Those days when I was bullied by firefighter Lao Gong

In the evening, I ate at the porridge shop in Chinatown again. I obviously had nothing to do and could eat something not very greasy, but Dick refused to let me go, and he just drove me here.

"Dick, eat it in the morning and eat it in the evening. I'm getting tired of it."

"Daughter-in-law, bear with me, you can't eat anything else with your stomach."

"I do not want to eat."

"No."

"Dick, my dear Dick."

"No."

"Dick Hunter!"

"no."

No matter what I do, Dick will not agree, and will force me to finish the bowl of porridge.

"Ah, I'm going to throw up. Dick, if I'm strangled to death, you're the one who forced me to. I'll never let you go." I leaned on the chair and said helplessly.

"It's okay, I'll take you for a drive later, and you can digest it after a walk." Dick said. "I just took a look. Apart from preserved egg and lean pork porridge, this store also has other types. If you get tired of this, I'll buy you other flavors tomorrow."

"Dick, please let me go... I really don't want to drink porridge anymore." I lay down on the table.

"No, you have to drink porridge for a week."

"What? A week? I'm going to go to heaven after drinking for two days. Why don't you just kill me?"

I grabbed Dick's hand and cried out.

Once in high school, I also had acute gastroenteritis, and the old man cooked porridge for me for a week.

"Congee is good for your stomach," said Dick, taking my hand.

"Dick, tell me, is all this my father's idea?" I suddenly realized something.

"Ah."

Sure enough, I knew it.Damn old man, I'm even married and still don't let me go.

"Did my grandfather tell you the word 'daughter-in-law'?" I continued to ask with a smile.

"Daughter-in-law, how do you know? Tell grandpa to me that in your hometown, daughter-in-law means wife. At first I couldn't accept it, because you are a man, so you should be my husband. But grandpa later explained to me , whoever is above is the husband, and whoever is below is the daughter-in-law."

"and then?"

It is absolutely impossible for the dead old man to just say that.

"No, no more." Dick faltered.

"Really?" I took out my hand and patted the back of Dick's hand. "Dick, really?"

"Really, really!"

"Well then, I believe you."

No wonder!I'll ask myself later!The old man must have ordered him not to tell me.

While Dick was going to pay the bill, I took out my mobile phone and called the old man.

"What are you doing?" The old man said impatiently as soon as he got through.

"I didn't do anything, I just wanted to 'greeting' to my grandpa." I said angrily.

"Stinky boy, let the fart go!"

"Damn old man, are you speaking ill of me to Dick behind my back?"

"Speaking ill of you still needs to be behind your back?"

"Old man, am I your biological grandson?"

"No, I sent it by recharging the phone bill. Brat, what's the matter?"

"What did you tell Dick? How could he call me wife?"

"Isn't it normal to call you a daughter-in-law? Are you Gong?"

What the fuck? ? ?

"How do you know this? Also, how do I look like Gong?" I retorted.

"Then tell me, how do you look like an attack? Besides, your grandpa knows how to surf the Internet." The old man said with disgust.

What?The old man can surf the Internet?

"When did it happen? Why didn't I know?"

"Brat, it's not big or small. Do I have to tell you what I do?"

"Yes yes yes, great! Then why did you tell Dick to hide money?"

"You prodigal son, spend money lavishly, don't let Dick kid hide some private money, and you two will drink northwest wind in the future? Are men still called men without some private money?"

"Fart! Where did I spend my money lavishly? Also, I'm a man, so I don't hide my private money! Damn old man, don't teach Dick all your crooked ways!"

"Fart! What crooked theory? This is my life experience! What do you know, you little brat? It's long-winded."

"A little bit."

"You brat—is your stomach better? I have told Dick to take you to drink porridge every day. You kid, you have a bad stomach since you were a child."

"It's much better. Dick buys me porridge every morning, and eats porridge with me in the evening."

"That's good. Take good care of Dick, don't bully him, hang up."

"Damn old man, where am I—"

The busy tone of "beep" came from the mobile phone, and the old man had already hung up.

I was surprised that the old man learned how to use the Internet.I remember that he always disliked these high-tech products.

Dick came back after paying the money, and asked me with a depressed face:

"Daughter-in-law, is there something on my face?"

"No. What's the matter?"

"Why did the cashier keep winking at me? It made me think there was something on my face."

Pfft, is Dick really that simple?

"My young lady has taken a fancy to you, and she's giving you a sneak peek." I jokingly said. "People are still watching you."

