For so many years, Pi Xiu has never felt that summer is so cool, his mood is so calm, and passers-by are so pleasing to the eye, even Qiu Fu looks eight degrees more beautiful and has the qualifications to debut.
After kissing the little things, the whole world seems to be different.
Pixiu leaned on the counter and sighed, the feeling of fulfillment that money could not fill in his heart was filled in one day, so this is the feeling of someone in the room
He suddenly understood why so many immortals and monsters were struggling to cultivate their lives, but they also wanted to have a love with mortals, and they were still happy and silly all day long.
But because of love, it is not easy to be sad.
Su An put down the calculator in his hand, and looked at the boss who exuded that I was very cool today. Seeing that he made a small amount of money from his photos these days, he slowly said: "Boss, there is a word called pua, I don't know if you've heard of it."
"I heard it, what's the matter." Pixiu said while looking at his phone, thinking that the little thing had something on his neck and hands, but there was one less on his feet.
The jade one couldn't help touching it, the silver one was too cheap, so he had to put a whole gold bracelet on him.
Su An watched Pixiu try to hint: "I have never seen you so generous."
"Wenxi is not someone else, it's okay to be generous." Pixiu put the phone back in his pocket, "I'll take a look at the warehouse, you're busy."
Su An coldly watched Pi Xiu, the old tree blooming, go away. What does it mean to be someone else
It's not that the person who has been surnamed Pi for a long time is not generous, but you are not the object of his generosity. Good words are hard to persuade the damned ghost, the surnamed Pi has been locked up, and the general trend has gone to Su's account and is unable to return to the sky.
The last trace of camaraderie in his heart was extinguished, and Su An took out his mobile phone to post again.
"You can't talk about private photos, Asian selections, clearance sales, private chats are welcome."
Pi Xiu went into the warehouse and picked out a golden anklet with a dragon and a phoenix.
He glanced at the light, made two gestures, felt that it should be about the same, and locked the door of the warehouse with satisfaction.
"What do you do when you come in and go out?" Nezha patted him on the shoulder and looked at him from behind, raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you say that Taotie moved the mountains away for you? I think your family is quite strong. Thick."
Pi Xiu sneered: "Do you think Pixiu is just talking about gathering money? After so many years, why do you still have two sons on hand?"
He wrapped the golden bracelet in a handkerchief and put it in his pocket, glanced at Pi Jubao, who was obediently sweeping the floor in the shade of the tree, and couldn't help but say, "Ren Jiao is busy in the kitchen, look at him, don't let him keep sweeping."
"I'm still talking about you." Nezha hugged his arms and sighed: "I don't know why you are so lucky, even if your wife is beautiful, your son is obedient."
Pi Xiu looked at him: "Have you seen Pi Shaodi's homework? You said he was obedient?"
"Look, I'm his teacher and can't watch his homework?" Nezha laughed, "He's not the worst, there is a golden crow in the class, he handed me a stack of black charcoal that day and said yes When I was writing my homework, I was too excited and didn’t pay attention, and burned the homework into charcoal.”
"Even if their parents came, they wouldn't dare to say such nonsense in front of me. These little brats are bolder than each other."
Although it was a complaint, the smile on Nezha's face deepened.
Pi Xiu looked at it coldly: "I really like children, why don't you raise one yourself."
"Forget it." Nezha waved his hand: "What if I want to come out like me? I'm mad at myself?"
Huntianling quietly wrapped around his arm and patted his face lightly, as if telling him not to belittle himself like this.
Pixiu: "Yue Lao's side holds a blind date show every week. I can go and sign up for you. When you stand on it, the lights will not go out."
"That may be the case. When people see my family relationship, maybe all the lights are out." Nezha sneered: "After all these years, I am still alone."
Pixiu can understand the happiness of a person owning a whole fish pond, but now he also understands the satisfaction of his wife's cold bed, a single person can't experience this kind of happiness.
He patted Nezha on the shoulder and casually reported the number of groups: "Go buy a lottery ticket and buy two fish from your lotus root pond to accompany you."
Nezha looked at him coldly: "Then I really thank you, you should first think about what you will be performing at the party on Friday."
Pixiu was suddenly reminded, his body froze, and he asked, "Then what are you going to perform?"
Nezha rolled his eyes and slowly spit out two words, keeping it secret.
The surnamed Pi's face sank, and he returned the word "secrecy" in return. He turned around and walked out of the backyard to start calling Yang Jian, preparing to probe the tone of Zhenjun Erlang and see what he was about to perform.
But Ruan is still the surname Yang Ruan. In order to wholeheartedly canvass for his own dog, he prepared a eloquent poem recitation to praise the most adorable, obedient and loyal roaring dog in his heart.
The listeners were so sad and shed tears that they were not Chinese if they did not vote.
But when Pi Xiu asked Yang Jian what show he had asked the Roaring Dog to prepare, the True Monarch began to remain silent.
