Mrs. Song was so angry that her face turned red, and she was about to speak out to defend her family, but she was stopped by Master Song, and the girls below were even more angry. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mrs. Deng and the others obviously didn't expect the Song family to be so calm and composed, taking the criticism of the surrounding people as the wind in their ears, one side did not back down, and the other side waited, and the scene was suddenly a bit deadlocked.

If it drags on any longer, even Mrs. Deng and the others will not be able to save face, and the competition will start soon.

"Old Madam Deng, Xiang'er, come here." Mo Qianqian's voice sounded, and her face was full of flattery, and she ran over upside down. "Go and sit with us, although the location is not so good, it is better than the door."

Mo Qianqian and a few girls sat on the side, and it took so long to come to offer their courtesy, presumably just doing the ideological work of their companions.

"It's not good, it's not appropriate to let a few of you girls sit by the door." Yuan Xiang'er shook her head, pushing Mo Qianqian's kindness.

"It's okay, don't worry. The door was guarded, and there were no idlers. Sit down. ”

Yuan Xiang'er looked embarrassed, looked at Mrs. Deng and asked, "Old lady, why don't you sit down?" ”

"No need, I'm here to see the performance of the people and the children, not to cause trouble for everyone. Our family is the General's Mansion, so I don't pay so much attention to it, and my body and bones can stand it. ”

"That's not going to work." Yuan Xiang'er grabbed Mrs. Deng's hand and didn't follow, "You sneezed yesterday, if you catch a cold, how can you let the fourth cousin teach the children to compete with peace of mind?" ”

Luo Yi also dissuaded Old Madam Deng very cooperatively, not to mention Mo Qianqian.

Song Xianiang looked disgusting, she was too good at pretending, she was too good at acting, she was obviously willing to fight and suffer, but she had to push it around, wasn't it just for others to see? They all want to make a good name.

Look at Master Song again, he has already pulled Mrs. Song to sit down, with a leisurely expression, as if this matter has nothing to do with himself.

Daddy is really powerful, he treated Mrs. Deng's deliberate difficulties, and pushed him out in four or two thousand pounds, which is really worthy of being a battle-hardened businessman.

On the other hand, Mrs. Deng and the others and Mo Qianqian were still pretending to push each other, until the game began, and someone couldn't bear to say: "It's time to watch the game, sit down." ”

Old Madam Deng finally sat in Mo Qianqian's original position.

However, Deng Fenning really didn't go over, because there were no more people sitting there, so she took the initiative to sit with Mo Qianqian at the door.

Song Xianiang looked back, only to see that Mo Qianqian didn't know what she was talking about, Deng Fenning responded helplessly, and Mrs. Deng was surrounded by Yuan Xiang'er and Luo Yi, waiting on the left and right, but it was closer than Deng Anqian and Deng Fenning.

"Eldest sister, why did Mrs. Deng leave her granddaughter aside?" Song Dongniang was very puzzled, so she asked Song Chunniang next to her.

"What about granddaughters, sometimes blood is not 100% able to bring two people closer." Song Chunniang said lightly.

"How so? It's obviously a family, how can it be more distant than outsiders? I look at Miss Deng quite pitiful, with such a grandmother with a bad temperament. ”

"This has nothing to do with temperament, people pay attention to fate between people, maybe the family relationship between her and Mrs. Deng is shallow." Song Chunniang muttered rarely, as if answering Song Dongniang's words, but the low tone was more like talking to herself.

Song Dongniang didn't understand, and asked in confusion: "Eldest sister, what do you mean?" ”

Song Dongniang didn't understand, but Song Xianiang understood, Song Chunniang touched the scene, remembered that she was not close to Mrs. Song, so she felt it.

"It's nothing, let's watch the game." Song Chunniang didn't want to say more.

"Tell me, big sister, tell me what you mean." Song Dongniang is still entangled.

Song Xianiang was speechless, this is too eyeless, do you want Song Chunniang to say: "I am also very pitiful, my mother is not hurt, I envy my favored brother and sister"? Then you have to lose Song Chunniang's face?

Song Chunniang was determined not to say it, and she regretted how to mention this stubble, and Song Dongniang didn't dare to get close to her eldest sister in Su Ri, and she didn't know what was going on today, and she was still stalking.

"Oops, the little brother is out, look!" Song Xianiang shouted excitedly and pointed to Song Jinbao who had just walked out of the edge of the venue.

Song Dongniang immediately let go of Song Chunniang's hand and looked at it: "It's really Jinbao, you can't recognize it if you dress like this." After speaking, he pulled Mrs. Song's arm again: "Mother, mother, look how handsome the little brother is!" It's really spiritual. ”

Mrs. Song watched the baby pimple come out with a high spirit, and she was also very pleased, and wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and was extremely excited: "My son has grown up." ”

"Yes, yes, my little brother is like a little adult. Isn't it Daddy? Song Dongniang and You Rongyan pulled Master Song to ask again.

