Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême - Chapitre 357
"Wake up, Mumu is already up."
I rubbed my eyes, then blinked again, and sure enough! That kid was blowing bubbles by my bedside.
--Slap-- "You can't blow it." You're five years old, don't be so idiotic.
--Slap--
I angrily rubbed my head: "Wu Hui! How dare you hit me!"
"You hit my son first!"
I don't care: "Qianqian hit me!"
"Serves you right!"
--Ah--Ah-ah!
This is unbearable! How could I be so miserable? Why did I get so moved and take them in? If I had known, I would have been more ruthless. I would have just closed the door, let the dog out, and never cared whether they ate vegetables or soup tomorrow!
"stand up!"
I'm all dressed, I can get up now. Just as I was about to jump, Chou Qian stopped me: "My shoes aren't ready yet."
Upon hearing this, Wu Hui's eyes immediately turned red, and he roared like thunder, "Too slow!"
I quickly covered my son's ears. I suspected that his hearing problems were caused by his father scaring him.
“They started arguing with me first thing in the morning.”
"It's not that I want to make a scene! Just hurry up!"
"Alright." Chouqian straightened up and helped me up. "Let's go eat. The three of us will go out in a bit."
"Where have you forgotten me?!"
"Pacific Ocean."
--Clang-
-boom-
-Bang--
I ran out protecting the wood, shaking the dust off my head—damn, this look definitely won't make me a handsome guy!
...
"Grain! Ten catties for one coin!"
Watermelons! Cheap sale!
"Little Clay Figure"
"Let's get some oil!"
I stood under the blazing sun, clutching a heavy log, sweat beading on my forehead enough to form a Nile River. My sharp, piercing eyes fixed intently on two tall figures ahead of me.
Why am I the one holding the log, and not you guys?
Why do you make me walk instead of taking a carriage?
Why do you let me sunbathe but not drink juice?
Why do I have to suffer instead of enjoying myself?
If you push me too far, I'm done for!
I can't take it! I can't take it!
"Yi! Hurry up!"
If you yell that again, I'll kill myself!
"Ziyi, come here quickly!"
I can't walk fast!
Rest and relaxation...
Have you heard?
"I've heard about it."
"Tell me, is it true?"
Gossip! You're whispering like that, there must be something interesting going on!
I wiped the sweat from my brow and watched my husband enter the rice shop. I put the wooden piece down, and it plopped down on the ground with a thud. Tsk tsk! So lazy! Who do you take after?
"It's hard to say."
"That's true. When the news gets to a small town like ours, it really takes on a different meaning."
"That's right, anyone who dares to assassinate the Crown Prince is simply courting death!"
Wait, who are you trying to assassinate?! "Hey! What did you just say?!"
"Run!"