Carrying ex-boyfriend to farm

Chapter 32 So Boring

"Make dinner?" Bai Chi looked at his calloused hands and said to himself, "Do I look like I can cook dinner?"

"A good man in the new century should be able to do everything! It's just making dinner, it's easy." Bai Chi felt that making dinner should be easier than farming, so he didn't have any resistance.

"Go and lie down for a while, and I'm making dinner tonight." Bai Chi walked back to the house with a sigh of relief, and came to the only wooden bed that he could lie on. "Another mobile phone, it's even more perfect."

After lying down for a while, I felt itchy somewhere in my body.Standing up and looking up, a big mosquito was sucking his blood.Bai Chi slapped him, and the mosquito's intestines flowed out.Reaching out to dispose of the corpse, he still reminded, "In the next life, don't be reincarnated as a mosquito, it will be a terrible death."

After finishing the mosquito, Bai Chi continued to lie on the bed leisurely.

After lying down for less than a minute, Bai Chi shouted, "It's so boring without a mobile phone."

After lying down for less than 2 minutes, the idiot shouted again, "It's so boring without a mobile phone."

After lying down for less than 3 minutes, Bai Chi continued to shout, "It's so boring without a mobile phone."

After lying down for 4 minutes, Bai Chi stood up suddenly like a spring was installed under his body, "It's so boring without a mobile phone, why don't you cook, it's so hot today, let it cool down when you're done."

Bai Chi did whatever came to his mind, got up and rushed to the stove.Looking at these unfamiliar kitchen utensils, the world suddenly became quiet, apparently unable to do anything about it. After being stunned for about ten minutes, Bai Chi decided, "Let's go back to the room and lie down for a while."

Bai Chi didn't know how to cook, so he went back to the room and continued to lie down.Because I was bored, I began to think about how to cook. "Cooking requires rice, and rice must be watered. So should I put the rice first or put the water first? Should the rice be washed? How much water should be put in the rice? The water must be put in according to the amount of rice. How long should it be cooked? If only I had a mobile phone, I can ask all-powerful netizens, as long as I have a mobile phone, I will definitely cook well.”

Bai Chi likes to be lively, so it's best to hang out with his little sisters, little sisters, good brothers, etc., drinking, drinking and singing. The time has passed like this, and now he is alone at home quietly, so broken.

Bai Chi sighed deeply, "How on earth can I travel back? I don't want to stay in this place where no shit is going on. I want to go home immediately."

Thinking of this, Bai Chi sighed again, "I'm sure I'll be arrested and married off my son when I go back. How could that damned woman be pregnant with my child? That night... I don't remember it at all. It was only once, how could she be pregnant?" What about it? I seriously doubt if that woman played some fairy dance for me, blackmailed me, and wanted to inherit my [-] deposit. After all, I can drink so well, how could I get drunk, I really can't figure it out. "

Bai Chi glanced out the window, "It's still bright, it's still early, why don't you sleep for a while?"

Thinking of this, Bai Chi closed his eyes.But less than a minute after closing them, they suddenly opened their eyes again.so repeatedly.

Bai Chi held his head in the end, expressing that he was very broken, "I can't sleep at all, ahhh!"

Bai Chi sat up abruptly, "Let's do some exercise to exercise."

Bai Chi walked to the yard, and ran around twice feebly, "It's still so boring, it's hopeless!"

In the end, Bai Chi squatted on the ground dejectedly, and drew circles on the ground with a stick, "Why don't you go and cook, time flies quickly while you have something to do. If I knew it was so boring, I should have told Yun Xiaoxiao Let’s go farming together, at least I have someone to talk to. Unlike now, I talk to myself alone, like I just came out of a mental hospital. Cooking, cooking, isn’t cooking, it’s super simple, it must be okay .”

(End of this chapter)