Song Lao Er: "When the junior leads the object into the door, I know what you are thinking about." I am the son who recruited out, and it is the eldest in the family who sets the door and posts.

Since you have all given the best thing to the boss, you should not calculate me anymore! ”

Song Laozhuan: "If you can't recruit out, you are not the third and second brothers." When your brother gets married, do you just sit idly by? ”

Song Lao Er puffed his head: "I can't forget my duty as an elder brother, but I don't want to care about big things."

Anyway, you haven't been worthy of me all these years, and I don't have any backbone for people to poke. ”

Saying a thousand things and ten thousand, after all, it is inseparable from a money word. Even if he was naughty at the beginning, is his parents not responsible for him?

Especially his attitude towards Jiang Xiaochi, he slapped his face again and again, especially when he got married and opened his mouth, Song Lao Er couldn't bear to continue to think about it.

Sometimes Song Lao Er also wants to ease, but he can't get rid of his awkward attitude, how he was kicked out in the first place, and he still cares about it.

At noon, when Aunt Song set up rules for Niu Huahua, Song Lao Er happened to be outside the door. Originally, he planned to go over to give Song Xiaosan a long face, but before he entered the house, he was blocked back by the words in the house.

What is said in the room is clear to the door, and anyone who listens to it will be chilled.

I didn't count the things I gave to my family before, but this time I didn't pay all the medical expenses, and I moved things home like this, why can't I get it back? As for paying attention to Jiang Xiaochi so badly?

Song Lao Er felt that he was habitually injured, and as soon as a man's atmosphere met the short of his parents, he couldn't be angry.

Song Lao bolted the nest fire, and he couldn't wait to chew the troublesome Song Ersheng: "Then you still plan to go home for this New Year?" ”

Song Lao Er: "I'll go home and discuss with the girl, I can't settle down on such a big matter alone!" ”

Song Lao Er turned around and left after speaking, Song Lao Bolt put his hands behind his back, although he was also very unhappy in his heart, but his son himself knew that the big head of the third child's marriage must be taken by Song Lao Er in the end.

This son of his is not understood by others, and he himself does not understand.

Song Laozhuan thought so, and smiled when he thought about it.

“…… Lao Tzu's team has just opened, and there are only a dozen people and seven or eight guns......"

As soon as Song Lao Er walked out not far away, he remembered Song Lao Xuan's proud singing behind him.

No one is more familiar with this song than Song Laoer, and he will sing it whenever Song Lao is proud.

He knew that he had the blood of the Song family, and he couldn't escape his parents' calculations from beginning to end.

Song Lao Er came home with a drooping face, and no one dared to take a stubble.

Mrs. Zhang and Huang Yufen didn't dare to speak out when they looked at the small cards in the East House, and it was the first time that Song Lao Er was so sullen.

There is no need to ask, I also know that Song Lao Er must have encountered something outside, or he can't look so sad.

Song Lao Er's face was not very good when he came back at noon, and now his face is even worse than human eyes.

Jiang Xiaochi understands Song Lao Er, and he can make him unhappy, and there can be no one else except for the old bolt.

Jiang Xiaochi pointed at Hou Cai and said softly, "Angry again?" ”

Song Lao Er nodded, trying to grin and show a smile: "It's still my daughter-in-law who understands me." ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "Laughing is like crying, it's really ugly." ”

Song Laoer: "I don't want a son if I want money." What's the matter, they can't all take advantage of all the good things. ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "Could it be that when the junior gets married, you really don't pay for it?" ”

Song Lao Er: "One yard is one yard, my parents are born to be unreasonable." ”

After Song Lao Er finished speaking, he seemed to remember something, and asked Jiang Xiaochi rhetorically: "I always feel that it is not too normal for Xiao San to bring back Niu Hua, and I haven't heard Xiao San talk about picking up the object back for the New Year." ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "I definitely didn't discuss it with your parents, but you couldn't have a chimney at your house yesterday, and I didn't prepare at all." ”

Song Lao Er: "The little third monkey is fine, I see that cow has a lot of flowers, maybe I have something in mind when I come to the door this time." This person just can't be taken care of. ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "You are a person, just follow your old Song family. Even if they all calculate, can they still calculate in our bones?

Besides, I think that in addition to loving to take advantage of a little advantage, the rest of the junior is quite close to your brother, which is better than the relationship between you and your eldest brother. ”

Song Lao Er blinked, when did he have a relationship, he didn't see any good face when the junior came over to eat.

Jiang Xiaochi: "The junior is married, you can take some if you want, anyway, I'm not a person who cares." It's my first time celebrating the New Year, and I don't want to find anything unpleasant for myself. ”

"Uh......? Your first Chinese New Year? Song Lao Er didn't understand.

Jiang Xiaochi knew that he had made a mistake, so he hurriedly changed his words: "No, let's get married for the first time for the New Year, we can't always be disturbed by troubles." ”

Song Lao Er put aside his doubts and nodded, Jiang Xiaochi was relieved: Seeing that there are four hundred chapters, Ya has finally passed a year, why is the author's rhythm so slow.

Song Lao Er also has his own careful thoughts: Yes, it's four hundred chapters, when will I be able to hold my son!

The laughter of the little couple came from the West House, and Mrs. Zhang and Huang Yufen were relieved. How big can Song Lao Er be, the child wants his mother to ask for a hug, which is hypocritical.

The twenty-ninth year passed in such a hurry, but no one dared to be sloppy on the thirtieth day.

If there are children at home, they put on their new clothes early, knowing that every family is carrying melon seeds and sugar, and they can't wait to immediately go from house to house with two empty pockets.

The older child holds incense in his hand, "Thorn slip! Bite! While! "One moment a small whip, another moment a monkey piercing the sky, frightened the timid child straight behind him.

Song Lao Er got up early, rolled up his sleeves and began to stew meat.

Jiang Lanying on the side was anxious, if this meat was stewed by Song Laoer, it would not be banned.

Since Jiang Lanying was born, Song Lao Er had never stretched out his fists and feet in the kitchen.

There is no way, Song Lao Er can only go outside to find his own use.

Jiang Xiaochi pulled out a chicken from the snow, this chicken was space, Jiang Xiaochi finished his legs and stuffed it into the snowdrift while no one was paying attention.

The chickens raised in the space absorb the essence of heaven and earth, the aura of the sun and the moon, and the water and soil of the space...... Jiang Xiaochi began to smash his mouth when he summed up this taste, and his saliva couldn't help but flow down.

Only one chicken was pulled out and not pumped well, and another chicken paw was exposed in the snow.

Song Lao Er scratched his head: "How do I remember that I killed a chicken that day?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi comforted: "My brain is not online, and I am confused day by day." ”

Before Song Lao Er had finished the taste, Jiang Xiaochi ran over with an axe and ran over to the chicken.

Song Lao Er's male self-esteem is bursting, this kind of bloody strength work, how can he be willing to use his delicate little daughter-in-law?

Before Song Lao Er could take the handle, Jiang Xiaochi went down with an axe, and a chicken immediately split it in half.

Song Lao Er: "......"

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