Qian Hong has confirmed by himself, the yard is electrified, but the electric gate meters have been stolen, but there is no running water, there is no toilet, fortunately there is a well in the yard, the yard is big enough to dig a toilet is not difficult, but this workload is more scary when you think about it.

Qian Hong then began a series of preparations, such as extorting all kinds of building materials from Xiao Maotou's hands, such as bricks, wooden squares, iron wires, nails, etc., it doesn't matter if they are worn, in short, they can be used; for example, they are grouped for those friends who are poisoned by red and white machines, so as to facilitate work and deployment; for example, they use Xiao Maotou and their father in advance to carry out some professional-level repairs to the house......

But the most important thing is, of course, to infiltrate with my mother!

Mom is a kind and warm-hearted person, but her personality is tough, stubborn and impatient, if Qian Hong directly brings Zhu Ying to the door for help, she will definitely be able to give it to her mother, but if you want Zhu Ying to stay, Qian Hong estimates that her mother will beat herself to death on the spot, and it is very likely that Zhu Ying will be sent to the security department.

So Qian Hong adopted the way of saving the country with a curve, and the specific method was to tell the story of a scumbag every day, trying to make his mother return to the same enemy and sympathy overflowing.

It seems that classic historical scumbags such as "Baitou Yin", "Resentment Poem" and "Farewell Book" are naturally indispensable, but what is more critical is the cases that happen around me that have a sense of substitution and can resonate, and it really took a lot of thought for this Qian Hong.

"Mom, there is a little girl in the third grade in our school whose parents are divorced, and I heard that her father found a girl outside, and then beat her mother all day long? Taking the opportunity to help his mother move the outer parts, Qian Hong said this seemingly unintentionally.

"Hey, now there are more and more of these things, when we were young in the past, how could there be a divorce! The two of them fought, and there was an awkward quarrel, and all the neighbors, elders, and street aunts came, and they sat on a kang with hula lala, and all kinds of adjustments, persuasions, and reasoning were all made to you anyway. When my mother heard this, she also took the opportunity to sigh.

"I heard the little girl say that her father grabbed her mother's head and hit the wall. ”

"What's the matter? Isn't this a brute? Is there any royal law? Her mother just suffers it obediently? Fight with him!"

"There's no trick here, women can't beat men by nature!"

"I don't believe in this evil, her father doesn't sleep, doesn't he? Sell a few bottles of wine to fill him, and when he drinks too much and turns into a dead pig, the old lady slaughters him with a knife!"

Looking at his mother, who was provoked and had a fierce look in her eyes, Qian Hong secretly swallowed a mouthful of spit, and could only shut up immediately, run away......

"Mom, today we are in Chinese class, and the teacher introduced a book called "The Catcher in the Rye", which was written by the great American writer Salinger. Qian Hong sat on a small bench in the kitchen, holding the quail's neck with both hands, and suddenly twisted in different directions, and the quail suddenly stopped moving.

"Yes, what is it about?" was on the kang in the middle room, and asked a group of aunts and aunts who were sewing external parts.

I didn't say anything specific, but the teacher said that this book is one of the important symbols of twentieth-century American literature, and we will look for it again when we grow up, and we can't understand it now. Qian Hong used scissors to cut the neck of the motionless quail, and lifted it upside down to start bleeding, in fact, the slaughter of quails does not need to bleed, but in this way, the stewed soup will not be fishy, this is the secret that Qian Hong learned in the farm in his last life.

"Now this kid is really amazing, he started to get in touch with American literature in the fifth grade, just like when we did, he learned "Gadfly", "Legless Flying General", "How Steel is Made". An aunt who was slightly older than her mother sighed.

"Can that be the same? Didn't we get along with the Soviet Union back then? Now we have changed to the United States!" said an aunt next to her.

"But after class, my classmates heard the teacher chatting, saying that this Salinger was a big hooligan, married several times in his life, and imprisoned his wife to prevent her from contacting outsiders, and then every time he went to a city, he would call the cover models with magazines and invite them to hotels with his fame. ”

Qian Hong took some fierce medicine in a timely manner, but on the kang in the middle room, the women's army was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and then blew up the temple.

"What a big hooligan, is this a cancer of capitalism?"

Qian Hong, don't look at the shabby things he wrote, be careful of bad eyes. ”

"What do you say those young girls are trying to do? ”

Of course, among the crowd, the most radical was the mother, who saw her throw the outer parts in her hand fiercely, and then shouted righteously: "This kind of person should not have a daughter-in-law, and he is still imprisoned, what has he done with him! ”

"Ahahahaha...... , Master Tian is still amazing!"

"The heroine of the women!"

"Sister, don't be like this, brother-in-law should be afraid!"

"I scared him to death. ”

"Hahaha......"

In the coaxing of a group of female generals, Qian Hong smiled secretly, lowered his head and began to pluck the quail.

Soon it was the weekend, Qian Hong's big project also began, he skipped an art class the day before, and took the opportunity to go to the housing management office to complete the formalities, so now it is justifiable to start repairing his new home, and there are some indescribable small touches in his heart.

The scourge that once made the entire shipyard tremble was dispatched, and it was Qian Hong who was at the forefront, carrying his own huge dual-card tape recorder on his shoulder, followed by Zhang Qiang and Ren Hongwei, carrying shovels and saws respectively, Ma Ji didn't want to come, but he was watching those little hairy heads playing red and white machines at Qian Hong's house at this time, and he was really lacking in skills.

Behind Zhang Qiang and them, 2-30 bad boys were carrying all kinds of tools and materials, swaggering through the street, and finally arrived at the door of the dilapidated courtyard under the discussion of people's fingers.

"Everyone has seen it, right? In the future, this will be our base camp, after cleaning up, each and every one of you can come and play, I Qian Hong did what he said. Qian Hong put down the tape recorder, jumped on a small earthen bag, and directly began the pre-war mobilization.

"Oh, oh, base, base!"

"Long live Brother Hong!"

"Great, I've been looking for a place like this for a long time!"

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