For Li Sima, this is the basic essentials of survival.

Just like eating and drinking tea, it has become an indispensable and very ordinary thing in life.

Patting the boss's sycophant, although he can't be rich and expensive, no matter what, with a good errand or promotion opportunity, the first thing the boss thinks of must be a good sycophant, not Xue Changshi's nostrils.

Li Sima's kung fu is not the kind of shallow eyelids and tricks, and people can't find fault with their official work.

For example, I usually go to the store to collect a management fee or something.

If Li Sima went to collect it, then Wang Erlang would have to be his godson, Lao Li Tou would have to call him a brother, and the old grandmother who sold sugar crisp fruits would have to recognize him as his godson.

The three of them were eager to stuff all the silver in their pockets into Li Sima's hands.

The person was replaced by Xue Changshi, and the treatment was quite different, and everyone just wanted to shoot him to death with bricks.

Li Sima has three meals a day all year round, and he praises others every day in the morning and dusk, and this is the first time he has heard people other than Daddy and Auntie praise him, and he was moved to tears.

Hu Dajing watched Li Sima wipe his tears with the sleeves made of Qingzhou Xianwen Aya, and blew his nose, it was really nothing.

The key is that Li Sima blew her nose with a "uh-ah-" sound, which made her very dramatic, and all she thought about in her mind were some behaviors that she couldn't bear to look at directly.

I want to laugh, but I don't dare to laugh.

I had to touch my face with my fingers and pretend to wipe my tears.

I can understand why people here shed cheap tears at every turn, so as to win the sympathy of others.

Hu Dajing's tears are now falling when he says they are gone, unlike before, when he twisted his jaw hard, his eyes were about to fall off, but his tears were like a great drought, and he just couldn't get down.

With the last "Uh-huh-"

Li Sima blew his nose, his nose was red, and he said seriously: "Jing Niang, don't pull other people's sleeves casually in the future." ”

Seeing that things were stable, Hu Dajing arched his hand and said: "Uncle Li, adults don't remember villains, your true temperament is simply a model in the past life and a model for future generations." ”

Li Sima was shocked, in terms of sycophancy, there was someone more powerful than him!

Li Sima Ru Boya met his son, so many years, he has been lonely on this road for too long.

originally thought that Hu Dajing was unpleasant, but I didn't expect that among the many juniors who were comparable to fishes, Hu Dajing was a dazzling pearl.

"The future is terrifying, and the future is immeasurable!" Li Sima simply rolled up the other sleeve to his shoulders as well.

The two big arms, which had not been burned by the sun, were very white and dazzling in the moonlight.

"Uncle Li, it's too heavy, these eight words are too heavy." Hu Dajing is very modest.

It's not a question of whether she can afford it, but she thinks that the sycophants are better than others, which is not something to be proud of.

"Such modesty is even more rare!" Li Sima smiled from ear to ear, "Whoever bullies you in the future, tell my uncle that I will kill him." ”

Hu Dajing instantly raised ten notches in Li Sima's heart, from dust to branches.

Hu Dajing smiled on his face and showed his biceps: "Thank you Uncle Li for your kindness, I can do it alone." ”

The wind blew again, and the barking of dogs could be heard in the distance.

Only then did Hu Dajing realize that there was no meat on his arms, and some of them were overdressed, so he slowly put his hand on the top of his head and touched his head.

Li Sima smiled, stretched out his arm and invited: "There are many mosquitoes here, it's getting late, I'll go back after dinner." ”

Hu Dajing looked up at the bright moon and said politely: "Since Uncle Li sincerely invited, then I am not welcome." ”

If it was put before the sleeve pulling incident, Li Sima wished that Hu Dajing would get out of the house quickly, as far as he could.

Li Sima now believes that Hu Dajing is his bosom friend, and it is difficult to find a bosom friend, so he has to entertain him well, and the two of them exchange their experience and take care of each other.

"You're welcome." Li Sima waved his hand and smiled.

Hu Dajing didn't expect that he would easily take down the old stubbornness in the city and establish a deep friendship.

She touched her belly, which was selling cuteness at the moment, and still said modestly: "Excuse me, Uncle Li is really hospitable." ”

"Wherever and wherever there are friends from afar, it is very happy."

"My dad is half as generous as you, and I can happily eat two less bowls of rice."

"Hu Dalang is a black-hearted ...... who picks the door"

One old and one young touted all the way to the main hall.

……

"Yao'er, it's time to eat."

The third aunt laid out the meal, and turned her head to find that the small figure in front of the bookcase was gone.

Dizhu and Yucui were sitting opposite each other in the court, Yucui frowned and looked at the red cotton yarn rope wrapped around Dizhu's hand, and her fingers kept trembling.

"Two little ladies, what are you playing?"

Dizhu and Yucui hurriedly stood up, looked at the third aunt standing in the courtyard and hurriedly said hello: "Hello Rong Xiaoniang, we just played with the flower rope." ”

"Flip the rope?" The third aunt wondered, she had never heard of such a thing.

Desire Cui Xin said bluntly: "This is what the little lady taught us, and we will teach you to play." ”

The third aunt is kind, and the embroidery work is good, if the little maid in the house does not understand something in the needlework and embroidery, she will come to the third aunt for advice, and the third aunt is also helpful.

Over time, there were not so many restraints between the maids and the third aunt.

The third aunt smiled and said, "Okay, I'll ask you for advice another day." ”

Xindao, Jing Niang's child has really changed.

Dizhu tugged at the sleeves of Yucui's clothes and said with a smile: "Is there something wrong with Rong Xiaoniang?" ”

Although the two courtyards are connected, the third aunt never comes to Tianshui Courtyard.

"Nothing?" The third aunt smiled, "Is Jing Niang here?" I burned a fish and wanted to invite her over to taste it. ”

Dizhu said proudly: "The little lady went to Xue Changshi's house and went to discuss and learn from Xue Xiaolangjun." ”

In the past, Hu Dajing said that he would go to someone to study, but no one believed it, because with the previous cases of desperate reading, reading became a reason for Hu Dajing to do anything.

"Oh, that's a shame." The third aunt said absentmindedly.

"Please rest assured, when the little lady comes back, the maid will tell the little lady."

The third aunt said "um" and left in a hurry.

Hu Dajing doesn't seem to have come back, where will Yao'er go?

"Why do I think Rong Xiaoniang is preoccupied?" Yu Cui frowned.

"She's always like this, just get used to it." Dizhu sat cross-legged, "Come, continue to play with the flower rope." ”

The third aunt searched around the house, and under the shadow of the doorpost outside the house, she saw the little figure, and couldn't help but shout sadly: "Yao'er." ”

Hu Yangyao turned around, saw A-Niang, and hurriedly pounced: "A-Niang, I was wrong, the third sister hasn't come back yet." ”