Song Pandi's hot face was pasted on the cold one, and he was almost slapped in the face by a flat shoulder, angry and aggrieved, and turned his head and ran away.

These guys are just stones in a pit, smelly and hard, and they don't distinguish between good and bad, and they bite whoever they want like mad dogs!

Kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and he deserves to be sinned, and he doesn't know how to be a man at all!

Song Pandi's teeth were about to be crushed, she had never suffered this kind of wretched gas in her two lives!

I ran home in one breath, scooped up half a scoop of cold water and poured it down, and finally extinguished half of the fire burning in my heart.

Call!

Brother Song Pandi let out a sigh and advised himself to be more patient, and not to worry about those old stubborn ones with a single brain.

They have been persecuted for a long time, and they don't believe that there are good people in the world, and they can understand their bad attitude towards her at first.

Isn't there still that sentence, as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle. As long as she is good enough to them, she doesn't believe in them or accepts them!

I seem to remember that there were a few capable people in the cowshed in their village, some of whom went back to other places to be leaders, and some of whom went back to teach at universities.

It doesn't matter who it is, let's talk about it first! Bet on a treasure is enough for her to live a nourishing life for the rest of her life.

Song Pandi imagined the benefits he could get in exchange for in the future, and the anger in his heart was completely extinguished.

She lifted the lid of the pot and looked at the steaming multigrain gruel and sweet potatoes inside, and her brows furrowed.

This food is not better than others, and it can't be delivered at all.

She closed the lid again and lifted the cabinet with great skill.

There are three noodles in the pocket, brown rice in the rice bowl, half a bottle of oil left, two pickled pimples in the pickle bowl, eggs and sugar are all stored by the old lady in her own house, and all subsidies are given to the fifth child in private, and there are a few grandchildren!

Song Pandi thought of the eccentric Mrs. Song, and hated it so much.

There's nothing good, so make do with it.

Song Pandi found a clean noodle bag, put three bowls of noodles in it, and filled it with some rice and oil, thinking that this gift was too thin, and packed a few raw sweet potatoes, turned his head and went out again.

The sky was bright, and the family got up one after another.

When Mrs. Song saw her come out with a pocket, she frowned and shouted to her:

"Brother Pan, what did you take?"

Song Pandi panicked, hid his pocket behind his back, and pulled out his feet to run:

"No, nothing. You're up, I'm going out for something, so I won't tell you. ”

Mrs. Song saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted:

"Stop! Jade, stop her!"

Song Yu came out of the thatched house, just walked face to face with Song Pandi, listened to the milk call him, subconsciously stopped the person, and pulled the pocket behind her.

"Brother Pan, why are you making your grandmother angry? What are you going to do, to send food to your grandmother's house?"

Song Yu knew that it was wrong as soon as he touched it, and he didn't think much about it, so he asked casually and looked at her disapprovingly:

"Did you tell your grandmother that you would be a thief if you didn't tell me, and that's not good. ”

Song Pandi was not happy to listen to him, his eyes widened, and he threw things heavily:

"Who are you scolding for being a thief? This is still not my family, what's wrong with me taking something from my own house? It's the same person in the family, and the junior is here to teach me, you haven't become the captain yet, what kind of prestige are you playing with me!"

Brother Song Pan scolded and turned around and ran away.

Song Yu lifted his pocket in a daze, looked at his cousin who had been greatly wronged, and then went to look at Mrs. Song:

"Milk, what did I say wrong?"

Mrs. Song took the pocket, looked at the rice, noodles, sweet potatoes and oil in it, and was so angry that her heart hurt.

"You're right, our family is a thief. Stealing things was grabbed by the hands and necks, and she had to be beaten upside down, this girl was really saved. Sensei took care of her and asked her mother to teach her. ”

Song Yu still felt quite embarrassed. What's all this called?

"Milk, I still have to ask her what she wants to do with her things, in case she wants to save people. My tone was not good just now, my words may be a little heavy, and my brother is also older, and the eldest girl wants to save face. ”

Mrs. Song looked at her beloved eldest grandson and said:

"You earn your own face! You are right, when you are a big brother, you have to teach your younger siblings well, but she is not taught.

Sisters in the family, we Miao are good, and Song Ci is also sensible, why are they just a few old troublesome moths recruiting younger brothers? It's just that Wang Xinfeng's teaching is not good, no one can blame it!"