The child does not teach, the father too

Let's play with hackers and live a happy life.And recently, I met a guy who is also a hacker on the Internet. The two met each other very late, and they became brothers within a few days, and even made an appointment to meet.

Of course, Beitang Xuelan was well aware of Little Tuzhu's anomalies during this time, but she just didn't bother to pay attention.Isn't it just to meet netizens, anyway, his pigs are so big and have a high IQ. They are not afraid of being deceived and can protect themselves when they are in danger.

So Beitang Xuelan waved his hand generously, letting his pigs go.

Unexpectedly, after the little piggy came back, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night, and he was still full of energy lying on the bed, pestering him and talking endlessly: "Xuelan Xuelan, that netizen I met today looks good. It’s so cute! Compete with Yi’er, it’s not at all different from what you get online.”

Beitang Xuelan gave him a cold look, closed her eyes and meditated, and didn't bother to pay attention.

Zheng Tuhao continued to talk to himself there, and after a while, he asked Beitang Xuelan a little nervously: "Well... my friend said he would come to our house to play, is that okay?"

Beitang Xuelan originally wanted to keep pretending to be cool, but now she couldn't, she turned over, pressed on Zheng Tuhao's body, pinched his neck, and said viciously: "What did you just say?"

"I, I, I... my friend is coming to our house to play!" The little soil pig stammered, his face pale with fright.

"No!" Beitang Xuelan refused without even thinking about it.

This home is shared by him and Zheng Tuhao, it is considered a pure land in his heart, and he absolutely does not allow some strangers to come in.

Zheng Tuhao didn't know what Beitang Xuelan thought, but he felt a little wronged.

Usually, he was used to being bullied by Beitang Xuelan, so he didn't think much of it, but now, it was just his friend who wanted to come to the house to play, Xuelan unexpectedly refused so flatly.

Biting his lower lip sadly, the little soil pig who was always carefree was unusually silent this time, turned around and fell asleep without saying anything.

Beitang Xuelan looked at his back, but didn't speak.After a while, he stretched out a hand to poke in from the hem of Zheng Tuhao's clothes, and stroked hard on Zheng Tuhao's strong chest muscles.

"Don't... I'm so tired today." Zheng Tuhao patted his hand away and said sullenly.

Beitang Xuelan pursed her lips and stopped talking, she just hugged Zheng Tuhao into her arms and closed her eyes to sleep.

The next day, Zheng Tuhao got up early, dressed and ready to go out.

Beitang Xuelan looked up at him and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Take my friend to play. He just came to this city, and he is curious about everything." Zheng Tuhao said with a smile, without mentioning what happened last night, and went out happily.

"Come back early." Beitang Xuelan babbled in a rare way.

"En." Zheng Tuhao nodded, closed the door and left.

Unexpectedly, at twelve o'clock in the evening, Zheng Tuhao hadn't come back yet.

Beitang Xuelan couldn't sit still, and planned to go out to find pigs.

Just as I put on my coat, the doorbell rang.

Beitang Xuelan walked over to open the door, outside the door seemed to be his family's piglets, but there was also a petite boy in Zheng Tuhao's arms, both of them had a strong smell of alcohol.

Beitang Xuelan asked coldly: "What's going on?"

"My friend dragged me to the bar. One of them was not in jail, so he drank too much and wanted to follow me back. So..." Zheng Tuhao said loudly, and carried the boy in his arms to the guest room to settle down. .

After tossing and tossing for a long time, it was already two o'clock in the morning when Zheng Tuhao took a shower and lay on the bed.

Beitang Xuelan didn't sleep, leaning on the bedside to read a book.

Zheng Tuhao didn't care either. After a day of exhaustion, he covered himself with a quilt and prepared to sleep soundly.

Beitang Xuelan grabbed him and said coldly, "You owe me an explanation."

"Xuelan, don't be so stingy, my friend is only staying for one night, he will go back tomorrow." Zheng Tuhao patted Beitang Xuelan's hand away, and said a little unhappy.

He and Xuelan paid for the house at the beginning, and logically speaking, he also has half of the right to speak. Why is it just a simple matter of having a friend who wants to stay for one night, but he can't make the decision, and he has to look at it everywhere. Beitang Xuelan's face?

Thinking of this, Little Piggy became even more aggrieved, gritted his teeth, stared at Beitang Xuelan, and said, "Don't go too far, although you usually have the final say, but that's because I'm too lazy to care about it. I will be at your mercy. Now that my friend has fallen asleep, do you still want to drive him out?"

"Is that why you miss me? Have you always thought that I was bullying you?" Beitang Xuelan's voice was very cold, and the expression on her face was even more terrifying.

Seeing him like this, Zheng Tuhao felt even more aggrieved, and shouted angrily: "You are just bullying me!"

