Transdimensional Marketing

Chapter 50 Daily life (recommendation ticket requested)

Squeak.

Opening the anti-theft door, Chen Yu walked into the house. Seeing Mother Chen cooking in the kitchen, he immediately showed a smirk, stood behind her with his schoolbag on his shoulders, and said, Mom, where are you cooking?

Well, cooking.

How many scapegoats are there in our family? Chen Yu asked.

Mother Chen looked back at Chen Yu suspiciously: What are you doing?

I'm just curious, just ask.

There is also a frying pan and steamer, what do you want?

Besides, we don't have a spare pot at home?

No more. What the hell are you going to say?

It's nothing. Chen Yu whistled, opened the zipper of his schoolbag, took out five monthly exam papers from inside, and waved triumphantly: Your son's exam results are out.

Oh. What's the last one? Mother Chen turned her head and continued to cook.

Positive number! Chen Yu stretched out two fingers: No. 2 in the class!

Chen's mother froze when she was cooking, and turned around in doubt: Positive number? Second in the class?

That's right. Chen Yu flicked his bangs: My lord, please fulfill your promise and eat this pot.

You copied first in the class?

What did you copy? I am my own exam room! It all depends on my true strength! Chen Yu took out his mobile phone: If you don't believe me, you can call our class teacher and principal.

Hearing this, Chen's mother was dubious: Really? Did you really get the second place in the class? You?

You underestimate me, your son. Chen Yu looked arrogant, pointing to the iron pot: Mom, eat it! You can take a bite, and you have to bet. You have heard the story of Zengzi killing pigs...

Mother Chen picked up the rolling pin on the kitchen counter...

...

Three minutes later, Chen Yu covered his pinched ears, and walked into the living room with steps that no relatives recognized.

Although he was beaten, he was also very happy.

Sitting down on the sofa, Chen Yu waved his big hand arrogantly: Boss, pour me a glass of water.

Chen Yike glanced at Chen Yu, pursed her lips, and continued to memorize words in her English book.

Second, go pour it for me.

... Chen Erke was not even interested in taking a look, and all his attention was focused on the drawing board.

Third, can you get me a glass of water? I dote on you the most.

Oh! Chen Sanke nodded awkwardly, picked up the water cup on the coffee table, and walked away with clumsy steps.

Hehehe.

Chen Yu smiled contentedly, picked up five papers, and slapped them on the coffee table with a bang: Oh, the results are out.

Chen Yike was still reciting words.

Chen Erke is still painting.

Good grades! Chen Yu raised his voice.

Chen Yike recited words in another direction.

Chen Erke is still painting.

I got the second place in the class! Awesome!

Chen Yike subconsciously picked her foot, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed, and continued to recite words.

Chen Erke is still painting.

... After a moment of silence, Chen Yu became angry: Can't you pay attention to me?!

Chen Yike was still reciting words.

Chen Erke is still painting.

Chen Yu: ...

Brother! Water!

At this time, Chen Sanke came over with a bottle of water and handed the glass to Chen Yu.

Chen Yu took the water glass with his left hand, and took a test paper with his right hand to show to Chen Sanke: Third brother, look at your brother's score! Are you good?

Chen Sanke opened his eyes wide in surprise: Wow! Awesome!

Is it awesome?

Wow! Awesome!

Hahaha. Chen Yu, who was admired by his younger sister, was instantly satisfied. He took a big sip of water with a smile, and touched Chen Sanke's head: The third child is the best.

En! Chen Sanke nodded heavily, and then asked, But what's the score?

...cough cough cough cough...

Cough cough cough!

Chen Yu, who choked on the water, coughed painfully.

You...cough cough...you go to kindergarten, don't you have any grades?

No.

Then how are you ranked in the exam?

Let's see who has more little red flowers. Chen Sanke looked at the test paper carefully, scratching his head: Are the scores the same as little red flowers?

... Forget it, go get busy, I don't want to talk to you anymore.

Sighing, Chen Yu swallowed the water in the glass in one gulp, put the glass on the coffee table, shook off the water droplets on his hand, and frowned: How did you get the water, third child? The outside of the glass is full of water.

I picked it up in the toilet.

Chen Yu: ?!!

Chen Yike raised her head sharply.

Chen Erke turned her head abruptly.

It's all on my hands. Chen Sanke raised his wet little hand.

...

After a long silence, Chen Yu rushed to the bathroom and retched frantically.

vomit!

Ugh!

Ahem... vomit...

Chen Yike put down his English book and looked at Chen Sanke in shock: You...why do you go to the toilet to fetch water?

The faucet is out of reach! Chen Sanke pinched his waist confidently.

Then... the water you drink yourself is also the water in the toilet?!

Nonsense! Chen Sanke pouted: I'm so thirsty that I wouldn't drink the water in it, it's too dirty.

Chen Yike: ...

Chen Erke: ...

Ouch! The retching sound in the bathroom became more intense.

vomit……

...

An hour later, dinner began.

Chen Sanke pushed open the bedroom door and shouted to Chen Yu who was lying on the bed, not knowing whether he was alive or dead: Brother! It's time to eat!

...you go. Chen Yu stretched out a straight index finger: I don't want to see you.

It's time to eat.

I won't eat. You go.

Sorry, I was wrong. Not next time.

What the hell is there next time? Chen Yu suddenly sat up: Get out for me! Don't eat!

I... I didn't mean it either.

Chen Sanke lowered his head and played with his fingers aggrieved.

Isn't it intentional? You said the water in the toilet... vomit! Dirty! vomit...

So I don't drink.

Ugh! You go...

Brother has eaten. Chen Sanke stepped forward, grabbed Chen Yu's ankle with both hands, and tugged hard.

Don't! Don't touch me...

thump.

Before he finished speaking, Chen Yu was dragged to the ground.

Chen Yu: ...

Dinner brother.

Let go of me! I won't eat!

Chen Yu didn't dare to kick hard for fear of hurting Chen Sanke, so he could only grab the foot of the bed and wanted to climb onto the bed, but Chen Sanke pushed hard again and dragged him another meter away.

Day! Let me go!

time to eat!

Don't...don't delay! Are you genetically mutated? Why are you working so hard...

Mom told me to find you for dinner. You can't eat.

Let go! Let go...

...

Two minutes later, Chen Yu sat at the dining table with messy clothes.

In front of him was a pair of new dishes and a pair of disposable chopsticks.

Why do you use disposable chopsticks for me?

Mother Chen glanced at Chen Yu: There are not enough chopsticks.

Chen Erke raised her hand: No! Mom said you are too dirty.

boom!

Chen's mother suddenly gave Chen Erke a chopstick: You are the only one who talks too much!

I won't eat! Chen Yu stood up angrily.

Sit down and eat well! Chen's mother stared, Isn't it just that I drank... the water there? It's not dirty. The waiters at the Japanese Hotel still like to drink it... Puff haha.

Mother Chen finally couldn't help laughing.

Chen Yike: Hahahaha.

Chen Erke: Haha!

Father Chen: Hey hey...

Chen Sanke: Ha.