I’m Afraid It’s a Salted Fish

Early the next morning, Song Zhihuai was awakened by a furry head.

Chi Song nestled in his arms very obediently, with his unkempt hair calling his name: "...To Huai."

Song Zhihuai lost his temper and took the initiative to kiss his forehead: "Good morning."

With that said, he was confused and took up Chi Song's mobile phone. He took his hand very skillfully and unlocked it with his fingerprint: "Gouyu is all right? I'll give you ten companies."

Chi Song was surprised: "How do you know?"

Song Zhihuai rubbed his temple: "You can save 1,000 jade every other week. Hasn't it been a week since the last time?"

Chi Song was full of joy: "You actually remember."

Song Zhihuai rubbed his head: "Nonsense."

He reached out to hold Chi Song's wrist and said, "Come on."

Chi Song was embarrassed: "I'm so lucky..."

Song Zhihuai breathed a sigh of relief into his palm, and tightened Chi Song's wrist a little bit: "It's okay, isn't it me?"

Chi Song was smirked sweetly, and Song Zhihuai held his wrist and began to draw.

The first one to jump out of the screen is a fairy sword girl.

Chi Song: "..."

Song Zhihuai yelled, "Isn't this the SSR you most want?"

Chi Song: "..."

Chi Song, who was supposed to be happy, thought of the oath he gave last night.

He dropped his phone in frustration and whispered, "...I don't want it."

Song Zhihuai did not expect that Chi Songhui would respond to this: "What's wrong?"

In Song Zhihuai's memory, Chi Song has been thinking about owning a fairy sword since he started the game of liver.

When Chi Song celebrated his birthday last year, he asked Chi Song what wish he had made. Chi Song said brightly that he wanted a fairy sword.

To this end, Song Zhihuai also ate the vinegar of Yao Dao Ji for two days.

He thought about it, and nothing happened recently that Chi Song was unpleasant. A day ago, he was particularly excited to tell himself that he finally had a little nephew to hug.

After thinking about it, Song Zhihuai thought that it was probably yesterday that he was drinking himself, causing Chi Song to be upset.

He patiently coaxed his daughter-in-law to come: "I'm sorry, I will fight for not drinking anymore."

Chi Song shook his head: "It's not about drinking."

This time Song Zhihuai couldn't really figure it out. He plucked his forehead and asked, "Then why wasn't you happy that you got the demon sword Ji?"

Chi Song lifted his face from his arms and said quietly, "...I want you."

Song Zhihuai: "..."

Chi Song’s voice was very soft, and Song Zhihuai felt like he was bitten by a pet with a row of small teeth, itchy and comfortable.

Chi Song found that Song Zhihuai didn't look right in his eyes, and hurriedly explained: "No, I don't mean that, I don't want... Um~"

Seeing Chi Song become darker and darker, Song Zhihuai kissed his lips gently, sealing all his words.

It wasn't until the temperature of the person under him rose that high, and let him knead softly that Song Zhihuai straightened his waist and pinched his hot face, saying, "...I know, you don't need to explain."

The two stayed in bed for a while before getting up and washing.

Chi Song has advanced toilets, so he washed faster. When Song Zhihuai brushed his teeth, he was holding his mobile phone and planned to brush Weibo for a while.

Unexpectedly, he just opened Weibo, and his mobile phone received a text message from an adult on his mother: "Did you wake up? Come and have breakfast at home."

Chi Song was in trouble, and after carefully phrasing for a long time, he carefully sent a text message: "Mr. Song didn't eat it either. I told him to eat out?"

It took a while for Mom Chi to reply: "He will come together."

Song Zhihuai was brushing his teeth, almost scared by a scream outside and biting off the toothbrush handle.

He pushed open the false toilet door: "...how..."

Chi Song rolled over like a gust of wind and slammed on Song Zhihuai: "Quickly! Quickly wash, let's go home and eat together after washing!!!"

When she was caught off guard, she was about to see her parents. Song Zhihuai was ashamed.

The closer to the Chi Song family, the more nervous Song Zhihuai was.

After Chi Song came over, he was even more nervous than Song Zhihuai.

He squeezed Song Zhihuai's hand and trembling: "My mom won't hit you?"

Song Zhihuai said, "It's okay." Your mother will hit me at that time. Don't help me. Just follow her twice. Anyway, it makes our mother happy, and our business will be smoother."

Chi Song was still worried: "What if she cries, I am particularly afraid of my mother crying."

Song Zhihuai comforted: "That's not afraid. She was crying, you just cry. Then I'll go to coax aunt first and let her fight twice."

Seeing Song Zhihuai arranged so organized, Chi Song's face worship: "Zhihuai, you are so powerful."

Song Zhihuai thought, could it be great? Before insomnia, Jing Zhuo wondered how he was beaten after seeing Chi Song's parents.

Chi Yang stayed in the hospital with his wife and son. Daddy Chi just returned to the town last night and went to the hospital to see his grandson. Only Ms. Chi was at home and Zhang Luo had a table for breakfast.

When she opened the door and saw Song Zhihuai, she did not react very much. Maybe she had done enough psychological construction early.

