When I came back from the third uncle's house, the atmosphere at home was suddenly tense.

Wu Binghua squatted in front of the porch, did not enter the house, the scarlet cigarette butts lit up and went out in the night, accompanied by the sound of mosquitoes from time to time.

More than half an hour later, Zhang Huilan changed into clean clothes and went out with a basket.

Wu Tao was taking the two children and playing outside. Seeing this, he chased to the road behind the village in one go.

"Mom, you wait. ”

Zhang Huilan stopped, her face strained, and she held her breath.

"Are you going to go to your uncle's house to borrow money?"

"Hmm!" Zhang Huilan stiffened her neck and said, "I just want to prove to your father that my brother is better than his brother!

Hey, between the two of them, what's the comparison between this? Wu Tao was really speechless.

But it should be persuaded or persuaded, otherwise the old lady will not only fail to borrow the money, but will ignite the explosive barrel of the father, and make the family unpeaceful.

"Mom, are you going to your uncle's house like this? When your aunt sees you like this, do you have to pour out the trouble that Dad had done at the third uncle's house?"

"So what, your third uncle and third aunt can do it, and no one else is allowed to say it......?"

"Okay, Mom, let me tell you, if you borrow money like this, your aunt won't lend you a dime. ”

As soon as she heard this, Zhang Huilan, who was babbling, suddenly fell silent, and pondered carefully, it seemed that this was really the case.

"Tao, you're right, Mom is confused. Don't worry, I'll promise to borrow the money back. ”

"That's not enough. ”

"Then what should I do? You kid, don't you underestimate your uncle and aunt?"

Wu Tao patiently explained, "Mom, this has nothing to do with being small. Dad's troubles at the third uncle's house, even if you don't mention it for a while, your aunt will definitely know about it. ”

Zhang Huilan was so anxious that she clapped her hands, "Yes, there was such a big movement just now, the old and young masters must have spread the word about it." Son, what then?"

"It's easy, Mom, as long as we show enough sincerity. ”

Zhang Huilan lifted the grass eggs under the broken flower cloth in the basket and said, "Isn't this sincere enough?"

Wu Tao took back a basket of grass eggs, handed it to Xiao Jiang, turned his head to the old lady and said, "The more this time, the more you have to show the posture of being a boss lady." Isn't there a shortage of chefs in the farmhouse catering? This job is none other than my uncle, you tell my aunt, as long as we can run this farmhouse, my uncle's monthly salary is 800!"

"Tao, isn't 800 yuan a bit much? People in the city can't get this money when they go to work. ”

"Oh, Mom, it's not much! ”

"That's a good dare, you don't say much, it's not much. Zhang Huilanle's beauty is beautiful, and unconsciously the waist board is much straighter.

Seeing that the old lady was happy, Wu Tao hit the railroad while it was hot: "By the way, Mom, after borrowing the money back for a while, can you talk to Dad? ”

As soon as she heard that it was related to business, Zhang Huilan paid special attention to it, so she smiled: "Okay, I know." You take the two children back, and I'll go back as soon as I go. ”

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, someone came to the house.

Wu Tao got up sleepily, only to find that it was all his father's set of people.

Three carpentry apprentices, plus a few distant uncles working as bricklayers. Wu Tao called over one by one, looking at them holding a pinny plum, enthusiastic and beautiful.

Seeing that the preparatory work for the farmhouse manor plan was on the right track, Wu Tao returned to school.

The countdown next to the blackboard has become '16' days, and the atmosphere in the classroom is getting more and more tense.

After two weeks of intensive composition training, Wu Tao has adapted to the rapid composition of various topics. He practiced the batch of essays he wrote, and even received positive affirmation from the old class of poisonous tongues, and explained them in class as model essays.

So, only one last missing point is left – English listening.

As a born-again, he has become extremely proficient in the use of English. Daily listening, speaking, reading and writing are not a problem at all.

What surprised him was that today's listening pronunciation is mainly British. This is very different from the American pronunciation he is used to.

In addition, in order to increase the difficulty, special incorporation of continuous reading, ascending and descending tones, and even some slang accents.

This is deliberately making things difficult!

But there is no way, the selection mechanism of the high school entrance examination and college entrance examination in China is to artificially set the difficulty threshold and form differentiated competition.

After thinking about it for a long time, Wu Tao had an idea in his mind.

English listening is An Rong's strong point, and you have to ask her for advice on this matter.

When I came back to my senses, I saw Zhao Li walking in with the latest issue of her bosom friend. Not only her, but there are several copies in the classroom, which are being circulated and watched wildly.

Thinking that his article has finally become a lead word, saying that he is not excited, that is a lie.

Even though this magazine was frantically vomited and criticized in the future, it was even jokingly called an outstanding representative of stall literature.

But it can't stand its current limelight, and it is wildly sought after, obsessed and loved by teenagers who are eager for life experience and curiosity, and has even become a sacred 'enlightenment' reading in the hearts of some teenagers.

After a burst of friction, Zhao Li squeezed into the seat inside.

The slender hand fanned the breeze and curled the hair of the sideburns: "It's so dangerous, this is the last one, and if it's a little later, you won't be able to buy it." ”

"So tight?"

"Of course!" Zhao Li calmed down, turned directly to the cover article, and read it intently.

A few minutes later, Zhao Lihe said in a loud voice: "There are also awards, I voted for your article as the best in this issue, okay?"

Wu Tao waved his hand and said, "This is not a big hope, you better not waste the postage." ”

"The bonus is 6,000, why don't you try it!"

At the same time, Shen Bohong left the Academic Affairs Office and walked towards the class. On the way, I passed by a blackboard newspaper, and my sharp eyes swept away, and I suddenly sighed.

This topic is not new to him. Wu Tao told him not long ago, and his voice is still in his ears. So I stopped and read it, and after reading it after a while, I couldn't help but smack and say, "This paragraph is a novelty, which adds a lot of color to the whole prose." ”

Finally, my eyes fell on the inscription: from the May 1995 issue of "Bosom Friend".

Shen Bohong felt a little sorry for the excerpts from this kind of magazine, because in his opinion, as the housewife's favorite hunting magazine, the bosom friend's articles did not have much literary character to speak of.

Its biggest selling point is that in the form of non-fiction literary reports, it records extramarital affairs, homicides, and the tragic past of celebrities, satisfying the needs of all living beings to spy on the private lives of others, and then achieve the purpose of self-psychological healing.

Now that this article has been published, it has immediately added a lot of color to this local stall literature! Speaking of which, this article can be called a clear stream in the literature of the local stall.