This water poured out of this old man, are you blind and can't see, or are you deaf and can't hear? Roll on, get out there and sweep the yard! ”

"No, no." If he went, Wen Wen was afraid that she would throw away all her sanity and couldn't help but leave him behind.

"I went, and I brought back the sketches, and they were all here." Shan Jingming didn't understand why Xiaowen suddenly became very unhappy, thinking that she didn't hear what she said clearly, so she repeated it again, and her tone was not hurried or slow.

"Xiaowen, what's wrong?" Shan Jingming couldn't hear her muttering clearly, but he could roughly see that she was unhappy, and she was so distressed that she was screwed together,

"Did I say something wrong?"

"Yes, the guy who came to your house, he's the director of the publishing house." Shan Jingming looked at her even more puzzled, not understanding whether she was sad or happy, so he had to answer honestly: "He said that your painting is very good, and he accepted it, but I want to tell you the details." ”23.225.191.252,23.225.191.252; 0; pc; 2; This year, with the addition of Shan Jingming, there are a total of two conscripts in Qiuyu Village, and they barely reached the indicators given above.

"Hmm." A muffled voice came from the quilt.

"Okay, fourteen, it's a big girl." Shan Jingming had a light smile on his face, and the soft light in his eyes was so soft that he could turn into a person: "By the way, I gave my mother malt milk essence, and she was very happy and praised you for having a heart." Why can't you see enough? I won't be able to see you tomorrow, what will I do?

"Shut up! Don't shout, our mother is in the kitchen. After getting Wen Xiaocao's nod and reassurance, Wen Wen let go of him, snatched the letter from his hand, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise: "Brother Jingming wrote?" ”

"Is there a mistake? Or did you not go to the publishing house at all? "That's what parents think, it's a different idea for children.

What boy at the age of sixteen or seventeen has never fantasized about putting on a military uniform and standing in the barracks in a heroic and majestic manner?

Therefore, every time someone wants to go to the army, the boys of the whole village will gather around to have a good time.

"No, no." If he went, Wen Wen was afraid that she would throw away all her sanity and couldn't help but leave him behind.

In recent years, although every family has not had enough to eat, it is not really a dead end, and there are really few families who are willing to send their children to be soldiers.

It's true that there is a subsidy, but it's a life-fighting livelihood, and if you don't get it right, there will be no return.

"Don't worry, I will definitely go to see Aunt Liang often." Wen Wen thought of Aunt Liang, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"You're talking!" Wen Wen, who had been stumbling for a long time, ran out of physical strength and lost most of her patience. saw that Shan Jingming was still laughing, and he was out of breath for a while, so he pulled his arm, rolled up his sleeves and tried his best, and bit him hard.

"Is there a mistake? Or did you not go to the publishing house at all? Sleepless all night, Wen Xiaoshu knocked on Wen Wen's door early: "Hua Wa'er, are you really not going?" ”

"Well, he just asked me to hand it over to you. Originally, it was given to the eldest brother, but the elder brother wanted to go up the mountain to chop firewood, so he asked me to bring it back. ”

"Hmm." Wen Wen subconsciously agreed, and suddenly reacted for a long time, and hurriedly pulled his sleeve, a little excited and a little puzzled: "Next Wednesday?" Director Yang? ”