She said quietly: "Come in."

Chi Song gathered his trench coat guilty.

The clothes you wear under your trench coat are the same color as Song Zhihuai's tie, I hope my mother won't notice.

At the dinner table, Chi Song was guilty of thieves and kept picking dishes for Mom Chi, and Mom was constantly talking about Meimei's things: "My name is Chi Yang, I took a time off at the company to accompany Meimei. Now girls, All of them grew up adorably. Meimei entered our house and ate so much pain. We have to treat her well. I heard that there are many little girls now. After giving birth, it is easy to get postpartum depression, My name is Chi Yang staring at her, don’t make Mei Mei sad..."

After finishing the meal, Mother Chi did not have a positive communication with Song Zhihuai.

After dinner, Song Zhihuai said: "Auntie, let me wash the dishes."

Mother Chi was stunned: "It's okay, you put it there, how can you make guests wash dishes."

Chi Song immediately hit the snake with the stick: "...Mom, you let him wash. I wash dishes at home with me."

Mother Chi: "..."

In a trance, she felt she had a girl.

As soon as Song Zhihuai left with the empty dish, Mommy Chi couldn’t help but point her finger at Chisong’s forehead: “People say that girls are extroverted, you’re good, a big man, partial to others.”

This was the first time that Mother Chi had talked to Song Zhihuai positively with him after a few months. Chi Song didn't know what to say, so he bowed his head and behaved well.

Mother Chi said: "You two pay attention, don't be so inconsistent in front of me."

Chi Song was surprised and thought that his mother was really hot-eyed. In the future he will notice that he will definitely not wear couples in front of his mother.

Thinking about it, he looked down, and on the polished glass coffee table, he saw a strawberry on the side of his neck.

Chi Song: "..."

Seeing that his son's face was red, and the corner of his clothes was silent, Ms. Chi softened again: "...Xiao Song."

Chi Song raised his ears.

Mother Chi asked: "Can you still divide?"

Chi Song's heart sank: "..."

Mother Chi sighed when she saw Chi Song not responding for a long time.

Chi Song heard her say, "...Forget it."

Chi Song's eyes widened sharply.

Mother Chi whispered: "It's my mother who didn't take care of you and made you learn badly."

Chi Song wanted to argue that this is not bad for learning, but immediately followed her mother and said: "My mother is old, you are still young, my mother is afraid that you will regret it later."

Chi Song shook his head hard: "I don't regret it."

...What is regrettable?

Not to mention, at least he now loves Song Zhihuai.

If this is the case, Chi Song will regret it if he does not reach the end of the story and sees the ending with his own eyes.

Mother Chi felt his forehead.

Her voice returned to the softness of the rushing water from the kitchen: "At first, you said you want to be an actor, I asked you this question. You also said that you don't regret it... How tired the actor is, people think you are bright Beautiful, but there are also some people who take you as a gadget. Who is not the mother's heart, the mother does not want you to be taken lightly."

Chi Song had a choked throat and suddenly wanted to cry.

"Later, my mother thought for several years before I figured it out." Mother Chi said, "Now, you and President Song can't force me....Let me think about it, think about it, maybe After a while, I can figure it out."

After she finished, she looked at Chi Song with red eyes and asked, "...Is Mom doing well?"

Chi Song rested his face on Mom’s lap, closed his eyes, and said with a little cry: "Very good, very good."

Song Zhihuai, who washes dishes in the kitchen, of course did not know what happened in the living room.

He turned on the faucet, rinsed the dishes under the stream of water, and took the dishwashing liquid, squeezed a little into each bowl, and evenly opened it, rushing towards the faucet again.

Song Zhihuai is responsible for cooking at home, and washing dishes is always done by the dishwasher.

But in front of the mother-in-law, you must put on your teeth and bite your teeth.

While he was wasting water resources, he suddenly heard a cry.

As soon as Song Zhihuai looked up, she didn't know when she came to the kitchen door and reached over to turn off the faucet.

Song Zhihuai was calm on the surface, and his heart was already "Scream".

There are so many kitchen knives...

Mother Chi did not treat him politely, and swept her eyes: "Do you do the dishes at home?"

Song Zhihuai: "...Ah?...Ah."

Mother Chi asked coldly: "Xiao Song never taught you how to wash?"

Song Zhihuai did not forget to protect his wife at this time: "...No, he taught, I forgot."

Rao Shichi’s mother looked so uncomfortable with Song Zhihuai, and was so irritated by his answer: "My family was always washing a bowl of water, putting a few drops of dishwashing liquid in the water, and putting all the bowls in the water. Wash it once and rinse it again. How many drops do you have in each bowl, and how long do you have to rinse? How much water and detergent are wasted?"

In the end, she hated iron and stressed it again: "...this is how my house is washed."

Song Zhihuai's eyes lit up, and he was kind enough to say: "Then I will do the same in the future."

Mother Chi gave him a glance and turned out of the kitchen.

She thought, no wonder that the sister Wang from the next door was picky about her son-in-law. Sure enough, she really touched, and she didn't look good anywhere.