Song Dongniang shifted her attention, Song Chunniang breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at Song Xianiang gratefully: "Thank you." ”

Song Xianiang pursed her mouth, "You're polite." It's me who should be thankful today. ”

Song Chunniang understood what she meant, and said with a smile: "This should be kept for Deng Gongzi." ”

Deng Anqian? This time I really owe him a favor.

Although Song Xianiang didn't want to admit it, she knew very well in her heart that she owed a debt of affection, and she couldn't choke with Deng Anqian like before.

If you have to ask for something, you have to bow your head, Song Xianiang sighed and looked at the competition venue. It happened that Deng Anqian rode out on a horse, and the royal blue riding and shooting suit made the person taller and taller than in the past.

Then a group of children trotted in, dressed in uniform clothes, walking in unison, and shouting slogans, which was quite like that.

When he arrived at the center of the venue, Deng Anqian issued an order with Zhongqi: "The formation begins!" Bagua Array! ”

When the children got the order, they immediately dispersed, formed a gossip array, and then began to draw their fists and feet in unison. Those little arms and legs stretched out, and they really looked decent.

"Mother, mother, look at the little brother, how good the punch is!" Song Dongniang pointed to the child in the middle of the queue and said happily.

Mrs. Song couldn't stop being excited: "Yes, Jinbao did the best move, isn't it master?" ”

Master Song stroked his beard: "Well, it's right to send Jinbao here." ”

Not only the Song family, but other families also praised their children's martial arts, and the audience was overjoyed for a while.

Just in the words of a group of appreciative children, Luo Yi's voice suddenly sounded: "...... There are good seedlings and good teachers, thanks to the teaching of Deng Sigongzi, so that the children have today's display, otherwise according to the teaching method of the previous academy, where can the children learn such good martial arts? Speaking of which, I have to thank you and Deng Sigongzi! ”

Although the children of the academy can rehearse so well, Deng Anqian has contributed a lot, but is it a bit too much to elevate Deng Anqian by belittling the previous education of the academy? Besides, Deng Anqian has only been teaching in the academy for a month, and he still has time to teach while practicing his martial arts, and the teachers of the academy are responsible for the rest of the time, so is all the credit attributed to Deng Anqian alone?

Song Xianiang thought about it and shouted for the Ji couple and the other teachers in the academy, if Mrs. Ji was present at this time, she was afraid that she would have to confront each other on the spot.

However, there are also those flatterers in the audience, and they also praise Deng Anqian for his credit, which seems to be the Deng family's reborn parents.

Song Xianiang was about to lose listening, and estimated that there was still a period of time before the end of the exam, so she smeared oil on the soles of her feet under the pretext that she wanted to go back to the room to get something.

I wanted to go back to the house to take a nap, but I didn't expect that just after I got out of the door of the competition venue, I heard someone call her from behind: "Xia Niang, where are you going?" ”

Looking back, it turned out to be Deng Fenning, but there was also a Mo Qianqian by his side.

Why is he so unlucky, he is seen to be lazy.

Song Xianiang was extremely resentful, but she still replied with a smile: "Fenning, why did you come out too?" ”

"It's a little stuffy to sit inside, so I come out to breathe. I happened to see you, where are you going? Let's talk together, shall we? I haven't seen you for a long time and miss you. Deng Fenning said several words in one breath.

This style of speaking is not like Deng Fenning, and the expectation in her eyes, like a child begging for help, Song Xianiang looked at her, and then at Mo Qianqian, who was close behind, and suddenly became a little clear, "Hehe, I was about to go back to the house to get something, do you want to go with me?" ”

Deng Fenning naturally nodded in agreement, Mo Qianqian would not say goodbye, and said with a smile: "Song Xianiang, I also want you to sit in the house." ”

"Forget it, don't smoke my house."

"You!" Being directly rejected by Song Xianiang made Mo Qianqian angry, and turned to Deng Fenning and said, "Miss Deng, look at this person, he doesn't talk about the rules of talking and doing things at all, you must not go with her, you won't be ruined." ”

Along the way, Mo Qianqian kept patting her ass, Deng Fenning was annoyed, but she didn't want to be with her anymore, so she said: "I just want to go and see, if Miss Mo doesn't want to, go back first." ”

"That's not going to work. If you have a bad pool, how can I explain it to Mrs. Deng. Mo Qianqian looked like she was protecting her calves, but she didn't leave.

Song Xianiang didn't bother to care about her, so she walked straight in the direction of the small courtyard. "Xia Niang, I'll go with you." Deng Fenning followed closely.

Mo Qianqian was anxious, stomped her feet and shouted, "Song Xianiang, haven't you been shouting about how good the relationship between Deng Sigongzi and your little brother is?" He also said that he was going to prove it to me today, why, he ran away? Is it a lack of heart? ”