Although Boss Song's character is not very good, he also belongs to the kind of thief who has a thief's heart and no thief's guts, and can move out of such a thing with Gai Ling, Jiang Xiaochi can think of it when he closes his eyes, Boss Song must be in the way of Gai Ling.

As for why Jiang Xiaochi hates Gai Ling, the reason for it is not at all, so he can't look down on good-looking and embarrassed.

You live so chicly, how can they live ugly?

In other words, when Jiang Xiaochi first arrived at this body, he felt that this frame was not only ugly, it was simply terrifying. Who knew that in the past few days, he has been coaxed by Song Laoer's eyes, and even Jiang Xiaochi has a little swelling in the mirror.

Maybe I'm a woman who has changed eighteen times, and the more I change, the better I look.

Because of the rain, the soil was damp, and the work of digging the well could not continue. Jiang Xiaochi and Da Shunzi left Guo Zhiyou's house and rushed home with shovels.

The weather at the end of May and June was the first rain again, and the two were extremely excited.

There is no formal marriage, and even if Song Lao Er doesn't want to go home, he has no suitable excuse to die at Jiang Xiaochi's house. Until Jiang Xiaochi was sent to the door, Jiang Xiaochi had no intention of inviting him in at all.

Song Lao Er hesitated, and kept lingering at the door of Jiang Xiaochi, how could he pass by Jiang Xiaochi's eyes with that little bit of caution.

Jiang Xiaochi was a little worried in his heart, and Song Lao Er jumped up and wanted to leave his unobtrusive home. Where to arrange Song Lao Er later, this is really a problem for Jiang Xiaochi.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the excitement of the spring rain after a long drought subsided, Jiang Xiaochi only felt a chill on his body, and suddenly sneezed.

Song Lao Er was immediately distressed when he heard this, and he was annoyed that he had let Jiang Xiaochi carry so much rainwater.

Aunt Zhu next door had an obscure look in her eyes, and glanced at Uncle Zhu lying on the kang with nothing to do: "Hey, old man." You say that why is it that I look at the gluttonous girl next door a little hard, and the ugly one is not as bad as before? ”

Uncle Zhu turned over disapprerovingly: "It's good that you're worried, no matter how good-looking you are, I don't want her to be our daughter-in-law." Besides, I don't have Song Lao to be calculating, and after pit my daughter and son, I have a lot of calculations in my heart. ”

Aunt Zhu agreed: "Go out and stumble more, and let the people in the village point fingers." ”

As soon as the old couple chatted here, there should have been a burst of inopportune scolding.

You don't have to guess to know that this is from the old Song family.

Aunt Zhu pouted: "This second child is just about to get married, and it has only been stopped for a few days, this is to force the child away!" ”

Unexpectedly, it was indeed Boss Song's voice who screamed for mercy this time, and then it was Boss Song's call in a different way. No matter how loud the rain is, you can hear it clearly when you live in front and back.

There was a sound of ping-pong, and Jiang Xiaochi's scalp tingled when he heard it.

This time it was Song Lao Bolt who beat people, and the one with the sole of the shoe was pumping loudly, and with the rain, he actually knocked out the beat of the duet. "I'll let you run to the young people if you're fine! I'll make you obsessed with that vixen! ”

Boss Song cried a handful of snot and tears: "Dad, you agree to the matter between the two of us, the two of us...... We both ......."

Seeing that Song Boss was about to talk nonsense, Song Lao Xuan pulled back the words that Song Boss brought to his mouth with a shoe.

Far away, Jiang Xiaochi could also feel Boss Song's excited voice: "You are partial, you all propose marriage to the second child, why don't you consider me when I am the boss?" ”

Educated youth, Sao fox, don't ask, the person who Song Lao scolded must be Gai Ling. Jiang Xiaoikehara only knew that Boss Song was stupid, but he didn't know that he was still a cute stupid. The parents helped to design the major events in life so thoughtfully, and they actually quarreled with their parents on the issue of men and women.

In the usual words of rural people, that is to leave things. Just wants to be a soldier and marry a daughter-in-law, how blind is his capable second uncle!

Jiang Xiaochi cocked his ears and wanted to continue listening, but Song Lao's scolding voice gradually became quieter, and he twitched a few times in the yard, and seeing that Song Boss did not beg for mercy, he dragged Song Boss into the house and continued to fight.

Song Lao Er looked at Jiang Xiaochi and tried to control his little expression: "Ah! My dad is angry, and I will hit the gun on the head when I go back at this time, so why don't you let me go into the house to avoid the rain, and then go home when my dad is angry. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Jiang Xiaochi to agree, while Jiang Xiaochi hesitated, Song Lao Er pushed open the courtyard door and walked inside, and as he walked, he couldn't stop shouting proudly: "Milk!" I'm coming! I don't have anything to eat at home, I'm hungry! ”

Jiang Xiaochi has one head and two big heads. For her, the most troublesome person in the Song family is here, how can she still be in the mood to stand outside in the rain and listen to the root of the wall.

No matter how reluctant he was, he followed Song Lao Er inside, thinking that sovereignty should be declared in the future, and you are a son-in-law who comes to the door, and you can't take the lead!

First of all, Jiang Xiaotang poked out his little face from the house, and there were still droplets of water on his head, as if he was excited about the rain and played in the rain.

Mrs. Zhang heard the voice of Song Lao Er, and immediately groped to get off the kang. Jiang Xiaotang was clever, and walked out with Mrs. Zhang in his arms. "Yes! Yes! When is my grandson-in-law hungry, when is there there! Mrs. Zhang said, and hurriedly beckoned Jiang Xiaotang to cook on the fire.

There is a lack of materials, and it is good to say that it is good to cook on fire. Only from Mrs. Zhang, there are a few grandsons of Wang Er's leprosy, and a few people who are a little good go to Mrs. Zhang's Song, if they don't know that this is a godfather, otherwise they will be able to reunite with their long-lost grandchildren.

A large pot of hot porridge with air-dried meat, with a few bud rice noodles, and a pot of salty dried radish strips. It was steaming, and the whole cottage was suddenly warm.

The meal was ready, and the clothes on Jiang Xiaochi and Song Lao'er were also dried by the fire. The chill subsided, and there was a burst of warmth on the body.

Jiang Xiaotang helped Jiang Xiaochi add a bowl of porridge: "Sister, I have nothing to do at home, or tomorrow you go to Master Guo's house to dig a well, and I will help you in the past." ”

Jiang Xiaochi knew what Jiang Xiaotang meant by this, and looked at Song Lao Er a little confused: "Why do you mention the stubble of work again, you are not allowed to make trouble for me when the child is older, and you can honestly stay at home with good milk." ”

Compared with Boss Song, what kind of life did Song Elder and Jiang Xiaotang live before, Jiang Xiaochi really complained about the two brothers and sisters.

Jiang Xiaotang looked aggrieved: "But with that little work at home and outside the home, I can't eat at home for nothing every day." ”

Jiang Xiaochi didn't care: "Which child didn't eat at home for nothing when he was a child, and he can only repay it when he grows up." Besides, didn't you bring the land, I don't say anything, I don't say anything, and others can still cross the courtyard wall to chew the root of the tongue? ”

Jiang Xiaotang: "Sister, but I have to find something serious to do!" I've never been so idle, and I always feel empty and panicked all day long. ”

Ding dong! The child is looking for something to do, and the method is very simple for Jiang Xiaochi.

Jiang Xiaochi flipped through the kang cabinet with his hand, as if he was laboriously digging through a notebook.

Song Lao Er looked at it, and the book cover was very familiar: primary school textbook, first grade!

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