Chapter 1185: I Hate You

"Ann call!" Say what I said before, Fu Yingshao also told several elders the reason for the call, just as Han Chunrui guessed.

Leng Hongyi suddenly felt contradictory, on the one hand, he felt that what Fu Yingshao said was reasonable, and on the other hand, he felt distressed about spending money.

In the end, he couldn't bear it, and there was no room for resistance, so he could only go by Fu Yingshao.

Let Cheng Yi go to the kang.

A few old ladies were making dumplings and chatting with him very enthusiastically.

Speaking of the police station in the town, Cheng Yi held the tea and said: "The work of the police station in your town to popularize the law in the countryside is not bad, my colleague went to the countryside today, and I plan to write a report after we go back and learn from the comrades here." ”

Leng Hongyi hurriedly smiled when he heard this: "This should indeed be a report, our director here has done a really good job in this regard, and our mayor and the leaders above have also praised it." ”

Fu Yingshao came out of the back room and added: "Qingzhu's idea, that director, surnamed An, right?" Director An agreed, but he didn't expect the effect to be good. ”

"My brother and sister's idea?" Cheng Yi was impressed by Leng Qingzhu again: "I didn't expect her to be young, but she has a lot of ideas." ”

"Hey, it's actually a blind cat that touches a dead mouse, tossed to the point, in fact, it's also the director of people's An is eclectic, if you change to a timid and conservative, you won't be able to toss."

Leng Hongyi is habitually humble in front of outsiders.

Fu Yingshao obviously disagreed with such words, but it was not good to refute the old man in person.

Let Cheng Yi sit and go to the Westinghouse by himself.

Cheng Yi shook his head and helped Leng Qingzhu speak: "You can't say that, you can come up with such an idea, it's really not a blind cat touching a dead mouse, I have a good relationship with A Shao, I have met my younger siblings a few times, and I have helped me, that is indeed a very smart and thoughtful girl." ”

Leng Hongyi was still modest, but the old shepherd laughed and said: "No, our Qingzhu has been a smart child since he was a child, otherwise he wouldn't have figured out such a lot of moths." ”

A group of people in the house: "......"

Is this a compliment or a detriment?

In the next room, Leng Xiangbei was lying on the kang and watching TV.

Fu Yingshao took out the plaster from his pocket and threw it to him.

Leng Xiangbei hurriedly caught it: "You actually bought me this?" Really! Come on, come on, help me put it on, hurry. Eh, you don't know, how much it hurts when my parents rub their waists, I've suffered a foreign crime these days! ”

Fu Yingshao ignored it: "The smell is too big, you post it yourself!" ”

"What you said, I want to stick it myself, and I have to grow my arms to be that long!"

Leng Xiangbei opened the ointment, looked at the drug ingredients and taboos in the back, and couldn't help but urge again.

Fu Yingshao insisted very much, this is Leng Xiangbei and not Leng Qingzhu, even if he helps to apply plasters, it is not good, and he has to make his hands full of ointment: "It's already good if I can buy it back for you, don't you have to inch in!" ”

Leng Xiangbei took his finger and tapped at him: "You wait, you wait, when I see Qingzhu when I turn around, I will tell her, you don't even help me with a plaster, what kind of brother-in-law are you!" ”

"You didn't call me brother-in-law!" Fu Yingshao threw down such a sentence and turned to go out.

Leng Xiangbei had no choice but to ask his father to come over and help him paste it.

Leng Hongyi looked at his son's waist and sighed vigorously: "Just this virtue, you have to go to Bicheng tomorrow, and you are not afraid of a broken waist." ”

"How can you break your waist?"

"Even if you keep falling, you will find the root of the disease when you turn around, like Ah Shao, and the happiness of the rest of your life will be gone! What's wrong? Do you have eye cramps? ”

Leng Xiangbei pouted behind his father, and Fu Yingshao stood at the door with a hot towel, and he actually listened to what he had just said.