Song Zhuangzhuang's family came majestic, went to be defeated, and said a few cruel words before leaving.

The old Song family basically didn't speak, and asked the two children to leave the popularity one by one, and there was an atmosphere of killing chickens and slaughtering cattle with a knife.

"Their family is unreasonable, you beware of being retaliated against by them. ”

Song Miao felt more and more that the current third sister was close, and she felt relieved, but also said worriedly.

Brother Song Lai stuffed a whole dumpling into another bite, clicked and took a bite of garlic, and said arrogantly:

"What are you afraid of? If he dares to fight, I will dare to ask them to pay compensation, and our family can still watch me suffer?"

Mrs. Song pushed the dumpling plate in front of her, frowning disapprovingly:

"Aren't you the one who suffers? ”

Brother Song Laidi drank a big mouthful of dumpling soup indifferently, wiped his mouth and said:

"Won't it be over if you ask my sister to help me get a stitch? ”

"Sister, needles are really not a cure-all. ”

Song porcelain people heard it before they spoke, and said helplessly.

"Sister, are you awake? Come and eat dumplings, leeks and eggs, but they are fresh. ”

Brother Song's eyes lit up and greeted her little sister courteously.

Song Zhao also happily came over, took her warm little hand and looked her up and down.

"Are you okay? It's not that you're tired, why did you wake up after sleeping for a while? Hungry, aren't you? Eat dumplings. ”

Song Chunan snatched her daughter's hand and picked her up.

"You are so noisy, the dead can wake up, how can you sleep. ”

Song Miao's intention to maintain was obvious, and she pushed the two who came out just now behind her, and said with a smile:

"Don't be angry. They are not good people, they came to the door and wanted to rely on my little sister to beat people, and wanted to blackmail our family's money, so can we watch it?"

Song Ci rubbed his eyes, yawned, and said playfully:

"Don't be afraid, whoever doesn't think right and wants to be bad for our family will be unlucky. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden commotion outside the courtyard gate, and the screams one after another startled a group of chickens and dogs jumping. Peerless Tang Gate fo

"What's going on out there?"

Don't look at Mrs. Song's age, but she is not dazzled or deaf, her body is tough, she looks better than her fifth son, and she is also the first to notice the movement outside.

After all, the big yellow dog at the gate of the courtyard also barked quite fiercely.

Song Ci listened to the schadenfreude that couldn't be concealed in the barking of the rhubarb, pursed his lips and laughed at a pair of pear vortices at the corner of his mouth.

Luck came unexpectedly!

Mental power has broken through!

She can understand what rhubarb means!

"If you do something wrong, you have to get retribution. ”

Song Ci bent his eyes to hide his smugness, but he still couldn't hide that he was emitting a happy light wave outward, and the whole person was a capitalized beauty!

"Well deserved. ”

Brother Song agreed, stuffed another dumpling into his mouth, and chewed on the garlic cloves.

Li Shengnan looked at her husband and daughter inquiringly, and always felt that something seemed to be wrong.

Song Chunan shook his head, signaling that it was okay, and it was a coincidence to ask.

There was a commotion outside, Song Zhuangzhuang's mother rushed into the yard like crazy, and was stopped by Rhubarb, she couldn't say anything clearly in her mouth, and scolded with Rhubarb.

Mrs. Song looked unpresentable, and said to the boss:

"Chunsheng, go out and have a look, don't call the door, there are still patients in the east wing to rest. ”

Song Chunsheng agreed to go out.

Song Chunqing said Big Brother wait for me, put on his heels.

Song Zhuangzhuang's mother was persuaded to go out, Song Chunsheng came back alone, and Song Chunqing, as a cadre of the brigade, had to continue to deal with the follow-up.

Song Ci ate dumplings while listening attentively to the movement outside.

Blocking out the meaningless pain of those unlucky eggs who fell into a pile, as well as the unclean swearing, and zooming in on the chat of chickens, dogs, pigs, sparrows and other things eating melons on the scene, the corners of Song Ci's mouth couldn't help but rise.

It's too convenient to do bad things now, and you can make a lot of money.