You have Bai Yueguang, why are you in such a hurry when I choose a male model?

Several people sat at the dining table, and the maids brought the food one by one.

Smelling the fragrance in the air, Song Baiqian's stomach couldn't help but growl.

He immediately raised his hand to cover his stomach, looked at everyone with a smile and said, "I'm hungry."

Song Chenyu glanced at him and said, "Eat."

After getting permission, Song Baiqian immediately picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Because of his hand problems, Song Buci couldn't use chopsticks and had to use a fork instead.

She ate slowly. She had finished the food in her mouth, but her hand had not yet reached for the second piece. Also, because her hand had no strength, the hand holding the fork was not very steady.

Song Buci made some noise from time to time, and whenever there was a noise, everyone's eyes were focused on her.

"Haha..." Song Buci explained with an awkward smile, "My hand slipped, my hand slipped."

No one said anything, but their eyes showed heartache.

The housekeeper was watching from the side and did the same.

Everyone was full, but Song Buci had only eaten half of his meal.

They put down their chopsticks and sat there chatting about some political and economic issues.

Song Buci ate while listening, occasionally interjecting a few words.

Song Buci took an hour and a half to finish this meal, which was quite a long time.

After dinner, Song Buci lay down in her private room. Her cell phone kept ringing while she was eating.

When he opened it, he found that they were all messages from Fu Nanfeng. He and his brother did a thorough cleaning of the house.

They could obviously ask a part-time worker to come and disturb them, but these two brothers insisted on doing it themselves.

Maybe it's because I feel the joy of working.

Fu Nanfeng also shared many interesting things and told her that the succulents on the balcony died.

Someone has been taking care of it, but I don't understand why it is withering away little by little.

Song Buci looked at the succulents in the picture. The soil was very wet. It seemed that the water from yesterday had not dried up yet.

Fu Nanfeng also complained to Song Buci about the cactus his brother raised. This kind of plant can obviously survive in the desert, but it died in less than three months in his brother's hands.

These two brothers, one grows succulents and the other grows cacti.

As a result, they all died.

Song Buci couldn't help laughing. This kind of plant doesn't need too much water, especially the cactus, which can go without water for half a month, or even a month.

Just water the soil until it is wet and soaked. It is very easy to grow.

Fu Nanfeng took two more pictures and showed them to Song Buci, which were pictures of a cup falling to the ground.

After sending it, he sent another message saying that everything was fine.

After sending it, Fu Nanfeng explained to Song Buci why the two cups were broken.

Fu Xipei didn't notice it while cleaning, and knocked the cup over when he turned around.

The couple cups he bought were gone just like that.

After reading the message sent by Fu Nanfeng, Song Buci pressed the receiver and said, "How could you two brothers have done so many things in just two hours?"

"Cacti and succulents are easy to grow. You gave them too much water, so they drowned."

"I hope those fragments didn't hurt anyone. They're all safe."

"Why don't you hire a part-time cleaner to come and clean the place? It's tiring to do it yourself."

Fu Nanfeng was busy cooking for his younger brother in the kitchen when he felt the vibration in his pocket. He was delighted and immediately took it out and opened it to have a look.

It was indeed a message from Song Buci. Hearing her voice, Fu Nanfeng's cooking became faster.

Fu Xipei also heard Song Buci's voice outside. He came to the kitchen door with his mobile phone and saw his brother's happy face with a smile on his face.

The vicious and cold look he had before was completely gone. If his brother had a tail, it would be broken by shaking it now.

"A message from Sister Song?" Fu Xipei asked with a smile.

"Yes." Fu Nanfeng nodded, raised his hand and pointed at the fried pineapple duck on the side and said, "Bring it out."

"And wash the dishes."

"Okay." Fu Xipei nodded. He put away his phone, brought out the pineapple duck, and took the dishes to wash.

After doing all this, he sat at the dinner table and continued to look at his phone.

Fu Nanfeng covered the pot, then leaned aside and typed a reply.

The smile on his face never stopped.

The stewed pork ribs and corn are ready, the stir-fried pork with green peppers is ready, and the stir-fried beef is ready. It’s a simple meal with just a few dishes.

"Brother, Dad just sent us a message asking if we are going back home to celebrate the New Year today." Fu Xipei handed over the chopsticks and spoke.

"No reply." Fu Nanfeng took it and said.

"I don't know either." Fu Xipei nodded. There was no point in going back to watch his father and mother show their affection.

He doesn't want to eat that dog food anymore.

"Aren't you afraid that Philna will pester you if you don't go back?" Fu Nanfeng asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Fu Xipei smiled awkwardly and said, "I just ignore her." The woman had just messaged him again, asking him to watch the fireworks on New Year's Eve.

But who is Fu Xipei? How could he agree to it? So Fu Xipei refused.

But the woman seemed not to notice his rejection, and continued to send him messages and even threatened him later.

This made Fu Xipei angry again, and he finally agreed in a rage.

Because this woman has no moral principles, if Fu Xipei does not agree, this woman will order a bouquet of flowers to be sent to the company every day to let everyone in the company know that he is being pursued.

After the two finished their meal, Fu Xipei cleaned up the dishes, while Fu Nanfeng sat on the balcony looking at the few succulents that were not completely dead.

He opened his phone and started looking for ways to remedy the situation. He must successfully save this succulent plant!

After some operations, Fu Nanfeng looked at the succulents planted in the new pots and nodded with satisfaction.

If he changed the soil to dry soil and just watered a little on the sides, it should be able to survive.

He looked at the cactus raised by his brother. There was one that was placed in the corner. Every time his brother watered it, he never watered it, which allowed it to survive.

"It's amazing that it can live so well even if it's raised so casually." Fu Nanfeng took it and looked at it carefully. He found that it had become much bigger and the thorns on it were also very long and sharp.

Fu Nanfeng left the balcony only after he had packed up, and his brother went to sleep in the guest room after lunch.

Because he couldn't meet Song Buci, Fu Nanfeng would video call Song Buci after eight o'clock every night.

Every time they video chat, they can chat for more than two hours, and sometimes it can last an entire night.

That was when Song Buci accidentally fell asleep and forgot to hang up the video. Fu Nanfeng couldn't hang up while looking at Song Buci's sleeping face.

This lasted until the next morning.

On New Year's Eve, Song Buci put on some simple makeup. She applied lipstick, put on a black hat, a dark red coat, and black gloves. She also wore a pair of black boots, looking particularly beautiful.

When she went downstairs with her bag, Song Huaishu, who was playing chess with Song Chenyu, saw her and asked, "Are you planning to go out and play?"