Chapter 271

Shi Cheng had no way to act these two days because of her sprained foot, and Bo Yan accurately found a way to punish her and asked Shi Qing to be a little supervisor to supervise his mother's every move.

I have a saying that my mother doesn't know what to say.

Bo Yan made a form for Shi Qing and drew what his mother needed at this time after each time. Shi Qingxin took office and performed meticulously according to the time on the form. If Shi Cheng didn't cooperate, he immediately complained to Bo Yan with his telephone watch.

"Mom, it's time to spray!"

"Mom eats fruit. Dad washed it!"

"Mom, dad asked you to bring me ice cream, but you are not allowed to steal it!"

"Mom, drink water."

"Mom, drink water."

"Mom,..."

Shi Cheng grabbed the outdated telephone watch and complained to the person opposite, "can you stop asking your son to feed me water? I'm about to become a bucket."

Bo Yan said calmly, "500 ml of water in less than two hours. This is the minimum preparation customized by the nutritionist according to your living standard. I hope you can finish it on time!"

Shi Cheng said, "which nutritionist?"

Bo Yan smiled, "your exclusive nutritionist, surnamed Bo Yan."

Shi Cheng hung up.

After a while, Bo Yan's phone called Shi Cheng's cell phone again. He hesitated and said, "if you're really so boring, go to the kitchen and take out my thawed pig's hooves, pull out the hair with tweezers, and I'll make you pig's foot noodles at night!"

"Pluck hair with tweezers?" Shi Cheng couldn't believe what he heard.

"Yes!" Bo Yan affirmed, "that's it. Be patient. Don't fire or use a knife!"

Shi Cheng felt that he was probably retarded in Bo Yan's heart.

She limped into the kitchen and found that there was really a small pair of tweezers in the pot containing pig's feet. The considerate thin always helped her prepare the tools, but why did the tweezers look so familiar.

Shi Cheng turned over and saw that the sign he was familiar with was printed on it.

Shi Cheng put the tweezers on the table. I don't know where Bo Yan found out his set of tools for repairing cultural relics. The tweezers have clamped fragments of silk pinching enamel, repaired the hairpin brought by Empress Dowager Cixi, clamped gold, silver, pearls and gemstones, but they haven't given pig feet hair.

Shi Cheng turned his eyes and shouted, "ah Qing, go and get your father's razor!"

Shi Qing looked up and watched Bo Yan shave every day. Of course, he knew what the razor was. Before taking it, he rubbed his chin twice, touched his bare chin, watched Shi Cheng turn on the switch he had never found, and sharpened his knife to kill the evil pig's hoof.

In the evening, when Bo Yan saw Shi Cheng's clean pig feet, he praised them without stinginess. He said frankly that Shi Cheng solved the biggest problem of dinner today. Shi Cheng smiled and hid his merit and reputation.

Whether Bo Yan will be exposed when he shaves tomorrow will not be mentioned for the moment. That night, mu yeshuo shamelessly came to rub rice and claimed to have brought good news.

Shi Cheng was very protective of the food, hid the meat in the bowl under the noodles, looked at mu yeshuo's empty handed shape, and asked not very happy, "didn't you come to see the patient?"

Mu also Shuo pointed to his eyes, "I'm not coming to see you!"

"You just look with your eyes?"

"I use my nostrils to see that you can't beat me!"

Bo Yan passed by and added, "you can try. It's inconvenient for her to move, but she can't beat you!"

Shi Cheng stared at the traitor Bo Yan. When he looked back, he saw mu yeshuo slowly raise his chin!

Shi Cheng picked up the apples on the table and asked mu yeshuo to taste the crispness of the apples.

Pig's feet were stewed enough for four people. Moreover, Shi Qing couldn't eat much. Bo Yan opened fire again to cook noodles, brought a bowl to Mu yeshuo, and confiscated the apples. "Stop it, eat!"

Mu yeshuo whispered to Shi Cheng while Bo Yan entered the kitchen, "how do I think Bo Yan has changed?"

Shi Cheng didn't know, so, "what has changed?"

Mu yeshuo thought hard, "it means a bit of the head of the family!"

Shi Cheng, "..." what am I?

"Let's talk about business!" Mu yeshuo said positively, "Du Meiyun wants to sell the jade. Will you attend the auction this Sunday?"

This question is a white question. May Shi Cheng not participate, but it is a little deviated from his expectation. Shi Cheng originally planned to buy the jade at a very low price when Jin Rong was about to go bankrupt. Now it seems impossible!

Bo Yan came out with the last bowl of noodles and gave some to Shi Qing. "The auction is not only the auction of jade, but also a development land I must win is on the list. I will also participate at that time!"

Shi Cheng was noncommittal. Even if Bo Yan didn't see anything in it, he must not be at ease to attend the auction.

This is the so-called good news for mu yeshuo. Shi Cheng stretched out his hand to Mu yeshuo, "have you brought what I asked you to find for me?"

"Oh!" Mu yeshuo took out a small box from his pocket, which was also printed with Yuancheng's sign.

Shi Cheng opened the box. Inside was a small red purse embroidered with golden lotus with gold thread. Shi Cheng put in the peace symbol he had asked for before, tied the rope tightly, hung it on Shi Qing's neck, and folded his hands together to pray, "I hope it works!"

Bo Yan said with a smile, "it must be useful, or the one I asked for won't work!"

Bo Yan also stretched out his hand like mu yeshuo, "I really don't have time to find it myself recently. It's hard!"

Mu yeshuo looked abused. He took out a small box from the other pocket. Bo Yan took out a string of eighteen sons from the inside, made of white jade and dotted with two emeralds. Below, there are twisted gold ear patterns, which are made into a bird cage. Inside, there is a pearl, and at the bottom is a light colored cloth pocket the size of a thumb.

Shi Cheng certainly recognized it. It was originally hung on the skirt. Now his shop has made an improved version and changed it to the style of hand string.

Bo Yan took out a yellow cloth strip from his pocket, stuffed it into his cloth pocket, and went to the bedroom to toss for a while before he came out and took it to Shi Cheng's hand.

Shi Cheng looked carefully. Bo Yan sewed the yellow cloth inside. Shi Cheng expected that he must be shocked now.

"When did you ask?"

"I went there today," Bo Yan said, "I don't want you to be so unlucky!"

The bead was just worn on his wrist, and the snow-white wrist became thinner and thinner. The thin little cloth didn't seem abrupt at all, and it couldn't be seen that it was added later.

Mu yeshuo didn't know why Bo Yan asked him to do this at first. Now he saw it with his own eyes. He immediately felt that he was going to be blind and abused the dog openly!