First of all, I naturally wish Lu Pan and Song Fusheng both high school.

Everyone drank three bowls in a row, as if God could hear them pleading.

On this topic, Song Fugui admitted himself as a test-taker, holding a wine glass, and his face was flushed.

A lot of words to introduce to the big guy:

"That hut is not as good as the shack on our mountain, don't look at it called Gongyuan. Let me tell you, open your eyes, I don't believe you ask Sizhuang, yes, Shunzi, ask Shunzi. ”

Junzi testified: "That's right, it's such a small house number, just that kind of rule, no way." It's all in vain to get into there. ”

Song Fugui immediately took Shunzi's words:

"Listen, is that what it's all about? Any identity is in vain, a blind man lights a lamp in vain. That's simply, no matter how high it is, you have to go to the top, you have to worry about washing the pot and cooking, you have to be like a monkey when you cook rice and vegetables. ”

It's not like a spirit monkey, if you don't turn around, you will fall over, and the board will fall, it's so narrow.

"I guessed that the next night, those shows were tossed for a day, and they were lying on the head of the bed with no energy, and the hardest thing was that they were eating and drinking in it and begging people."

Forget about eating and drinking, Lazar still has to look at people's faces.

If you are in a hurry to eat a bad stomach, wait for the official to nod in response, if this head is fast, you will have to pour a thousand streams.

No need to go, solve it on the spot.

The princess and the princess: "Emma, why is it so sinned? Aren't they all showmen? "How can it be such a scourge, it's not easy to get a show.

"Tsk", Ge Erniu said to her grandson: "No wonder the old man of the patriarch Ren has purple lips and soles of his feet floating back." ”

Thanks to the fact that they had a good meal to make up for Fusheng a while ago, otherwise it would definitely not be a state of sitting down and eating with them, and the body of the three nephews before them was thin and useless, so they would not be tired and lie down?

Grandpa Song scolded with a smile on the balcony, "Eat, rich." ”

But turning around, Song Fusheng also chatted here.

He patted his knee and said, "At this time, it is inconvenient to look tall." I have to lie down curled up, my legs can't move, and if I move a little bigger, the quilt on my body or my legs and feet can pull down the oil lamps and candles that I have brought. ”

After speaking, he looked at Lu Pan, "How are you?" You're taller than me, and the first day, I couldn't even look at you. ”

Song Fuling heard Lu Pan's extremely down-to-earth answer: "Well, I didn't sleep well on the first day, but I got much better later." It is bearable to curl up on the legs, but in the second half of the night the feet are stretched out and bitten by mosquitoes, which is a little unbearable. ”

The house number was not long enough, and when I fell asleep, Lu Pan's feet stretched out, and there were mosquito bags on my thumb, little toes, and soles of my feet.

"I walk with my shoes."

Poof, the picture came out, and Song Poria took advantage of the crowd to ask Lu Pan if he had wiped some medicinal oil, and he had a small vocal music. You're on the side of the, there must be a lot of mosquitoes.

Lu Pan replied to Qian Peiying, and looked at Song Fuling, his face flushed.

It is also possible that the face is red after drinking hot alcohol.

Song Fuling was full of food and finally looked at Lu Ban.

Lu Pan leaned back in his chair, pretending to fiddle with the wine glass in his hand, listening to everyone's voices in his ears, and watching Song Fuling beat him.

Just when Song Fuling came downstairs, the second round of wine started again, and the atmosphere was even higher than just now.

It's just because Junko proposed below: All the brothers who have sent food, let's stand up and drink one.

Boom, all the men at the table stood up.

Junko held the wine bowl, and for a while, suddenly stopped the toasting action.

I have long known that many people from the Song Jiu clan went to the beginning, and basically all the strong laborers went.

If it is destroyed, this family that is lively and eating pots today will be gone.

But at this time, when it was so obvious that only women and children were left sitting at the table, and there were not even half of the children left, Junzi suddenly fell into a state of aphasia, and her heart was still greatly shaken, as if she suddenly remembered the scene when these people shouted that they were coming.

No wonder.

