"Mom, did Xiaoxiao say anything when she went to Qiu Liang's house? Did she break up with Qiu Liang? ”

"Stinky boy, you can't take care of your own affairs, and you still take care of other people's affairs, your arms are stretched too long, so you should save your worries, sell your watermelons well, lose a little less, and make a little more."

"Mom, look at what you said, is this called human talk?" Ma Shijian glanced at the old lady dissatisfied, this half-old, with a mentality that she has nothing to do with herself, is really chilling.

"Your eyes and tone are contradicting your wife, and you're not satisfied with me, right?

Didn't I tell you that in this world, there are too many people who need sympathy, and if you want to sympathize, can you sympathize? ”

"Sympathize with one, always one less." Ma Shijian's tone of saying this seems to be more and more similar to Zhang Xiaoxiao,

Once that beggar-like little girl, every time she asked Zhang Xiaoxiao for plum blossom cake for her grandmother to eat, Xiaoxiao had such a tone and expression.

No wonder Meng's mother wants to move three times, it turns out that the ancients all know this truth, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, and Zhang Xiaoxiao is together every day, and she is used to seeing her enthusiasm, kindness and unpretentiousness, Ma Shijian found that imperceptibly, he has changed a lot.

"What the hell are you trying to say? I didn't stop you from helping Zhang Xiaoxiao, it's just that in my mother's heart, you are the most important one, and you can't have an accident. ”

Obviously, Mrs. Zhang has not woken up from her fright, and when she heard that her son still wanted to meddle in her affairs, her heart suddenly tightened, and she hoped that she would never hear about such a heroic feat as tonight in the future.

"I think Qiu Liang is very strange, after hearing about Xiaoxiao's kidnapping, his stomach was so painful that he was about to collapse to the ground, but when he arrived at the door of the rotten warehouse where Xiaoxiao was kidnapped, Qiu Liang left quietly.

According to their emotional analysis, it should be right to hug their heads and cry, how could they slip away without saying a word? ”

"Maybe he was afraid of being seen, so he slipped away, you know, Qiu Liang's father owed a lot of gambling debts, and everyone was looking for him everywhere, even his brother who was studying.

It's all because of his gambler father, so that Qiu Liang and his younger brother never dared to go home, and there was only a madman and a sixty-year-old grandfather at home.

Such a bitter family is sad enough, but there are still a lot of gossip popping up, which makes matters worse. ”

"What gossip?" Ma Shijian asked curiously.

"It's all some nonsense, saying that the daughter-in-law and the father-in-law are picking up ashes, one ran away from the man, the other died the wife, and the man and woman are together ......"

"You believe that!" Ma Shijian interrupted his mother's words rudely, his brows furrowed.

"I sympathize with the two of them, a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks, so in love, but out of reach.

can only stand in the distance and silently look at each other, worried about each other, so pitiful. ”

"There is no way, the reality is cruel, love is beautiful, and no matter how beautiful the love is, it will be torn bloodstained by reality." Although the matchmaker sighed, she could only treat these two people with sympathy.

"Oh yes, Xiaoxiao also has a friend who looks like he's very rich. Xiaoxiao called him unlucky, that person called Xiaoxiao stupid woman, do you know this person? ”

"How does that person look, is he tall, short, fat and thin, old or young, smart or stupid?" The matchmaker asked thoughtfully.

As soon as Ma Shijian mentioned the unlucky bastard, his enthusiasm suddenly rose.

"This man is about twenty-six or seventeen years old, about the same height as me, maybe a little taller, with a long figure, so handsome, I don't know how many times whiter than my bronzed complexion......"

"Your skin is healthy, how many men dream of the skin, what do you want to do for nothing, eat soft rice and be a little white face?" Mrs. Zhang heard her son belittle her complexion, and hurriedly retorted.

Ma Shijian laughed a few times, and slandered that if a man like him who was at the bottom of the society was to eat soft rice with a little white face,

Aren't people like Che Qiuliang and the unlucky ones going to Heaven to fan the Queen Mother?

It seems that they should not live on earth, but in heaven where they do not eat the fireworks of the world.

"Oh Mom, I'm asking if you know that rich guy called the unlucky guy?" Ma Shijian put his hand on the shoulder of his proud mother, and asked coquettishly.

Mrs. Zhang is well-informed, in this territory within a radius of several thousand meters, no one can escape her sensitive nose with a fart, and she will smile a few meters away and don't know what is going on at home? It's a bit of an anomaly.

"Unlucky, what unlucky, I think you're an unlucky guy tonight, fortunately, you still know to go home, otherwise your wife and I will have to die of worry, and I will meet such a ...... in the future."

"Hey, people say that there is a generation gap of three years, how many years are we apart, and we can't communicate. I'm tired today and I'm going to rest.

Mom, Xiaoxiao doesn't know when I'm coming back, are you going to talk to her dad. ”

"What else is there to say, the climax of the matter has passed, and I have found a strong reason to send him away, what else is there to say.

He didn't participate in the whole thrilling process, and he was happy enough. I, an outsider, was frightened all night, and tomorrow I have to go to his house to ask for a bowl of radish and sauerkraut. ”

"You don't have any credit, do you still want to show off?"

"Didn't you raise you by me, if you hadn't saved Xiaoxiao, would Xiaoxiao have been able to live for the rest of your life, I'm afraid that you would have been eaten into the stomach by that group of hooligans A Fei, you are a noble person in their family."

Is there anything wrong with me asking for credit? I'm too lazy to talk to you, if you want to be a live Lei Feng, you can be a good one, but the old lady doesn't want to. ”

"Does Xiaoxiaojia still have oil and water scraping? A lame man, you dare to eat the dishes he makes. ”

"As long as you are willing to shave, you can shave three taels of oil on your hair. What do you kid know, go to bed quickly, and get up early tomorrow to sell watermelons. ”

After Mrs. Zhang finished talking to her son, she walked into her room, constantly thinking in her mind,

Tomorrow is from Xiaoxiao's house to ask for a little sauerkraut, or two plum cakes, plum cakes have not been eaten for several days.

Ma Shijian lay on the bed, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

He couldn't figure it out, Qiu Liang loved to laugh and laugh, why did he run to save people in a hurry, but in the end, he didn't even see him, and the people left quietly?

And the man who was called unlucky with a smile, what is the way to come, looking at the affectionate appearance of the two of them, it is not like an unfamiliar friend, but more like a friend who has known each other for a long time.

Father Zhang listened to Mrs. Zhang's words, and went home to sleep with peace of mind, with Shijian by his side, he was not worried at all.

Ma Shijian doesn't know how many times he helped Xiaoxiao, and he is a trustworthy good child.

After Zhang Chaoyang saw his father come back, he asked about his sister's situation, and his father drank him back to the room, because he still had to go to school tomorrow.