Chapter 9 Song Ci, is it good to read? [Recommended for collection]

Song Ci is a person who doesn't give up easily, especially if he doesn't do something he has determined to do. If he does, he must succeed.

Just like cooking, Song Ci decided to learn and wanted to learn. Reality is not an idol drama. Song Ci didn't believe it. He couldn't even learn simple home-cooked dishes.

as long as you try very hard, you can achieve anything.

Next to the vegetable stall, Song Ci carefully selected the dishes he needed, and asked the aunt who bought the vegetables how to cook those dishes. The aunt was also a kind-hearted person and taught him a lot.

The final weighing was 32 yuan.

"Auntie, just give me a zero, and I'll come to you often to buy." Song Ci didn't bargain too much, mainly because Auntie taught him a lot of things.

Unlike other aunties, who was not so scrupulous about spending every penny as they did, this auntie wearing a big gold bracelet happily wiped off the small change and even gave Song Ci a few green onions.

Following the words, the aunt asked: "Young man, do you have a partner?"

"Auntie, I'm married!" Song Ci replied.

Through chatting, Song Ci also learned that Liu Piaopiao was a singer who sang in big bars, but her dream was to release an album of her own.

"Yo yo yo, you are so honest." Liu Piaopiao looked at him: "Do you have any ideas?"

Liu Piaopiao handed an opened bottle of cocktail to Song Ci and said angrily: "What are you looking at? This is for eating, it's not salty!"

Liu Piaopiao looked at her small purse and decided not to guess anymore. She had lost several hundred and a day's salary to Tang Shi. She took a bunch of roasted vegetables and poured herself a cocktail.

Song Ci smiled quietly as he walked back. This question has been asked too many times, so there are many ways to answer it.

"The reality is like this, either lie down and be a salted fish, or lie down and be a beaker, or be self-reliant and independent like Shishi." Liu Piaopiao said this sentence with helplessness.

"I have not seen many women, but there are some who are beautiful. Some are more beautiful than her. I have never seen them. Sister Liu, you are also a rare beauty, but Mr. Tang is better than you by a few points. However, you have a very good temperament.

." Song Ci answered very frankly.

I definitely want to have it, but I can have it without saying a word. He didn't say anything, and Tang Shi refused to obey. Let Liu Piaopiao eat well and don't mess with the mandarin duck formula.

But Beaker, I understand, Sister Liu’s words have so much meaning.

Tang Shi's face turned even redder. Song Ci agreed simply, which made her a little embarrassed.

Half an hour later.

"Where's your birthday?" Liu Piaopiao asked.

The vegetable seller's words were blocked. She wanted to say something but didn't know where to say it. In the end, she just said that she would come here often and went to greet other customers.

"I'm not a girl, and no one wants to try on me." Song Ci smiled: "I just want to live a good life, find a partner, and then live a peaceful life."

After having a meal, Liu Piaopiao asked a lot of questions. Song Ci answered some and left some unanswered. If you let some information out appropriately, I will only feel that I know you better.

After returning home, Song Ci discovered that there was a barbecue rack in the yard near the door of Tang Shi's house, and bursts of laughter came from Tang Shi's house next to it.

Be open and aboveboard, appreciate openly, sincerely, and answer bluntly. Beautiful is beautiful, and beautiful is what attracts people. Isn’t it beautiful to look at?

"Song Ci, are you a rich second generation?" Liu Piaopiao asked him.

Song Ci listened and digested their conversation, and learned a lot of information. Tang Shi left early and was most likely unloading goods.

There was a barbecue grill about half a meter long, with various grilled skewers on it, and several bottles of cocktails next to it. It said "Tipsy Cocktail", and several bottles had been drunk.

He just saw that Liu Piaopiao drank too much, but he didn't expect Liu Piaopiao to say such a sentence to him. Song Ci didn't know what to say.

"Where is Song Ci?" Tang Shi asked him.

The topic cooled down.

Song Ci:??

Liu Piaopiao looked at Tang Shi with an incomprehensible look, put her arms around her shoulders, and said something in her ear, which made Tang Shi blush even more.

A friend of Song Ci's, whenever he was asked when he would get married, he would say that he liked men. Song Ci was not that fierce and could not say the kind of words that would hurt the enemy by a thousand and hurt himself by eight hundred.

Like peach blossoms burning brightly, like warm jade shining softly.

Only when the target is rich will he be rich. The richer the target is, the richer he will be. How rich he will be depends on where the target's ceiling is.

Tang Shi told him not to be polite, there was already a lot, and there were just enough people to help finish it.

"Thank you two distinguished neighbors for your hospitality. I'll learn how to cook another day, and I'll treat you to hot pot!" Song Ci said politely.

In addition, he also has a plug-in that he cannot understand, and he also needs a binding object. Making money and finding a partner are things that we must do together.

