Chapter Ninety-Three: It's Not Chen Shimei

Jiang Xiaochi didn't want to hesitate on this matter anymore, for himself, being indefinitely married to Song Lao Er was a formality.

The captain's daughter-in-law read her mouth and continued to speak, but Jiang Xiaochi sent her away with a word: "Auntie, I haven't said I agree, and I'm afraid that Song Lao Er will be Chen Shimei when I come to Japan." Now advocating marital autonomy, Song Lao Er looks good, I don't look at it in front of me, maybe I hook up outside. If Song Lao Er really changed his mind that day, my youth would have been spent in his time, and if he wanted to find it again in the future, no good people would dare to come and mention it. ”

Except for Song Lao Er, there is no one in the house who doesn't have a headache for Jiang Xiaochi, what kind of thinking is this, Song Lao Er is afraid of being dumped, Jiang Xiaochi is also afraid of being dumped, they all have this heart and immediately agree how good, why waste these mouths here?

Jiang Xiaochi made a big action in digging a well, his head hurt when he stopped, his lower abdomen rolled for a while, and he really wanted to go back to the kang for a while, and Song Lao Er didn't mind if he went. You look good, and you will definitely be Chen Shimei in the future.

Jiang Dawu knocked on the cigarette bag and finally spoke: "Don't make noise, everyone, in this year, whoever is married doesn't want one or two bags of grain." If the greedy girl recruits relatives and doesn't need food, she can't decide where to find it in the future. ”

Jiang Xiaochi ventriloquisted: Is it good that I am not short of food now? If you really meet the impulsive, it is possible to carry two bags of grain in exchange for pressing the village. Think about the character of Song Laozhuan and his family, Song Lao is obscene, how good can such a brother be. Anyway, there is no need to visit the church, there is nothing wrong with simply coming down, thinking of this, Jiang Xiaochi finally spit out: "Uncle is right, Uncle is the master of this matter, I will listen to Uncle." ”

Hearing Jiang Xiaochi's words, including Song Lao Er, the people in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Lao Er grinned: "Uncle, I'll move over tomorrow, and I'll take care of all the work of the greedy girl's family in the future." In the future, from morning to night, I will only look at the greedy girl, so as not to let people chew their tongues behind their backs and say that I am Chen Shimei. ”

Song Lao Er has a reason, as long as he is married, he must move over. If your parents change sex one day, maybe they will dig a hole to calculate themselves. As for Jiang Xiaochi, Song Lao Er is really happy. I don't believe it, after I see the sky around the front and back, the gluttonous girl of the childhood sweetheart has not changed her mind one day.

Jiang Dawu's face was a little unbearable, whose aunt was so in a hurry, and the eight villages in ten miles were so stunned.

Jiang Dawu looked at Song Laoshuo: "Brother Laoshuo, what do you think of this matter?" ”

Song Lao held this breath in his chest: "The child is not sensible and reckless, I will discipline and discipline him well when he goes back." ”

Jiang Dawu nodded habitually, and Song Laoer's face turned green: "Uncle, you have to call the shots for me." The gluttonous girl is short-faced, not to mention anything else, the gluttonous girl is a girl who feeds milk and feeds my sister-in-law, just rushing to this point, what's wrong with me going over in advance to help support the door?

Do you have to let the gluttonous girl starve to death once before the villagers can stop chewing the root of their tongue? ”

After Song Lao Er finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Xiaochi with embarrassment: "I don't ask others, I'll ask you for a happy word, are you willing to hire me as a son-in-law?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi's face was stiff, and he was really patient and didn't squeak.

Aunt Song retreated a little, and secretly ripped off the sleeves of Song Lao's button. Song Laozhuan knew very well in his heart that if he didn't spit out today, the debt collector in his own family might still dig a pit and bury himself.

"If you can't live, you can help with the work, we are serious people, so as not to make people talk nonsense." Jiang Xiaochi is diligent, not to mention his strength, and has the skill of digging wells, if Song Laozhuan wants such a money tree, Song Laozhuan is really reluctant.

Song Laoxuan's eyes flashed, and the same old and cunning eyes, where could Jiang Xiaochi's eyes be missed.

Song Lao Er is a stunned person to Jiang Xiaochi, but Song Lao Bolt is different, a sinister and cunning old fox, even his daughter can be sold, his son can calculate, and there is something that cannot be done in the future.

The inexplicable Jiang Xiaochi had an idea in his mind, that is, he had to fish Song Lao Er out of the house, and if he didn't say anything else, he would rush at Aunt Song every day to whip Song Lao Er with a burning stick, and Jiang Xiaochi felt bored. In the future, they were engaged to themselves, and the two of them continued to smoke like this, which was to slap themselves in the face.

"I think it's okay for the second child to come and live!" Jiang Xiaochi opened his mouth coldly, and all the people in the room were startled.

Especially Song Lao Er, he was surprised for a while and didn't change his god.

Jiang Xiaochi had a cold face and said to Song Laoer: "What's the matter?" Asked you to come and live, and you are not happy again? ”

Song Lao Er immediately straightened his waist excitedly: "Happy!" I'll go back and touch my parents, and I'll move in early tomorrow morning. ”

Song Lao's face was crooked: "Nonsense!" Are you two children shameless? ”

Jiang Xiaochi immediately took over the words: "What did the uncle say, who doesn't only have a layer of muscles and bones, and can't wait to have a two-skin face to make a living, who is willing to do it with this face." ”

Song Lao Er didn't know that he could still be so scared, especially his own father, and he felt that exciting.

Jiang Xiaochi saw that he froze Song Lao Tie with one sentence, and his words swirled again, after all, whether Song Lao Er went or stayed was still in the hands of others.

Song Lao Shuan couldn't get over his face, and said to Mrs. Zhang with a gloomy face: "Old aunt, this is the precious granddaughter you taught?" ”

Mrs. Zhang's original temperament was bad, but when she came back to life after beating Jiang Xiaochi, Mrs. Zhang's attitude was different. What's the benefit of being weak and afraid of bullying, not to mention the loss of the stomach, it's not to let others step on the face?

Relying on the eldest generation, Mrs. Zhang said slowly: "Old bolt, it's also my aunt who can't stand you." Chi'er, I didn't have a mother to teach me since I was a child, my father died early, and my wife has been in a nest for a lifetime, so the child has to be able to support him loosely. ”

The pro still has to be knotted, and Song Laozhuan immediately turned the words back to the circle: "It's not a big deal, go back and let the second mother have nothing to do to help discipline and discipline, and the big and small things will pass." ”

Jiang Xiaochi was speechless, do you really dare to think about it, you are recruiting relatives, and you have to be angry with the old woman when you recruit relatives, where are you going to say this.

Who can't understand Song Lao's voiceover, maybe there will be some greed in the future.

But before Jiang Xiaochi could speak, Mrs. Zhang received it slowly: "Fortunately, my Chi'er is recruiting relatives, and she has a bad temper, and my wife is also used to it, thinking that she will definitely recruit relatives in the future, and she will be raised as a boy, and she has not taught any rules for serving her in-laws." The second child of your family is kind and angry, and the younger couple has a good relationship, so I guess I can't stand any anger. ”

Mrs. Zhang said so tactfully, after Jiang Xiaochi, the top door is a pillar, no matter how good your second child is, it is also a bowl of rice in the Duanjiang family.

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