The family happily continued to eat, and brought two plates of dumplings to the east wing, which was not good for the guests to go hungry.

The two hundred or so dumplings are not enough, so I have to leave a plate for Song Zhao and his father, and I also sent two large plates to the captain's family before, and there is not much left, and it will be enough for everyone.

No one expected Li Aijuan to wake up so soon, and her appetite was so good when she woke up.

Song Miao went to warm up the leftovers from noon, and it was enough to eat.

Song Zhao was talking about Song Ci asking the dog to pull a cart to help transport the bean straw during the day, and the old Song family was shocked when they heard it, and they couldn't stop asking if it was true or false.

"Then can there be a fake? Our dogs can be obedient. Song Zhuangzhuang's mother falsely said that dogs can bite, and he also smashed the dog with a stone, which ended up hitting herself.

Song Ci said that if anyone is uneasy and wants to slander our dog, he will be unlucky. As soon as the words fell, Tian Zhuangzhuang fell and gnawed on the mud, the world reported, haha!"

Half-grown teenagers like this kind of relieving plot, and when it comes to it, there is nothing more refreshing than this!

The old Song family also followed suit.

Song Chunqing also took a wine cup to drink with his father and eldest brother when he came back, and frowned after the joy was over:

"I said that there are always people muttering behind my back today, and they always point out to me, and I dare to love because of this.

Those long tongues in the village are not good to hear, this matter is not good for them to spread outside, so that Song Ci will definitely not be happy when he hears it. ”

Li Shengnan's eyes were slightly cold, and the corners of his mouth were still with a shallow smile, and he said slowly:

"If you love to speak, let them speak.

Song Zhao, you pay attention these days, whoever says something at what time, come back and write it down in a notebook, don't want to ask my daughter for help in the future. ”

Mrs. Song is the same enemy:

"Yes, what you plant will bear fruit, they don't want to ask our family in the future, don't help!"

Song Chunqing is not blindly a good man and a thin mud, he will finish when he mentions it, and he has no objection to the tough style of the family.

It's not that he doesn't have no opinions in his heart, and he thinks those people are stupid and brainless.

Since you know that his little niece is powerful, you still dare to spread rumors behind your back and chew the root of your tongue? Are you really afraid to give them a powerful one? Tsk, what do you think about every day?

Song Zhao's eyes lit up, and he nodded excitedly and said Okay, he will definitely write it down word for word, so that they will regret it.

While he was talking, there were a lot of people hula outside.

Tian Zhuangzhuang's mother slammed the door open, and shouted in a weird voice:

"Yo, where are you eating dumplings?

You're happy, I can't eat this meal! Your Song porcelain knocked out my front tooth and broke my leg, you have to lose money!"

Tian Zhuangzhuang's mother limped in, raised her head and opened her mouth wide at the electric light in the center of the ceiling, telling them to see clearly the black hole in front of their mouths.

Song Zhao snorted.

This woman not only spoke leaky, but her face was swollen like a pig's head, and she came in with a demonic wind, thinking that Zhu Bajie had run out of Gao Laozhuang.

"Little rabbit, what are you laughing at, dare to laugh at the old lady, who gave you the guts!"

Tian Zhuangzhuang's mother was already angry and aggrieved, and her body hurt everywhere, so she suddenly became angry, and raised her slap to slap him.

Song Chunsheng grabbed her wrist through his sleeve, and gently threw it to the side, Tian Zhuangzhuang's mother turned her head out unsteadily, and just fell in front of her husband.

Tian Zhuangzhuang's mother was so frightened that she trembled all over, and quickly stood up straight.

Tian Zhuangzhuang and his father Tian Fugui slapped her away, jumped with a face full of meat, and said with a sneer:

"Dare to beat people? Sure enough, what kind of descendants there are, what kind of Lao Tzu is, and they are not good birds! What about Song Ci? Tell her to come out!

You can't just forget this matter today, either ask Lao Tzu to beat her up as she is, or you will lose money, a hundred yuan!"