Song Ci shook his head: "We are a well-off family. We raise livestock, farm, and sell tea. Sister Liu thinks too much. When I was in school, my family sold two cows to pay for the tuition."

But since we are not so familiar with each other, there is no need to dig out all the details. That would not be honest, but stupid.

"My wife was beaten again upstairs yesterday. I heard her scream very loudly, but the strange thing is that he only spanked for a few minutes each time." Liu Piaopian pointed to the second floor.

Song Ci thought she was quite cute. This was the first time Song Ci thought she was cute. It was the first time he had seen her with her dumb look.

Unable to withstand the teasing, she lightly punched Liu Piaopiao.

When he got the cucumber, Song Ci also looked at Liu Piaopiao.

Tang Shi's eyes changed a few times, but he didn't speak and was eating meat with chopsticks.

Song Ci knew that she probably didn't ask it for him, but asked it so that he could say it for others to hear.

She has a lot of strength, but she can't take it easy because she can get a lot of money, but I don't see her complaining about being tired.

After finishing another bottle of wine, Tang Shi was somewhat drunk, his eyes were a little blurry and a little dull, but his smile from time to time was still so healing, and his expression became richer.

Song Ci, who was just about to lock the door, turned around to look, thought for a moment and agreed. While saying thank you, he sat on the small bench handed to him by Tang Shi.

Song Ci's idea has always been very simple: he wants to experience the pain of love.

Song Ci nodded.

"Are you coming yet? I guess what he did this time is still not good and he has to continue." Tang Shi said.

After opening the door and going home, Song Ci had been making up for the whole day's recipes. He had been looking at the recipes while at work. He had a hunch that he would at least be able to make something edible today.

When Tang Shi said this, he felt a little helpless.

Seeing Song Ci's refusal, Liu Piaopiao did not persuade him and drank half the bottle in one go. Tang Shi next to him occasionally took a sip, his face a little red.

"Indeed, you have changed a lot of jobs." Liu Piaopiao nodded.

Song Ci twitched the corner of his mouth and pretended not to hear.

"Song Ci, come here and eat together!" Tang Shi shouted.

"How old is Song Ci?" Liu Piaopiao started looking for a topic again.

"Song Ci, are the poems good to read?" Liu Piaopiao asked next to her.

Seeing Song Ci's depressed expression when he opened the door, Tang Shi laughed quietly. When she heard that there was no sound of a spatula, she guessed that Song Ci was going to buy food again.

If you want to make money at the same time, running a small business on your own is actually the most free way. No one controls or interferes with you. You can make whatever you want. It's easy and free. You can arrange your own time.

"Come and eat a cucumber. Sister Piaopiao brought it over. It's delicious." Tang Shi handed Song Ci a cucumber.

This time, Tang Shi won.

Song Ci looked at Tang Shi and felt that her choice was quite good. She could rely on herself and not have to suffer any injustice.

But the circles are all the same. Those with money always have more ideas, and those without money always have more ideas, not to mention those with money in their pockets.

"I don't understand what Sister Liu means, but I won't drink wine. I don't know how to do this." Song Ci replied, "I'll just eat some food."

She has a noble dream, but it is obviously full of difficulties. This circle is not easy to mix in, especially when she talks about a lot of disgusting things, and it is very messy.

"It's not that easy to do things by yourself, otherwise why would I have to unload the goods?" Tang Shi took a sip of her cocktail: "It's not because of the high salary."

Tang poetry:??

Song Ci smiled, neither agreeing nor denying.

Liu Piaopian looked at him and said that she didn't believe it, seeing was believing.

"22!" Song Ci replied.

Always thinking about hitting the ball and getting into the basket.

He found that Liu Piaopiao was similar to the big brothers in the company. He also talked about big things and small things. If he didn't pay attention, he had no idea what he meant. Song Ci felt more and more that he had to learn something, so as not to understand it.

"Ugh!" Liu Piaopiao almost vomited.

There was no concealment, Song Ci still said: "May 20th."

Tang Shi patted her.

Song Ci returned home.

Tang Shi and Liu Piaopiao were grilling a small barbecue, smelling the burnt smell coming out of Song Ci's window. Liu Piaopiao took a hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to Tang Shi.

Liu Piaopiao laughed, saying that they didn't know how to be funny, they were adults and still so shy.

Song Ci thought for a long time before he figured out what she meant. He lowered his head and ate in embarrassment. It turned out that she was not asking about his age!

It's the same everywhere, once you have some money and some status, your weapons will start to warm up.

That's not much different. Song Ci is in horizontal version and cannot fit in vertical version.

Going to the point of selling the cattle?

However, Song Ci's thoughts are similar to hers, to live peacefully and peacefully, find someone who loves her and loves herself, warm each other, support each other, and live a better life little by little.

I just wonder if his mother-in-law raised him?

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