Chapter 2092

See cloud poetry slumped on the sofa, gloating and laughing, "Mommy doesn't fight at all! I'm slacking off. "

With that, he went to the balcony.

Yunshishi also hates that he doesn't strive. If you look at the diligent little guy again, you can see that he is busy after he is busy, and has no time to breathe, but you can't see how tired he is.

It was xiaoyichen who saw Yunshi's poems slumped on the sofa and then collapsed into a group.

"Mommy, I can't do it I'm so tired... "

Xiaoyichen is withered. He never does housework. Usually he helps youyou. It is just some light work. Youyou seldom gives him heavy work.

At the beginning of the general cleaning, three people sat down carefully, assigned tasks and divided responsibilities. Yunshishi was responsible for collecting dust, xiaoyichen was responsible for cleaning the glass, and youyou was responsible for washing clothes and mopping the floor.

At the beginning, xiaoyichen was full of confidence. Didn't he just clean the glass?

When he served in the army, he had no experience of hardship or tiredness. He just wiped the glass. He was so despised.

However, when he came on stage, he looked at the floor to floor windows on the second floor, and his jaw almost fell to the ground.

So many windows?!

I didn't notice it when I lived in the house until I cleaned it. Pay special attention. There are more than 30 windows on the first floor and the second floor. God?!

What is the concept?

The first floor is OK. The second floor is full of floor to floor windows?!

He wiped them one by one, feeling that the sky was falling.

Youyou noticed his iron face and said quietly, "what's the matter? Come on? Just now, some guy wanted to swear that it's just cleaning the window. Small case, before we start at this moment, we want to back out. "

"What do you say?!"

Little Yi Chen straightened out his chest and volunteered, "give me a day and I'll make sure it's cleaned!"

Youyou snorted scornfully, then glanced at the tool he had put forward, and said coldly, "don't use this kind of tool. If you can't wipe it clean, wear gloves first, make a basin of hot water, dissolve the soap, and wipe it with a rag. When it's dry, dry it with a newspaper bit by bit, so that it can be wiped clean."

Little Yi Chen opened his mouth and said, "with newspapers?"

"Well? I can't stand to wipe with your tool and leave a mark. As an obsessive-compulsive disorder, I can't stand it. "

Say, you you clapped his shoulder, "come on!"

Then I went downstairs.

Little Yi Chen swallowed, then rolled up his sleeves, and began to work according to the orders of you you.

The initial work, step by step, is not too tired.

But in the last process, he lies on the window and wipes it with newspaper a little bit. Only ten windows, he feels that the whole person is going to be abandoned.

After cleaning ten windows, little Yi Chen drifted down like a ghost and collapsed on the sofa. He felt like a useless prince.

So tired.

More than a dozen groups of push ups at once.

When youyou saw that he was lying down, he thought that he had completed the task successfully. He ran upstairs to check it out. As a result, he saw that he had done half of the work. Airway, "muyichen, come up to me!"

Mu Yichen ran up the stairs like a obedient puppy, and was given a fierce approval by youyou.

"Is such a window clean?"

"There's still some newspaper scraps on it?!"