Here Comes The Lady Chef

Nangong Xue's birthday.

"Wife, the poem you wrote to me in Da Zhou before, I made a second half and sent it to you." Sheng Yaoshan took out a letter from his arms.

It's still writing with a brush, and it's still in vertical order from right to left.

On the sweet birthday cake, the candles flickered, reflecting Nangong Xue's face even more beautiful.

"I will return triumphantly to Qing Dynasty with long hair and waist. In the past, I was free and easy, and all were young heroes. The eastern capital was fine, the west lake was misty. Hold a gun and fight in all directions, and swear to guard the mountains and rivers. Return due to victory. On the day, I spent a good night with Qing. I look forward to working with my elder, and I am willing to be with my son. "

"This is what you wrote?" Nangong Xue gently pulled the long black hair, and carefully looked at the verse on the letter paper.

"Yeah! It was written by me. I followed the format of your chanting, hehe, I hope this poem is not too late. How can I say that I am also Liurugong of Dazhou, even though he won Wu Kui's name? However, the papers are no less inferior to those of Ren Yue's girl. "Sheng Yaoshan smiled proudly at Nangong Xue.

"Hahahaha!" Nangong Xue burst into a laugh with a letter.

"Wife, what are you laughing at? Do you think that my poem is better than yours?" Sheng Yaoshan asked puzzledly.

"No, no, hahaha, well written, so good that I can't believe it." Nangong Xue chuckled in her stomach again.

"Huh?" Sheng Yaoshan was confused.

"Husband, I did n’t write that poem before. I do n’t have that literary talent, it was taken from the Internet ... But, you wrote this poem ... Hey, it's ridiculous to me. It's exactly the same ... "Nangong Xue finally smiled and finished.

"No ... the poem was really written by me, not by me, I sent four." Sheng Yaoshan was anxious.

"Okay, you wrote it, you wrote it, ha ha ha ha, how could there be such a coincidence ..." Nangong Xue burst out laughing again.

"Dad, mom! I want to eat cake!" Sheng was sitting between the two of them. Of course, the four-year-old child didn't understand the minds of adults. Now this box of delicious cakes is his favorite.

…………………………

Another day.

"Wife, my son is sick!" At the other end of the phone, Sheng Yaoshan's voice burst into flames.

"What's wrong?" Nangong Xue's voice was absent from the other end of the phone.

"Fever," Sheng Yaoshan said helplessly.

"How many degrees?" Nangong Xue asked.

"37 degrees 5." Sheng Yaoshan Road.

"It's okay, you give him some water. This season is a good watermelon. You can buy some watermelon and come back to squeeze the juice for your son." Nangong Xuedao.

"But I am still very worried. What if I still burn? Would you like to go to your hospital to hang water?" Sheng Yaoshan asked eagerly.

"Hang up your sister! What do you think antibiotics are good for? How long have you been here in modern times, or do you not know how good Chinese herbal medicine is? Wait, wait for me to finish my work and go back to my son for a pulse diagnosis!" On the other end of the phone A beeping busy tone, no more Nangong Xue's voice.

"Dad ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Mom criticized you again?" Sheng mumbled his mouth, climbed to Sheng Yaoshan's lap, and stroked the heroic face.

"Yes, my mother criticized my father again." Sheng Yaoshan and his son pursed their noses, and hugged his son from his knees in pity.

Turn around and pour water, then squeeze the watermelon juice.

"Dad, your martial arts are so good, and you often say that you are a great hero. You are not afraid of the sky and the ground. Why are you a bear in front of your mother?" Sheng Hao asked with a crooked head.

"Because Dad's martial arts are so good, they are not as good as his mother's" Kyoto First Sword. "Sheng Yaoshan smiled.

"Dad, this year's Children's Day party in our class, the teacher asked the parents to also participate in the show, but also to perform the show, you go, by the way, bring your bright silver spear and show them to play!" Sheng Hao drinking sweetly Of watermelon juice, notice the same.

"Good!" Sheng Yaoshan responded quickly!

It is always the most proud thing for Lao Tzu to show publicity and earn face for his son! (To be continued) ()