Goddess she is reborn

Is this Nima really not a black fan? !

Even the big benefactor can't bear it!

Song Weiwei replied mercilessly: [Pull out the dragon-slaying knife] [Evil smile] Sorry, today's female lead is also the male lead.

The q/q icon on the status bar flashed crazily. Song Weiwei clicked on it, and it turned out to be the driver.

[Driver]: Great, you are so cruel [cover your face]!But I love you so much.

Big big big I love you like a mouse loves rice.

【Weiwei】: I'm sorry I don't love you [manual goodbye]

[Driver]: It’s okay, as long as I love you [shy face]

Time has cast the opponent's face into a wall, and Song Weiwei has long been deeply touched.

[Weiwei]: Do you know how to write the words round and round?Then leave a message under the article to let the female one and the female two be together, and we will be friends!

[Driver]: [horrified face] Ah!Big qaq I was wrong!Begging for forgiveness.People, they just want you to look at them more.

[Weiwei]: [vomiting] Bro, your face fell to the ground, you love to pick it up——

[Driver]: Well, I don’t want it. If I want it, I have to wash it. I’ll give it to you.

【Weiwei】: [Manual goodbye]

[Driver]: No—love me hold back——

Come on, fuck it, fuck it!Otherwise, it’s okay to play with a knife and a small pot~

[Weiwei]: No, another day, I have to code.

[Driver]: qaq Alright, Your Majesty, don't forget to pamper him tonight~

Song Weiwei couldn't help laughing, she picked a few more readers' comments to reply, and then quickly coded a chapter and uploaded it.

The day's tasks were completed, she stretched herself, packed her things, and left the milk tea shop with her computer on her back.

The wind chime in front of the milk tea shop made a crisp sound. As soon as the door was opened, a gust of cold wind came in from her collar, making her shiver uncontrollably. Song Weiwei put on her hat and walked slowly on the road on the ice. .

Because it was cold and snowing, there was no one on the street, and there was a stray dog ​​lying in a trash bin lying on the side of the road. She took out a ham sausage from her pocket and just fed it to the puppy. It was a very magical adaptation of blue The fairy bell rang.

[On the other side of the mountain and the other side of the sea, there is a group of grass mud horses, they are lively and smart...]

The gray-white stray dog ​​was startled, and jumped into the trash can. Song Weiwei picked up the phone regretfully, but before she had time to say anything, Mother Song's Lion's Roar from the River East was transmitted over the satellite: "Song Weiwei! Do you still remember?" What day is today?!"

Mother's birthday hasn't arrived yet, Uncle Gu's birthday has passed long ago, and it's not a major festival, Song Weiwei asked with a confused face, "What date?"

Mother Song knew her reaction for a long time, and said angrily: "You promised to go home today! Your sister Gu is almost here!"

Song Weiwei just remembered that Song's mother called her and told her about it a few days ago, and she had long forgotten about it after being busy these days.

Song Weiwei: "I—"

"No but! No excuses!" Mother Song interrupted her imposingly, "Buy some gifts and go home immediately."

"What should I buy..." Song Weiwei almost knelt down to her mother.

"Cosmetics or something, don't you girls like these? Just buy a copy of what you usually use."

I usually don't wash my face, I just wipe it on once in a while, and I use children's Yumeijing and children's skin cream!Is it true that if you give this as a gift, you won't be beaten to death? !

"Okay, I still have to cook. Today I must make a set of Manchu Banquet. Come quickly and help me cook. Oh, my sister Gu is so beautiful. I have missed her for a long time."

"I……"

【Beep——】

Mother Song has already hung up the phone quickly.

Song Weiwei stood in the cold wind, and the north wind whipped up her hair curtains. She felt that her heart was colder than the ice and snow all over the ground, and she wanted to cry without tears.

Is this really my mother?Is it really not a phone charge, picked up in the trash can?

Ten minutes later, she stood in a nearby branded cosmetics store, looking at the middle-aged man who was spitting, and felt even colder.

"...What do you think of this cosmetic product? It is absolutely authentic Korean product, long-lasting moisturizing, deep water lock, repairing rough and fine lines on the skin, after using it, the skin is as white and tender as a newborn baby, and the price is not high, only one set Two thousand, it’s good whether you give it to someone or use it yourself. Don’t worry, we are all brand stores. Although the price is cheap, they are definitely high-quality goods. After using it, I will not regret it. I want to buy it after using up a bottle.” The owner of the cosmetics store Chatting endlessly, he kept stuffing moisturizing water into Song Weiwei's hands. ?cheap price?Only two thousand?

No no no, I'm sorry I'm poor, I can't afford this price.

Song Weiwei stared at the bottle of Korean high-quality moisturizing water that was said to have traveled across the ocean, and was 'surprised' to find that it was made in China written by the manufacturer.

Thinking of Mother Song, she hesitated for a moment between listening to the life-threatening serial calls for a week and bleeding heavily, and finally chose the latter.

She clenched her wallet tightly, trying not to let her painful expression be too obvious: "Okay, this is it."

The uncle showed a satisfied smile: "Okay, do you want to apply for a membership card? Pay a membership fee of [-] yuan, and you can get a [-]% discount on our products."

"...No need." Song Weiwei said weakly.

Now she has a headache when she hears money.

When Song Weiwei walked out of the store carrying the box of expensive cosmetics, the snow had stopped, and a ray of sunlight came through the clouds and shone on the white snow.

Song Weiwei stepped on the snow and made a creaking sound. She sighed, reached out to stop the car, and said to the driver, "Go to Fengren Garden."

The driver looked confused: "Huh?"

Song Weiwei quickly waved her hand: "It's not a lunatic asylum, it's Fengren Garden on Huanghe Road."

The driver started the car and laughed out loud: "Who came up with such a name? It's still a lunatic asylum."

Isn't it true that Mother Song insisted on buying this place in spite of obstacles because of the bad name and low house price.

Huanghe Road is not too far from Song Weiwei's house, and it costs more than ten yuan to get there by taxi. She paid the fare and walked reluctantly, wishing she could walk more slowly.

How should I greet my 'new sister'?

Hello, I'm Song Weiwei, your sister, please give me your advice?

No matter who you change, you won't be happy if you suddenly have a half-sister.

Song Weiwei's headache was even worse.

She went upstairs with a melancholy face, opened the door, and before she stepped in, Mother Song poked her head out of the kitchen wearing an apron: "It's coming so soon, Weiwei, come in quickly, my meal hasn't been cooked yet, while you My sister hasn't come yet, please help."

Song Weiwei put down her things helplessly, and put on an apron to cook with her.

After all, it was the first time we met, not to mention that it was not easy to be a stepmother, and Mother Song was a little uneasy.In order to make the daughter of the Gu family happy, she made up her mind to show off her culinary skills this time. She made four dishes and one soup in a row, and she didn't plan to stop. While cooking the soup, she directed Song Weiwei to make pickled fish.

"Song Weiwei, are you Biao? You started boiling water before the fish scales were removed?"

"Put the seasoning and marinate for a while!"

"I heard that she likes spicy food, you put more chili peppers, ah, ah, ah, that's not right! You put too much, quickly fish it out!"

Song Weiwei choked on the onions and burst into tears. After finally making the soup, Song's mother came to take over, and she almost escaped from the kitchen.It happened that the doorbell rang, and she thought it was Papa Gu, so she ran to open the door.

When the door opened, she froze.