"Okay, very good! It seems that I have loved you in vain for so many years, so you should find someone who will not bully you." Beitang Xuelan said, put down the book in her hand, got out of bed and walked towards the door go.

Zheng Tuhao was shocked, but now he was angry, and he didn't want to admit defeat, so he replied: "Look...you can look for it, I am also liked by many people, and it's not like I can't live without you!"

Beitang Xuelan's answer was to slam the door loudly. After a while, Zheng Tuhao heard the sound of a car starting from the garage.

"What's the big deal!" Zheng Tuhao said with a choked voice, pulled the quilt over his head, and a dull voice came out from under the quilt: "I will not take the initiative to show weakness. Every cold war requires me to compromise first. , you still have a cold face, you don't care at all."

"asshole!"

Stuffed in the quilt, after greeting all eighteen generations of Beitang Xuelan's ancestors, Zheng Tuhao fell asleep in a daze.

The next day, I sent my friend away, and when I got home, the house was empty, and Beitang Xuelan didn't come back, and it was already time for lunch.

The hungry stomach was already clamoring to protest. Usually at this time, Beitang Xuelan had already prepared hot and delicious meals to feed his pigs, but now people are going to the building, let alone hot meals, even overnight There was no cold rice left.

"What's the big deal!" Zheng Tuhao roared, and said imposingly: "I can cook myself!"

As he said, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed into the kitchen, ready to show off his skills.

But when I actually started cooking, I realized that everything was not as simple as I thought.

It's just cooking gruel and frying a poached egg, but the little piggy has the ability to make a mess of the kitchen, as if he just experienced a catastrophe.

An hour later, Zheng Tuhao came out of the kitchen disheartened.

There was a pot of white paste in his hand, and a plate of black things that couldn't be seen.

These two things seem to be the fruits of our little piggy's one-hour labor: porridge and poached eggs.

Putting those two things on the dining table, Zheng Tuhao looked at them again and again, but in the end he still didn't have the courage to eat them.

Finally accepting the failure, Little Pig took out his phone and prepared to order takeaway.

At this time, a voice came from the door, and after a while, the door was opened, and Beitang Xuelan walked in.

Zheng Tuhao looked at him pitifully, and said, "Xue Lan, I'm hungry..."

Beitang Xuelan glanced at him, then looked at the paste and charcoal on the table, and went into the kitchen without saying a word.After a while, the delicious meal will be ready.The little piggy hurried into the kitchen and brought them out, and began to gobble them up.

After eating for a while, I touched my round belly and sighed comfortably while sitting on the chair.

Sure enough, the food made by Xuelan is the most delicious!

The little piggy who doesn't remember to eat but not beat is grinning happily at his owner.

Beitang Xuelan looked at him and sighed softly.

"Xue Lan..." Little Piggy rushed over, hugged his owner and acted like a baby: "I burned my hand when frying poached eggs just now, right here, look, there are blisters."

Beitang Xuelan said coldly: "Idiot!"

The little piggy was wronged, and his nose arched back and forth on the owner's chest.

Beitang Xuelan's voice softened a bit, and asked: "Come here again to act like a baby, aren't you afraid that I will bully you again in the future?"

"Don't be afraid, Xuelan loves me the most!" Little Piggy shook his head firmly.

"Isn't that what you said last night?"

"I was wrong last night." Little Piggy bowed his head and apologized: "I didn't know that cooking is such a difficult thing. Xue Lan has to cook for me every day. How hard it is. I was too sympathetic to you before. .”

"Hmph, it's good that you know!" Beitang Xuelan's voice was still cold, but her thin lips curled up inadvertently, and a smile appeared on Bingcube's face.

After the owner and the little pig made out for a while, Beitang Xuelan pushed Zheng Tuhao away, and said coldly, "Go play, I haven't eaten yet."

Little Piggy hurriedly showed his hospitality: "Eat quickly, I will watch you eat here."

Beitang Xuelan didn't say a word, took the pot of gruel that was a mess, and ate it bit by bit with a spoon, frowning while eating.

"Xuelan, why do you eat this? Isn't there still food in the kitchen?" Zheng Tuhao was in a hurry, and wanted to grab the pot of gruel and throw it away. What if his family's Xuelan ate badly?

Beitang Xuelan glared at him: "Let go, I'm starving to death, don't disturb my meal!"

"But that stuff is so unpalatable. It's the first time I cook it. I don't know how to do it. It will cause problems if I eat it. Xue Lan, let me throw this stuff away." Dare to go over and grab the porridge.

"Shut up!" Beitang Xuelan scolded coldly: "Waste is shameful!"

"But..." Little Piggy was afraid to speak.

Beitang Xuelan frowned and finished the pot, even wiped out the plate of dark poached eggs.On the contrary, there are still a lot of delicious meals cooked by himself.