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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVENTY-SEVENTY-SEVENTY-SEVEN I'M GOING TO HAVE SOME SOMEBODY FOR YOU

Just as he came out from the shower, the anti-theft door opened with a "pa pa pa" sound.

"Open the door, I forgot to take the key."

I don't want to open the door for him.

Didn't he slam the door and leave? Why did he come back?

If there was nowhere else to go, he would be scolded when he returned to the old mansion. Fine, it was just right that he came back, so he decided to sign the divorce agreement.

When he opened the door, Qin Jiufaang was holding a large plastic bag filled with vegetables, smiling mischievously at Xiao Jing.

"Let's take a bath then. Get out of the way, I'll rub some juice on you."

He squeezed through the door and put the plastic bag on the floor. Change your shoes and get your apron.

Xiao Jing hugged her shoulder and looked at him coldly.

"Aren't we going to get a divorce? Come and sign the divorce agreement. "

"Married whom? "I won't leave."

He took a handful of vegetables from the plastic bag and picked at them. It was as if the quarrel of an hour ago did not exist.

"Whoever doesn't leave will be the grandson."

"I didn't say. "I don't know."

A dead duck's mouth is hard, playing dumb.

"Don't pretend to be amnesic. An hour ago. "We can't leave."

"My ancestor, stop being so noisy at night." I'll make you something you can normally eat. Wipe your hair off quickly. It's cold and you don't have to be afraid of catching a cold. "

Pushing Xiao Jing's shoulders and walking inside, he picked up the towel thrown away from the sofa and covered Xiao Jing's head, forcefully snoring all over his fur.

"Wait a moment, I'll make you some porridge." Just for a moment. Wipe your hair dry and put it on before you come out. "

Xiao Jing was curious, an hour ago they were quarrelling so loud that it seemed as if the sky would collapse. No one would give in, because the word "grandson" popped up, but the bastard just shouted "Ancestor" and came back with a straight face? You even took the initiative to make porridge? How new.

"I still won't eat the worm's porridge."

"No, I'll put some vegetables and minced meat on it." You have a bad stomach. Eating congee can nourish it. "I just wanted to give you some game to eat when I see those bugs. If you don't like to eat, then we won't eat anymore."

He lit a cigarette and put some rice in the pot. Then, he quickly washed the vegetables and pickled the minced meat. Then, he boiled the rice in water and put it in the minced meat.

"Go to the house, it's already autumn and it's cold. Wear more and don't catch a cold."

When he knocked on the cigarette ashes, he saw that Xiao Jing was still standing at the entrance of the kitchen, staring at him.

Xiao Jing pursed his lips, the anger had disappeared, and so had the gloominess. He turned and returned to his bedroom.

"Bastard."

Give him a way down, or else he won't be able to live his life.

Returning back to the house, Xiao Jing lit a cigarette and smiled.

When Qin Jiufaang went downstairs, he angrily kicked the fence door of the small district, coincidentally, a woman who was trying to snatch a bag ran over, and the woman who was behind was shouting and robbing while stepping on her high heels. When Qin Jiufaang walked up and punched the person, all the anger in his heart exploded onto the person who was trying to snatch the bag, causing him to roll all over the place. The police came and saved the robbery.

It was not fatigue, it was anger.

Do you really think that those things are easy to find? After browsing through the market and visiting several stores, you feel that the whole place is a little different from the rest. You've already thought about it so much that you can come home and eat together with me.

What else do you want? When the meal was done, he would wait for it to be delivered to his mouth. If he didn't eat it, it would cause a ruckus. He didn't need to think about it to know what it meant. Didn't he want to get a divorce?

Leave!

Whoever isn't is a f * * king grandson. This was Xiao Jing, if he had a son like Xiao Jing, he would definitely beat him up to death.

Everyone said that Xiao Jing was not easy to deal with, no matter how hard it was.

But did they forget how many of them could stand Xiao Jing's temper?

Departure. He had to leave. So what if he loved it? I won't wait on you anymore.

He wanted to look for cigarettes in his pocket, but he couldn't. As long as he turned around and went to the supermarket, he would buy a pack of cigarettes and open them. Two middle-aged women would walk over while chatting.

"My family hates scallions, ginger, garlic, and ketchup the most. Sometimes, they would even be picked out after they were released."

"Sister-in-law really dotes on your husband."

"It's the same for your family. I heard that you like spicy food. That stomach of yours is bad. How many years has it been since your family ate chilies?"

"Hai, it's fine if I eat spicy food or not. I can't just watch him rolling around on the bed with a stomachache, can I? Who doesn't have something to eat?"

The middle-aged woman walked over.

Qin Jiufaang had stayed in the hospital for more than a month with a stomachache. If Xiao Jing could not eat sweet coffee, his stomach would turn sour and he would feel uncomfortable. In his eyes, things that were normal were unacceptable to many people. He can eat scorpions raw. How many can eat scorpions?

What that old sister-in-law said was right, who didn't have something to eat? You could only accept missions and exercise, you had no choice but to eat it. For someone who had never experienced life and death, this was something incomprehensible.

In the future, there would always be a time for quarrelling and quarreling. Now that the words had been spoken, no one would want to divorce on an impulse.