Song Fuling's long hair fluttered out of the door, and her hair was very messy by the wind.

Qian Peiying looked at her daughter: "What are you doing?" Let you lead people out, where do you lead them? You're only coming back when everyone is gone. ”

Song Fuling put the bag in the yard casually and didn't answer her mother.

Instead, he picked up a melon soaked in the basin, and with a "bang", the little tender hand clenched his fist and smashed it open.

Holding the melon that smashed in half, he took a few steps forward.

Squatting beside the ditch dug in the yard, he shook the seeds vigorously, rubbed the hair on his face with his arm, and ate it angrily.

She didn't get it:

What are you running?

What is there to run.

Are you leaving me here to shoot idol dramas?

chasing, catching up, stopping or running, even idol dramas have not been filmed so stupidly, so it has to rain.

"Click".

Song Poria took another big mouthful of melon and ate it in her mouth, saying: It's so sweet.

In a word.

Lu Pan, is there something wrong with you?

What's the big deal, the two of us can't make it clear in person, we're both adults.

You say that you can command thousands of troops and horses, killing people is like chopping chickens, what do you see me running, can I still have enemy troops to be terrible?

The more Song Fuling thought about the scene just now, the more she felt that she and Lu Pan were like two stupid hangers.

was even a little angry that he didn't react, so he let him run, and he should have calmly looked at his back and smiled slightly, it didn't matter if he chased him or not, he asked his father to return it to him.

Didn't play well.

"What is this?" Qian Peiying squatted down to look at the bag.

Mrs. Ma also happened to enter the hospital.

The old lady took a look: "Ouch, I still left a bag of things here, what did you give it?" ”

Song Fuling hurriedly swallowed the melon, turned her head and explained: "Don't touch it, he didn't drop it, it's not for us." ”

Kindness? Mrs. Ma and Qian Peiying both looked puzzled.

"Then how can I be with you?"

"I don't know, don't ask me!" I didn't control my emotions in the end.

What happened to this day, what a mess, she didn't finish her papers.

Song Fuling threw the melon, walked over and picked up the bag, and complained about "dead and sinking" and entered the house.

Mrs. Ma pointed to her granddaughter's back and tilted her head to look at her daughter-in-law: "What is she doing here, she is not happy in her heart, don't you tell me about her?" ”

Qian Peiying tilted her head and looked at Mrs. Ma, and asked back: "Why didn't I care about me?" I was here the day before yesterday, so that she wouldn't make a mess early in the morning. didn't say a word, you just stopped and said that it was no big deal, didn't you just love to wash your hair early in the morning, and boil water with milk. ”

can be a good person, an old lady, an old Song.

She lost her temper, it's not that you didn't hear it, you can take care of it if you want?

Qian Peiying went to the stove room and lifted the lid of the cauldron to watch the dishes.

Mrs. Ma choked, pursed the corners of her mouth, and glared at Qian Peiying's back secretly.

Now in San'er's house, she can't cure any of them. Well? That's weird, you say a word, there will always be eight sentences waiting to be sharpened on that side.

Alas, which old lady in the village is like her, she is angry, and she is less and less of a big boss.

Mrs. Ma didn't wait for the end of her complaints, "Why are you going?" ”

Song Fuling, who was dressed in men's clothes and had her hair up, came out and hurriedly asked her granddaughter.

"Go to the other side and see if the brothers have made cement."

"Didn't you try it a few times ago? It's not done, but don't bother with that, you delay their work again. ”

Mrs. Ma looked at her granddaughter's back at the gate:

It's useless.

A girl, isn't it good to eat some melons and fruits at home and read books?

Oops, I'm sad to death, and I play with mud when I'm idle all day.

After school, the babies came back, and this guy was happy for the children, a bunch of delicious food.

"Brother Little General is a fairy brother."

"That's right, the fairy is very good."

Mi Shou didn't rush to eat the loquat handed over by Qian Peiying, but hurriedly ran into the house, threw the schoolbag on the kang, and hugged the bronze mirror and began to look at himself.

Mi Shou stomped at his aunt while looking in the mirror: "Why don't you go to the school to call me, my brother hasn't seen me for a long time, and he should be serious enough to let him see what I look like." ”

Qian Peiying has already taken it, the mirror that Sizhuang bought, she and her daughter didn't use it much, Mi Shou took it eight times a day, but it was stinky and beautiful.

"He didn't let you call, for fear that it would affect your study. Okay, don't regret it, he'll be here anyway. ”

Patriarch Ren was also wrinkling his eyebrows at the people in the village: "General Dinghai and the county magistrate are here, don't you call me?" ”

Even if these people are angry and regretful, including Song Fuling and the whole village together, they are not as mixed as the Lu Pan who is driving.

Junzi deliberately threw off the groom and let him sit in the back car, and he came to catch the car alone, just to test whether it was successful.

"Young master, the little lady Guan begged for melons to eat."

The young master didn't glare at him.

"Young master, the little one also asked Mrs. to wash the loquat and eat it."

"Yes."

Junko understood, but it didn't work out.

If it is done, the young master will be happy in his heart, and he will be in the mood to discipline him.

In the blink of an eye, Junko's eyes turned red while swinging the whip to drive the car.

It's distressing.

Do you think that our young master is very powerful, how to hurt him, it doesn't matter what he says, it doesn't seem to hurt him, it doesn't seem to hurt, right?

Actually, that's camouflage.

My young master took out the hot and soft heart, you poured a basin of cold water on the heart, and asked him to take it back and pretend that it didn't matter, no one can stand it, right?

Along the way, Junko drove the car and didn't look back at the land side in the car.

Because his mind is full of the figure of the young master sawing, planing, filing, and grinding under the candlelight.

I was afraid that when I turned around, I cried out and said: "Young master, you are so miserable, how can you take out your heart and give it away for free, and people don't want it." "The girl's house is so annoying.

After Lu Pan returned home, he looked as usual, went straight to the backyard to play the iron room, and sat in the "workshop".

He didn't know, he went to the iron house to play everything and didn't need to say it, the old lady and the lady understood.

The old lady and the lady looked at each other: "Hit a wall?" ”