Seeing that both brothers were famous, the barbarian pillar was a little anxious: "Sister, you can give your brother another one, just be as loud as the second brother and the third brother." ”

“…… Belch? Jiang Xiaochi felt that the ink in his stomach was a little insufficient: "What is your surname?" ”

Everyone was stopped by this question.

What's the surname of the barbarian pillar, don't say it's a barbarian pillar, but the barbarian pillar doesn't know. Everyone knows that the barbarian pillar is a species left by bandits in the mountains, but who is his father, and the barbarian pillar mother didn't say it until he died.

rushed to the barbarian pillar's mother's mouth and sealed it strictly, and no one in the village dared to give the barbarian pillar and the mother two eyes. Who knows which hill people are good with, and they don't know how to sue in front of the king of Hades. Even if the grandfather of the barbarian pillar is crazy, the waist in front of the person is very straight, and he does not let his daughter suffer a little anger.

The barbarian pillar thought for a while: "I...... I...... I'll take my mother's surname, and I'll treat my mother as my grandmother...... Grandpa's door-to-door son-in-law, I have to follow my grandfather's incense...... Pick it up! ”

Everyone nodded, Jingmanzhu was a man. His grandfather has no son, so he is a daughter, and this time he should be able to close his eyes under Jiuquan.

Everyone didn't speak, and they invisibly reached a consensus: just like this, the incense may not be added to the ancestors.

Manzhuzi's grandfather's surname is Zhang, counting from Manzhuzi's grandfather's generation, and Zhang's mother-in-law has not been out of five suits, and they are still relatives.

"How is Zhang Qizhu? With this name for you, your grandfather's portal will definitely make you stand up. After saying this, Jiang Xiaochi suddenly felt that he was talented, could it be that he was a tailor in his last life?

Song Lao Erhu looked at Jiang Xiaochi suspiciously: "Gluttonous girl, you really have been studying for two years?" "Although Song Lao Er is two years older than Jiang Xiaochi, he goes to school late and Jiang Xiaochi happens to be in the same class, and he also goes to school for two years, Jiang Xiaochi's culture is not higher than his own.

Jiang Xiaochi was afraid of revealing his feet, so he said nonsense: "Can you compare with me, and don't look at who my father is?" My dad has a cultural class every day in the army, and it is better to say two sentences to me casually than you to study for half a year. In the end, Jiang Xiaochi was afraid that Song Lao Er would not believe it, so he hurriedly pulled Mrs. Zhang's arm and said, "Milk, did you say it?" ”

Although Mrs. Zhang had never seen Jiang Dalin teach Jiang Xiaochi a cultural class, Jiang Dalin knew that he was literate and knew about it, so she nodded and responded: "Chi'er's father is not only educated, but also writes well, when Chi'er's father was alive, the posters on the blackboard in the army were all written by Chi'er's father." ”

No one has any doubt that Jiang Xiaochi is cultured now, and his father is cultured - with his roots!

Song Lao Er took a sip of wine, and was a little upset: If you don't discuss with Teacher Miao Miao, you can listen if you have nothing to do.

Except for Song Lao Er, all of them are famous and famous, and the second and second children of the general manager also feel ashamed when they call Song Lao Er: "Or, you will also name me a gluttonous girl?" ”

“…… Belch? No way, no way! Jiang Xiaochi was so frightened that he hurriedly waved his hand: "I have a deep enough knot with your father Liangzi, so you don't need to block me in the middle." ”

Everyone listened to this reasoning, and they all persuaded Song Lao Er not to make a fool of himself, and he had nothing to do to hate him.

There were many dishes and enough food, and several people ate until midnight, and then they were willing to come out of Jiang Xiaochi's house.

Everyone left, and arranged for Mrs. Zhang's son Jiang Xiaotang to sleep, and Jiang Xiaochi had time to enter the space to take a look.

There are a lot of foreign affairs at home, and farming and getting rich is the main line. This time when I entered the space, the aura of the space changed again, and the spring water gushed a little more spirituality during the day, and several springs gushed out scattered around the space.