Yang Jian said to him, "I remember there are five monkeys in your family."
Pixiu: …
Any family with animalization is now Yang Jian's enemy, and he will never leak any news.
Pi Xiu hung up the phone, and opened the voting window to take a look, and found that apart from Nezha Yang Jian, who had more votes, the rest was the fourth Jairt. He turned around and walked out of the store directly, standing in front of the non-recyclable trash can.
Now is not the time to collect garbage, the volunteers are not there, it is convenient for Pixiu to connect with the one-handed crab.
Boss Pi reached out and knocked on the lid of the trash can, three short and one long, waiting for the crab to open the door.
"Who is it?" A voice came from the trash can.
Pi Xiu said lightly, "Me."
There was silence in the trash for a while, and asked, "Who are you?"
The atmosphere was gone, Pixiu pulled open the lid of the trash can, and said with a dark face, "Your grandfather is here."
When the one-handed crab saw it was him, he immediately shook Suosuo and began to explain: "Patriarch Pi, I have followed your instructions during this period of time, without revealing any of your privacy, even the last time King Li came, I also It's just that your parking is illegal!"
Pixiu lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth: "I know what you said. It's not because of this matter that you came here today. How long will it take for Fat Yi to come?"
Crab paused: "It will be there in twenty or thirty minutes."
"Two questions from his mouth. First, will Jie Ji go to the Friday party. Second, what program is Jie Ji preparing for?" Pixiu let out a smoke ring: "You ask, I'll listen here, don't give it to me. I'm playing tricks."
Crab nodding: "But what if I can't figure it out?"
"Can't get it out?" Pixiu smiled: "If it can't be fitted, you don't want another pliers."
In order to keep his last pincer, Brother Crab played a hundred cautions to face the fat legacy, and gave 100% enthusiasm to this boss.
"It's very early for you to come today. Is it hard to drive on the road? Are you tired or thirsty?"
Fat Yi looked puzzled: "What happened to you today?"
Finally got insane after being smoked in the trash
"What are you talking about? Didn't I see you happy?" Crab laughed twice, turning from joy to sorrow: "Boss fat, when did I stay in the trash can for so many days? , I lost one of the pliers, and I was beaten in the face with non-recyclable garbage every day, I couldn’t stand it anymore.”
Feiyi was silent for a while, and comforted: "Don't worry, the company's welfare is good, and the money for the prosthesis will be reimbursed to you."
The crab touched his tears and sighed: "Then when can I be transferred away?"
"The big boss will come over in two days. He has something to ask you, and you can change posts after asking." Fat Yi said in a low voice.
Crab's heart moved, his eyes glanced at the place where the eyelid Xiu hid his figure, and he deliberately asked in surprise, "The big boss is here? Why did he come here, Lord Jaiji? Is it also because of that Friday party?"
Fat Yi nodded: "My lord, to receive the award for the most handsome male immortal, of course, you must be present in person before you can bathe in merit."
Crab hurriedly agreed: "I'm confused. But I heard that the top ten who participated in the voting have to perform a show to canvass votes. I don't know what show the adults have prepared this time."
"Of course it's a show that stuns the audience." Feiyi raised his head proudly: "Just look at the appearance and figure of Lord Jaizhen, you don't need to perform any show, just one stop there is enough."
Crab: "Of course, but I'm still a little curious. After all, I won't be able to go to the scene and can only stay here..."
Seeing that he was pitiful, Feiyi looked left and right, lowered his voice and said, "Lord Jaizhen will then..."
Crab's expression stiffened, and a pair of black peas stared at Feiyi, trying to see the slightest hint of joking on his face.
But it didn't.
Fat Yi looked serious, reached out and patted the crab shell to let him concentrate on monitoring, good days are ahead.
When Feiyi got in the car and disappeared on the other side of the road, Pixiu showed his figure and asked, "What, what show will Jairt perform at that time."
The crab looked at him and then at the sky, and said with an expression of disbelief, "Fat Yi said, Lord Jaiji is going to perform empty mouth swallowing a sword."
Pixiu: …
He admitted that he thought a lot about the performances that Jairus would perform, but he never imagined that the careful eye, which is often engraved on the hilt of the sword, still hadn't forgotten his old skills.
Swallow the sword! You are cruel.
But when it comes to performing acrobatics, Pixiu is not afraid!
Who didn't mess around? Who hasn't been hurt in the world? Who hasn't hit a wall in this world? Who is not yet a craftsman
Wen Xi saw Pi Xiu angrily rushing into the store, looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing?" Pixiu kept walking past him, opened the kitchen door and shouted, "Ren Jiao, Qiu Fu, where did I keep you?"
Wen Xi looked puzzled, looked at Hou Er and asked, "What did he just say?"
Hou Er didn't hear it clearly, but because Wen Xi turned his head and saw the red mark on his neck, he couldn't help hissing, thinking that the boss's mouth was so big that he sucked the boss's neck like a cupping can, red and red. purple.