Everyone was stunned.

The laughter in the room also froze instantly.

Boss Song went to the courtyard when he heard the sound, and as soon as he opened the curtain, he saw that Huang Dayong's head was wrapped in a layer of bandages, and there were blood stains, and his face seemed to be scratched by something, one after another.

What's wrong with this?

Everyone's faces were full of question marks.

Huang Dayong entered the door, no matter what their expressions were, he ran into the back room without saying a word, and looked at the little girl who was still nested in the quilt on the bed, and suddenly opened his mouth with a handful of snot and tears.

"Niece, my good niece, help me!"

“......”

Song Jinse looked confused.

Seeing Huang Dayong's embarrassed appearance, she stared, and after a while, as if she suddenly remembered something, even her expression became subtle, she turned her neck with difficulty, looked him up and down, and a few words suddenly popped out of her mind.

Crow's beak fulfilled?

Sure enough, it's destined, and you can't hide it!

His eyes flashed, but Song Jinse suddenly thought, if Huang Dayong is still like in his previous life, then is his father still the same as in his previous life, or has he broken his leg?

His eyes panicked.

Song Jinse looked at Huang Dayong and asked eagerly,

"Where is my father? Why didn't he come back with you?"

Huang Dayong was stunned for a moment when asked, looked at Song Jinse's anxious appearance, and subconsciously replied,

"He should be back in a while, I will explain to my subordinates early this morning, I will not do anything to your father, besides, isn't this all a misunderstanding?"

Song Jinse suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Daddy is okay.

Huang Dayong looked at her like this, thinking that she was holding a grudge against what happened yesterday, and hurriedly explained,

"How could I let your father do something, this, everyone is a villager, how could I do such a ruthless and unrighteous thing, this, so, can you show it to my uncle first? Uncle, is there anything else? If so, you can help my uncle ask, how can he leave......

"Don't talk about these here, anything else, our Bao'er doesn't understand those feudal superstitions, I'd rather don't talk about this nonsense, let people listen to it, maybe tomorrow will report my family's feudal superstitions again, who can afford this!"

The old lady smoked a dry tobacco bag, looking like an old god was there,

"Branch secretary, I'd rather not waste time here, humanity doesn't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, even if that old Liu dies miserably, he can't ask for his life, right?

Song Jinse was suddenly happy.

She has a pretty good set of milk choreographers.

Looking at Huang Dayong's pale face again, he still sat there grinning, looking a little embarrassed.

Isn't?

Yesterday, he was still yelling at someone's house to raid his house, and today he came to the door to ask for help, not to mention what others think, he felt a little panicked, but this person's life is at stake, and he can't stop coming because of face?

"What kind of words are you talking about, this can be regarded as feudal superstition? Isn't this just to hear if our family Bao'er has any words of comfort? Look at you, it's far away, everyone is in the township, look down and don't look up. ”

Seeing that Mrs. Song still wanted to say something, Song Jinse hurriedly made her eyes, looking like a little fox, and the old lady thought about it.

Gotcha.

Her little granddaughter seems to have an idea in her heart.

At such a young age, he knew that he was in charge, and he was designated as a promising figure in the future.

I didn't say anything about it, the old god sat and listened.

Seeing that the old lady didn't say anything, and the others had nothing to say, the room fell silent all of a sudden, and everyone's eyes suddenly fell on the small figure on the bed.

"It's nice to be able to help my uncle Bao'er, it's just ...... Daddy hasn't been with Bao'er for a long time......"

said, even more pitiful.

Song Jinse's little abacus crackled.

In the end, it is the branch secretary of the brigade, this is too much, what if we want to give their family small shoes in the future? But it is so easy to respond, so the loss suffered yesterday is not in vain? After thinking about it, Song Jinse only made this small request.

This not only seems interesting, but also sells Huang Dayong's favor.

If the family wants to do something in the future, what needs do they have, maybe they need him to help. After all, she still wants to let her family get out of the poor peasants and run to a well-off as soon as possible, and now these sales, food stamps and oil stamps and so on, all of which can only be obtained by giving a certificate from the brigade, and she must always consider the convenience of acting in the future.

Huang Dayong was stunned for a moment.

I thought that the Song family would take the opportunity to ask for something, and even thought about how to bargain for a while, but I didn't expect it to be revealed so easily. Thinking about what he had done before, his old face suddenly turned red, and he was too busy to respond.

"That's okay, that uncle will give your father three days off, and the work will be the same, after all, he wronged him yesterday, and it is reasonable to let him rest at home for two days. Hurry up Ming'er and ask your aunt to send you some eggs, which can be regarded as an apology for what happened to me yesterday, so what?"

"Good. ”

Song Jinse nodded.

Even if the conditions are discussed, then the things that should be done for others must also be done well. Although she didn't know what happened to Da Huang Dayong yesterday, since he came to her today, it means that he was indeed frightened, if Lao Liu really has any grievances, it is just to clear his name, or to make his wife and children safe.

It should be regarded as accumulating yin virtue for himself.

After all, once reborn, many things are not clear in the first place.

Thinking like this, Song Jinse suddenly sat up, and then looked at Huang Dayong behind him with clear eyes, as if he was listening to someone talking, nodded from time to time, and his expression was even more solemn than a five-year-old child, and instantly frightened several people in front of him, especially Huang Dayong, who looked at her again and again with prayers, only hoping that she could solve this matter.

The uncle said that he had to pay him back and treat his wife and children well, otherwise he would die in peace. I want you to burn paper and incense for him every New Year's holiday, and then I will not stop this matter. ”

Song Jinse looked like a little adult.

Huang Dayong nodded again and again as he listened, and he was busy responding.