Jiang Xiaochi doesn't know what meritorious things he has done, eighty percent of it is related to Wang Er's leprosy, it seems that he will have a snack on Wang Er's leprosy in the future, and Mrs. Zhang seems to be right in recognizing these godchildren.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Xiaochi was too lazy to summon Lao Hu, and happily went around several springs.

The breeze is slow, the spiritual spring is surging, with the clucking rooster, the small green and neat vegetable garden, if he didn't know that this is his own spiritual spring space, Jiang Xiaochi still thought that he had no intention of breaking into the outdoor peach garden.

Time was pressing, and he was afraid that Mrs. Zhang would wake up and find that she was not on the kang, so Jiang Xiaosi simply cleaned up the space again, and saw that the chicken pen and vegetable garden were almost tidy up, so he came out of the space to sleep.

After tossing and lackluster in the past two days, Jiang Xiaochi planned to have a good night's sleep, but before dawn, there were people in the courtyard who were busy for a while.

Jiang Xiaochi narrowed his eyes: "Who?" ”

The figure in the courtyard flickered, and the voice was extremely low: "It's me, second child." ”

Song Lao Er? Jiang Xiaochi hadn't returned from Zhou Gong's wandering yet, looking at the sky that had not yet turned white: "What kind of nerves do you have, you haven't eaten a lot of meat?" ”

Song Laoer's voice was extremely low, for fear of being heard by the neighbors: "This...... That ......" Zhiwu continued for a long time: "I pulled out the grass in the yard, watered the vegetable garden, and made it, and I left." ”

“…… It's too early, right? Jiang Xiaochi looked at the sky again, and made sure that it was not a cloudy day.

"It's late, I'm afraid of being looked at, and my parents know and can't live in peace." Song Lao Er was like a thief: "I'll go first, I'll go and chop two bundles of firewood to send to you, you have to go to work in a while, and rest more." ”

Jiang Xiaochi was speechless, just Song Lao Er was so tossed, I was afraid that he would not be able to do the daily task of chopping wood. Jiang Xiaochi knew that Song Lao Er stuffed his sister into his heart, and he couldn't stand the sleepiness, so he was too lazy to argue with Song Lao Er, so he planted his head on the pillow and continued to meet Zhou Gong.

When Jiang Xiaochi woke up again, the genius was slightly bright, and two bundles of firewood had already been placed in the courtyard, and there was no shadow of Song Laoer. As for why Jiang Xiaochi woke up so early, of course it couldn't be a natural awakening, and she was very familiar with the figures of the three young men in the yard.

Wang Shouyi (Wang Erleprosy) saw that Jiang Xiaochi was awake, and waved his hand excitedly, and Liu Sanliang (Liu Sanman) and Zhang Qizhu (Manzhu) also wagged their tails excitedly. Wang Erlezi pointed to the room and said, "Have I woken up?" Our brother brought the stones first, and then built the courtyard wall of the house in a while. "The one who said is not outside, look at this situation, and build a shack for the straw outside.

Seeing that there was movement in the courtyard, Mrs. Zhang woke up as soon as she turned over: "Chi'er, who is coming from the courtyard?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi laughed twice: "Milk, the third grandson you newly recognized yesterday came to honor you?" ”

Mrs. Zhang couldn't see it, and she was about to go down to the ground with a pair of small feet: "What do you honor me?" If they dare to bring trouble to things, look at my crutch and cut them no. "Mrs. Zhang has no bottom in her heart, why did she soften her heart and accept so many three scourges.

Jiang Xiaochi was afraid that Mrs. Zhang would fall, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Milk, my three brothers are moving stones to build a courtyard wall for our family, maybe you can really get the filial piety of these three grandsons in the future!" ”

Mrs. Zhang couldn't believe it, she thought that the three of them dug out their livers and lungs yesterday and said wine, but they didn't expect that they would do what they said, as if they were doing things seriously.

Mrs. Zhang pricked up her ears and listened to the sound in the courtyard, "Ding Ding" is indeed the sound of moving stones. His face suddenly turned into a flower: "Chi'er, you go to cook on the fire, keep righteousness and do things seriously, you can't let the three children lose their stomachs." ”

Jiang Xiaochi answered, and was busy cooking, but he was stopped by Mrs. Zhang: "Did you have any rice brought by Shouyi yesterday, do something to do, and work hard to get hungry." ”