse not to eat grass?
"Hurry up and go back to the kitchen, dawdling. In the future, the son-in-law will come to the door like this dish, occupying the place for a long time without moving, eating and drinking, being thick-skinned, and not annoying him to death? Hurry up and move quickly. Hurry up, hurry up." The other party was urging while flying like a cloud, surrounded by smoke.

Rosie: "..."

This is definitely a person with an unusual brain.

The topic jumps too fast, I can't keep up with the rhythm.

Rosie really wants to ask, if the dishes are removed slowly, what does it have to do with your future son-in-law?
It's purely thinking too much, idle!
Standing in the kitchen, Rosie continued to eat with a bowl.

Cut, don't you just eat too much, so you can continue to eat, so that you won't have trouble with your stomach because of one or two unpleasant words from the other party!

"Sister, I'm hungry!!!"

While eating, I heard a child's voice shouting.

Almost forgot about this person.

It's true that the original owner's father was busy and always looking for the presence of love. In such a comparison, Shangguan Shengrui's presence is too low.

Rosie often ignored him without realizing it.

"I'm hungry, let's eat together." Rosie turned her head to look at the other person's dirty face, squeezed out a smile, and raised her hand in greeting.

"Ahem, don't talk, don't make any noise, I'll take a nap." came the impatient voice of the original owner's father.

Rosie curled her lips, gave Shangguan Shengrui a meaningful look, then lowered her head and continued to eat her meal.

"What meal?" Shangguan Shengrui approached and asked loudly.

When he saw the food on the chopping board, his eyes flashed with grievance, and he pursed his mouth and shouted: "I don't want to eat this, I want to eat meat, I want to eat chicken drumsticks!"

Rosie raised her eyebrows and looked at him, disdain flashed in her eyes, and she mocked in her heart: "It's just you, you still think of yourself as a treasure! Kid, I love you and the people who take you as treasure, go out to work, and the rest Here, there is no one who can give you a star and give you a moon."

snort!Don't look at me, it's useless to look at me!

Rosie avoided it, the bear child looked down at her pitifully longing eyes, and continued to eat her own.

(End of this chapter)