What else can Song Chun'an say? Then praise the girl for her hygiene!

"Xilai Mom, what are you doing here? I want to beg my niece for help, and I don't need to make such a big ceremony, get up quickly. ”

Song Chunguang didn't expect Xilai's mother, who took the lead in finding fault, to be planted, and hurriedly squeezed her out of anger.

She squeezed away Wang Fugui's old lady, who was secretly stirring up trouble, and stepped over Xilai's mother, who wiped her face and then kept retching, and came to greet her brother and niece.

"Why don't you take a break after eating? You are all used to taking a nap, and it will be uncomfortable if you don't sleep coldly. ”

Song Ci was very satisfied with her aunt's cooking skills, and her smile became even sweeter.

"Auntie, I'm tired of eating, my father took me out to eat, and I went back to sleep. What's going on, why are they all gathered here? Is there gold to pick up?"

Song Chunguang was so troubled by these people that he said angrily:

"How can you pick up gold, come and pick up pig dung?"

Song Ci said seriously:

"There may be viruses and parasites in the excrement of sick pigs, and it is possible to contaminate crops and even other livestock if they are used for fertilizer.

It's dangerous, it's not advisable, and it's better not to do it. ”

Song Chunguang's bad mood was also cured by her fairy tales, and she agreed with a smile:

"I look at it closely, all the things that should be buried have been dug and buried deeply, and I won't let those things that lose their conscience in the eyes of money mess around. ”

Wang Fugui's old lady pursed her lips, suspecting that she was connotating herself.

I wanted to point to Sang and scold Huaidi and reply a few words, but when I looked at Xilai's mother who was scolding and retching on the ground until her fat was trembling, she was inexplicably cowardly again.

Wouldn't there be a plague god here? Don't provoke bad luck, it's bad enough!

Xilai's mother planted a heel, and the effect of killing chickens and monkeys was extremely outstanding. The one who picks the head will not make a fuss, and the others who follow the trend will also stop.

Ma Qianqian only then got a chance to speak:

"Don't worry, big guys, listen to me first, okay? My pig is also sick, and I am as anxious as the big guy, and I want to cure the pig with my head, and I don't want to lose money.

But no matter how urgent you are, you can't mess around!

Acupuncture is not bloodletting, it is a medical skill, and you have to learn it seriously from the teacher!

My family gives acupuncture to pigs for the purpose of curing diseases, and if you bleed pigs, that is killing pigs! Seven-year-old children understand this principle, why are you so reckless?

Forget it, my own pig was tossed so much that I couldn't bear it, I didn't find the reason from myself, and I came to my house to make trouble, what kind of truth is this?

My family forced you to bleed the pigs, didn't you?!"

So you came to my house to lose money, can you find it?

Ma Qianjian's words have been held back for a long time, but he has been pushed and shouted by those loud mothers-in-law and not to speak, this time he finally vomited quickly!

Xilai's father turned his head and glared angrily at Wang Fugui's mother:

"Didn't you say that Ma Qianqian's pigs were cured by bloodletting the pigs?"

Wang Fugui's wife was forced to ask by the man like a black tower, and the whole person was even more embarrassed, and she looked pitiful.

"I didn't say that. I mean, I saw the little girl prick the pig with a needle, and then a puff of blood burst out when she pulled it out, and then the pig eased up.

If you don't believe me, ask them, which word I said is nonsense? The captain of the brigade and the technician from the township were also present at that time, and they can all testify to me!"

The more Wang Fugui said, the more confident she became, and her waist was straight up for three points!

"Come on, little girl, you hurry up and prick the pig again, and tell them to see if I'm lying! ”

Wang Fugui's old lady pouted and came to drag Song Ci, but was blocked by Song Chunguang stepping forward.

When her niece is a monkey!

Song Chunguang was angry in his heart, but he couldn't say that.

She couldn't squeeze out a smile, raised her chin and said:

"My niece hasn't graduated yet, and the skills she learns are the secrets of her teacher's faction, and they can't be passed on to outsiders.

Let's all disperse quickly, what should we do, we should be busy here. ”

Song Ci also felt that this oolong was a bit ridiculous.

Acupuncture becomes bloodletting? I don't know what they all think.

It's still my aunt who is right, the teacher is unlearned, and you can't just follow suit.

It's all gone.