"No, this kid, why are you so polite. ”

Mrs. Song was taken aback by him, and hurriedly excused herself to get the liquor.

"The liquor is at home, and the supply and marketing cooperatives buy it, and there is still half a bottle left. ”

Mrs. Song lifted the curtain and entered the east room, still muttering in her heart:

Life in this city is good, giving gifts to Moutai, and any child has several dollars in his pocket.

Tsk, it can't be compared.

"Here comes the wine. ”

Mrs. Song quickly took out the liquor and handed it over.

"Are you going to wash your wounds with wine? Girl, you endure a little pain. ”

Wei Xiaofu nodded, her teeth biting her lips white.

Gu Mingjing was unmoved, meticulously disinfected and bandaged the wound, capped the wine bottle again, returned it with both hands, and thanked him politely.

"No thanks, it's because our family didn't entertain you well, you kid is so polite. ”

Mrs. Song is happy, the more she looks at Gu Mingjing, the rarer it becomes.

This kid is good-looking, and even a knot tied with a handkerchief looks good.

It is worthy of being a baby from the city, exquisite.

Gu Mingjing said politely:

"It's that we're not doing it well. Just now, my cousin accidentally broke one of your bowls and caused you trouble. You must keep this money, don't be too little. Otherwise, I'd be embarrassed to come again. ”

He just doesn't like to deal with people, but he should have no less upbringing.

It is only natural that things should be compensated for damage, and he still understands this truth.

And he accepted Director Yang's love and brought him all the way, so he should do his best to help people shoot the scene well.

Although he doesn't have much self-confidence, he has to do his best.

Since he wants to work and film with Song Ci, there will be no shortage of opportunities to deal with the Song family in the future.

Besides, grandpa and grandpa still live here, and it will be much more convenient to have locals to help take care of one or two.

"It's just a broken bowl, it's not worth anything. Take it back, and the old woman will be angry like this. ”

How can Mrs. Song collect money from a child?

Before Gu Mingjing could explain, he heard a group of people outside coming in noisily.

Song Chunan shouted in the courtyard:

"Mom, quickly pour me a glass of water! I'm tired this morning, good fellow, my legs are thin. ”

Mrs. Song hurriedly ran to the door and glared at him!

"Be quiet! Your daughter has just returned to the house to rest, and you are arguing with her again. ”

Song Chunan smiled, came to his mother with two large bags of things, and asked in a stacked voice:

"Bao'er didn't burn it again, did you eat it and fell asleep? What about Li Shengnan?"

Mrs. Song saw that he was full of words and did not leave his daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law, and her heart was congested every day.

"It's not burned, it's eaten, and your daughter-in-law is coaxing the child in the house." What are you doing here? Go to the supply and marketing cooperatives? Don't borrow money from other directors, right?"

Mrs. Song raised her hand and made a gesture to twist her son's ears.

She really believed that her shameless son could do this!

Song Chun'an lowered her head with a hippie smile and leaned over to make it easier for her to twist it.

"The old lady is as wise as a torch! ”

Song Chun'an mysteriously sent the bag in his hand to his mother, tore open a little opening and told her to look at the contents, and whispered like a code:

"Peach crisp, chicken cake, warm pot, enamel jar, labor protection gloves, mirror, how many things, guess how much it cost?"

"How much?"

Mrs. Song was taken aback, and quickly turned her head to look at the stove.

Wang Xinfeng and Song Hui saw that people were coming back, and they were gobbling up eggs desperately to stuff eggs into their stomachs, for fear of being robbed of food.

I didn't have a look.

The old lady looked away in disgust and pulled the fifth child back to the east room to speak.

"Twelve!"

Song Chunan put the things on the kang in his mother's house, and took out a chicken cake for her to taste.

Mrs. Song was bluffed!

"Where did you get so much money!"

Song Chun'an laughed very loudly.

"My daughter earned it!"