Pei Yiting, who came out of the kitchen, had a face puffed up, his clothes were more than half wet, his face was also stained, and he was in a panic.

"You did a good job. I'll check it out for you." Before Song Weiyi had time to praise him, Pei Yibai's voice came from behind him.

Reluctant to check him? To make him look aggrieved?

Song Weiwei moved his lips, not ashamed to expose him, thinking that Pei Yibai also had the bad taste of bullying children.

She suddenly became worried about her future baby, if Pei Yibai treated her son or daughter like he treated his younger brother...

Song Weiyi clenched her fist vigorously. When the time came, she would definitely resist to the death and defend the baby's rights.

But now, Song Weiyi obediently chose to follow behind Pei Yibai, paced into the small kitchen, and checked Pei Yiting's results.

Seeing the appearance of the kitchen, Song Weiwei was stunned for three seconds. There was foam everywhere on the sink, not only that, but also on the floor, let alone the sink.

A few bowls were scattered and scattered next to the sink, and the foam inside hadn't been cleaned, obviously not clean enough.

"Pei Yiting, is this what you mean by washing it? Every time you eat, do you still have foam in your bowl?" Pei Yibai looked away, raised his eyebrows and looked at his younger brother who pouted his mouth high.

"I can't wash it, I'm not tall enough, and my clothes are all wet." He pointed to his clothes with a sad expression.

Pei Yiting yelled, thinking that washing dishes is really tiring, it's much more troublesome than serving soup, he doesn't want to go into the kitchen anymore.

"Not tall enough? Isn't there a stool next to it? It's just an excuse you made. If you don't want to do it, you don't want to do it. It's because you are not tall enough." Pei Yibai sneered.

"Besides, who volunteered to volunteer just now? Even this little setback can't stand it, so you have the nerve to boast that you will become an almighty husband and cook for your wife in the future?"

Song Weiyi misunderstood, it was really not Pei Yibai who forced Pei Yiting to do the dishes.

Probably because of the praise of Haikou just now, Pei Yiting wanted to show off, took the initiative, and became what he is now.

"When did I say I want to be an all-round husband?" Pei Yiting asked back, his mind was very flexible, and he quickly caught this trap.

"Didn't you ask for a meal to cook for your wife?" Pei Yibai's words were suppressed, and Pei Yiting couldn't refute immediately. Wasn't it just a quick talk?

But he also felt that it would be too embarrassing to retract that sentence at this time.

"I'm still young, and it won't be too late to learn when I grow up! Brother, you only know how to direct me, why don't you do it? Oh, I see, you don't know how to wash dishes at all, so you run away!" Pei Yiting With a clear look on his clothes, he looked at Song Weiyi with a little more sympathy.

It seems that it is hard for you to marry a big liar.

Song Weiyi "..."

Hearing his provocation, Pei Yibai sneered a few times, let go of Song Weiyi's hand, and walked over.

Standing in front of the sink, he was tall, fully covering the light in that area, and his straight back exuded a strong sense of strength.

It's hard to imagine that one day Pei Yibai would actually stand in the kitchen washing dishes, and this small kitchen where three people have nowhere to go is incompatible with his temperament.

"I can't? Do you think I'm in the army for nothing? Do you think there are people washing dishes and laundry for you in the army?" While talking, Pei Yibai gracefully lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves .

When he was a teenager, he lived in the army for several winter and summer vacations. These little skills were really nothing to Pei Yibai.

It's just that it's true that he hasn't cooked.

Pei Yibai drained all the water in the sink, cleaned up the foam, and took another basin of water.

Song Weiwei watched his action before realizing it belatedly.

How can I let Pei Yi do the dishes for nothing?

She hurried over and grabbed Pei Yibai's sleeve. "Don't worry about this, I'll do it."

"It's okay, I can't cook, but I can do the dishes." Pei Yibai shook his head, and signaled Song Weiyi to step aside with his eyes.

Pei Yiting's words were more or less a wake-up call. My wife is to be pampered, not enslaved. Since cooking belongs to Song Weiyi, Pei Yibai is willing to help her share the burden of washing the dishes.

"But..." Song Weiyi was still confused.

Pei Yiting couldn't bear to see them chasing after each other, and rolled his eyes: "Sister-in-law, my brother said he can do it, so don't stop him here, let him play."

Pei Yiting's tone was treacherous, obviously he was very happy to see Pei Yibai make a move, just waiting for him to make a fool of himself.

"Did you hear that? Stand aside, so as not to hinder me from washing the dishes." Pei Yibai said, pushing Song Weiyi aside.

Now, it was useless for Song Weiyi to say anything, so he could only look at him speechlessly.

Pei Yibai's movements were not fast, but every movement was just right, concise and powerful. With his movements, the lines on his arms became more and more obvious.

While putting the bowl into the sink, he casually said to Pei Yiting: "By the way, I haven't told you yet, you will go to the countryside for military training next semester, and you will have to eat the bowls and clothes for every meal every day by yourself." wash."

"What?" When Pei Yiting heard the news, Pei Yiting, who was originally grinning, couldn't laugh anymore, his face turned blue, and he was stunned.

Pei Yibai's eyes met Song Weiyi inadvertently, and there was a gentle smile in his eyes.

Just when Song Weiyi wanted to study Pei Yibai in detail, he quickly looked away.

"Well, when the time comes, you are not allowed to bring any electronic equipment, no snacks, and no game consoles." Pei Yibai still said calmly.

As everyone knows, Pei Yiting over here is already flustered because of several successive inaccuracies in what he said.

"Why didn't anyone tell me about this in advance? Is it true? Or did you fabricate it to lie to me, brother?"

Pei Yibai sneered, "I don't have the time to spare, so I made up a lie just to deceive you."

The more he talked, the more uncertain Pei Yiting felt.

God! This is not allowed, that is not allowed, so what fun is there in his life?

"How long will the military training take?" Pei Yiting asked in a dying struggle.

The little guy is not as tall as the others in the class, but his grades are excellent, so he has skipped two grades at the age of nearly ten. If not, he would not have to participate in military training at the age of ten.

"Half a month."

"For half a month, you have to eat and live in the army. You can eat whatever everyone eats. You don't have any privileges." Pei Yibai didn't mind making things clearer.