No wonder, the young master took advantage of the joy of housewarming to prepare gifts for these old people. Quanzi reported to him that the young master, who never cared about miscellaneous matters, asked about the color and material, and also instructed him to prepare it properly for their age.

These people are not slaves of the state government, and they are not the same as his sons.

These people are not soldiers of the Lu family army who receive silver.

Presumably, the young master didn't say it, but he admitted it in his heart.

Yes, in the situation at that time, it was a great righteousness for these old people to let their sons out, because they were afraid that they might be old and had nothing to rely on in the future.

"Brothers, I'll take care of my eldest son, I'll do it first as a respect, and Shunzi will respect you."

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Song Fuling looked upstairs.

At this time, Lu Pan was standing on the balcony railing looking at the people in her family.

She couldn't hear what Lu Pan and her father were saying, but she could feel it, as if her emotions were more or less fluctuating.

Lu Pan was saluting Song Fusheng wine, what he said was, I heard the cemetery housekeeper say, uncle, have you been to see those people, and you have also been to see them during the Chinese New Year.

Song Fusheng drained the wine in the cup and said: "I led the team, I led it out, so I don't have to go to see it often." "It's nothing.

As far as Song Fusheng speaks, he looks like he hasn't done anything, can Lu Pan kiss him? Can you not look down on him?

Lu Pan never admired resourceful people.

I don't admire politicians and schemers who have a lot of experience and a deep enough view of problems.

He has a lot of eyes and is a smart man, and with him, it is useless.

I also don't appreciate the enthusiasm of my youth.

He only admires and appreciates one type of person, that is, he has enough resourcefulness, but after going through the vicissitudes of life and seeing through the warmth and coldness of people, he can still maintain a sincere heart towards others.

"Uncle, I respect you again."

"For something."

"Not why."

"Drink less, your face is red, rest early tonight, and the days will be long."

Song Fusheng drank the wine a little perfunctorily, he couldn't drink it, he knew the amount of alcohol he had, and if he drank it again, he wouldn't be able to pretend to be in front of Lu Pan.

In other words, that kid drinks so much and has a great body.

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At the same time, Song Fuling washed her hair at the nursery's house.

The rich daughter-in-law came in with a bucket of hot water.

Poria hurriedly said: "Aunt Fugui, your body is not well yet, don't worry about me, I will grind slowly." ”

In the outhouse, Mrs. Ma came in just when she heard this: Do you still know that you are grinding? Everyone else is outside to wash dishes and dishes, and even Mi Shou is in the house to lay a mattress for Lu Pan, and you can't finish washing here.

Song Fuling had wet hair on her head, washed her face and finished her toothbrush, and asked, "Milk, what are you doing?" ”

"Ah, I've tied up this fire tree with a bag and opened it."

"I know you're tied up so people don't want to see it, but what are you looking for?"

Mrs. Ma's mouth moved, she was busy, she didn't have time to count the gold and silver leaves, but she was still afraid that others would break off a leaf, so she put a bag on the outside, and the bag was secretly clamped on all sides, as long as there were outsiders moving, the hair would fall off.

No, she wanted to see if her hair was still there.

Song Fuling held her forehead: "Milk, don't tell me, you plan to count the golden leaves tonight, then I won't live at your house, let's go back." ”

That's natural, to be counted.

"Stop, why are you so unenthusiastic about people."

"When have I been out of passion?"

"Then Lu Pan squeezed his eyes at you, just squeezed and cooed," Mrs. Ma also performed: "You look at the place next to you." ”

"Milk, don't talk nonsense, when did he ever do that."

Mrs. Ma stood at the door of the house, looked at the back of her little granddaughter running home in her skirt, and smiled.

Lu Pan sat on the kang in a blue pajamas, rubbed his temples with both hands, and asked Mi Shou next to him: "Your sister, don't you plan to have a maid?" ”

Mi Shou spread her hair and asked suspiciously: "She didn't work either." ”

Lu Pan didn't want to listen to it, why didn't he work, from him, Poria served the plate, served tea, and swept the ground.

Mi Shou tugged at his fingers tangled: "......"

Just outside came Song Fuling's voice, "Then I'll ask my brother?" ”

"Don't," Lu Pan grabbed Mi Shou.