"Then let's go quickly." Dick trembled all over, took my hand and walked outside, passing the cash register without even looking at the cashier girl.

The hot cashier girl didn't seem to expect Dick to be like this, and her face was dazed for a moment.

"I'm really sorry, my man's temper is a bit impatient." I said with a smile.

vomit!What a shameless bitch, seducing my Dick so blatantly.

On the way, I told Dick about the school sports meeting, and he agreed without thinking about it.

"Hey, you agreed so soon?" I was surprised.

Director, this script is wrong!Shouldn't I beg Dick by crying, making trouble and hanging myself, or that he would only agree if he sacrificed his luster at night?

"I happened to be off that day," said Dick. "Even if something happens, I will try my best to make time for it."

"It's okay, it's okay, if you really have something to do, forget it, after all, your work is important."

I don't even want to participate in that ghost fun project, and it's better that I get canceled because I don't qualify.

"Daughter-in-law, your business is also important." Dick said with a serious face.

"Got it, got it." I couldn't help pinching Dick's fluffy face.

When I got home, Dick took off his boxer pants again, and walked around the house, making me blush.

If I didn't know Dick's character, I would really doubt whether he did it on purpose!

But after thinking about it, the man with such a good figure is my husband, and I feel refreshed and refreshed.

While I was staring at Dick intently, he walked up to me and asked curiously:

"Daughter-in-law, what are you looking at so fascinated?"

"Look at you." I blurted out directly.

Wait, I, what the hell am I talking about?How could I say such a shameful thing? !

"Ah—no, it's nothing." I hurriedly changed my words and looked away from him.

"Oh. By the way, daughter-in-law, have you seen the clothes I have to change? I remember that I have been piled up here on the sofa."

"I washed it for you and put it in the closet." I said.

"Really? I also want to say that we will go to wash together after piled up for a few days." Dick said shyly, rubbing his head.

"real."

"Daughter-in-law, you are so kind!" Dick kissed me hard on the face, and then trotted to the room.

I wondered more and more whether that playwright was out of her mind and that's why she didn't like Dick.

At one o'clock in the morning, I was awakened by the sound of Dick getting up and getting dressed.

"Dick, what is this?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.

"A bar in the city center is on fire." Dikla zipped up his fire suit, kissed me on the forehead and left quickly.

When the door slammed, I tried to go back to sleep, but after tossing and turning a few times I gave up.

At this moment, I didn't feel sleepy at all, and my heart was flustered all the time, and my whole body was terrified.

I'm worried about Dick, I'm worried about his safety.

Turning on the light in the living room, I sat on the sofa and checked my phone, keeping an eye on the latest news.Every time there is new news, I close my eyes and dare not look at it.I felt a little relieved when I found out that no one was injured.

Repeatedly, a new wave of drowsiness hit me, and I still fell asleep lying on the sofa unbearably.But as long as there is a slight disturbance, I will immediately wake up and look towards the entrance.

At a quarter past three in the morning, Dick finally came back, his face and body covered in smoke marks.

I jumped up from the sofa without saying a word, threw myself into Dick's arms, and hugged him tightly.

Great, he's all right, he's all right!

"Daughter-in-law, why haven't you slept yet? I'm dirty, let go." Dick was at a loss.

"Not loose, not loose, not loose!" I choked up.

Dick didn't speak, and I held him so tightly for a while before letting go.

It turned out that this is the feeling of worry and fear.

"Drink some water first." I handed him the water I had already poured.

"Okay, daughter-in-law, go to bed first, I'll just sleep on the sofa later." Dick said.

"What sofa to sleep on? Go to bed." I picked up a wet towel and wiped his face clean.

"But I'm dirty."

"Then go take a shower first."

"I, I'm not used to taking a shower at night."

"That's better, just go to sleep."

"But the daughter-in-law—"

"Worry." I took the empty glass, helped him take off his clothes, and then dragged him into the room to sleep.

"Don't talk, sleep!"

I turned off the light and lay down beside Dick.However, Dick kept avoiding me carefully, trying not to touch me.But how do I give him this chance?

I hugged him directly, resting his head on his arms, and said softly:

"Thank you, my hero."

I don't know why, but after holding Dick for a long time, sleepiness surged up all of a sudden, and I fell asleep after a while.

Just in a daze, I felt a light touch on my forehead, and I whispered "good night" to Dick.

Well, good night-