111 You Don't Deserve It!
Xiao Qi was confused, but he was still very obedient: "Then Company Commander Qin, you are busy, I'll go get the latest issue of the newspaper!" β
He rolled on his sleeve.
One by one, none of them are used!
Qin Langqi's hand was crumpled.
Unintentionally lowered his head, Ning Yishu's face was wrinkled in the newspaper, and he hurriedly smoothed it out again.
He is not angry with Xiao Qi.
Xiao Qi is right, he is an ordinary civilian soldier, not one of the special forces in his grandfather's hands.
He was angry with the old lady.
actually scolded Ning Yishu.
It hurts to think about it!
Qin Lang was angry in his heart, and he didn't like what he saw.
"Xiao Zhou! What about the phone book! β
Xiao Zhou, the correspondent at the door, hurriedly ran in, and pulled out a phone book for Qin Lang in the innermost part of the filing cabinet.
Qin Lang took it and flipped it over.
The neighborhood committee is too small, and the phone number of the other party is not registered in the phone book.
Qin Lang didn't give up and dialed 114.
"I want the phone number of the office of the neighborhood committee!"
After a lot of effort, Qin Lang finally found the phone number of the neighborhood committee.
He dialed directly.
"Toot toot." It's just that no one answers the phone.
Qin Lang puffed up and beat over and over again.
Finally, when I don't know how many times, the phone was connected.
It was an aunt's voice: "So-and-so neighborhood committee, who is it?" β
Qin Lang sat up straight and was serious: "Hello, I am a certain newspaper, and today I sent a reporter to cover the matter of the best civilized alley." β
Auntie's voice suddenly became enthusiastic: "I know, comrade reporter, you called, did you want to publish a report to promote our area." β
"Auntie, today I read the manuscript of the reporter under my subordinates, and I feel that I can't praise your area, because you are uncivilized!" Qin Lang said solemnly.
Auntie: "...... A few meanings, how are we uncivilized? β
Qin Lang said: "In your area, there are still alleys where there is such a dross idea of patriarchy, and it is said that there are still people who rely on the old and sell the old, and the scolding of granddaughters is particularly ugly. β
"For this kind of feudal remnant, our newspaper deeply hates, and we can't publish it to you with our conscience, I'm sorry, goodbye!"
"Smack!"
Qin Lang hung up the phone.
Scolding Dr. Ning?
He can't clean up Old Lady Ning, can't he find someone to clean up?
Qin Lang took out the walkie-talkie with Ning Yishu from the deepest part of the drawer.
Confused, he opened a special channel for this walkie-talkie.
"Call Dr. Ning, call Dr. Ning!"
"Last time, I was wrong, I'm sorry."
"I will compensate you for the grievances I have suffered."
"If someone else gives you a grievance, I will help you collect interest!"
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Qin Lang was still paralyzed, but his eyes were gentle.
After saying that, he quickly turned off the walkie-talkie and threw it back into the drawer with a red face.
The last time he ate, Qin Lang had already told Ning Yishu about the frequency of the walkie-talkie, and he didn't know if she would use it.
Probably won't use it, after all, they deliberately pretended not to know him and beat him as a thief.
Ay......
If Ning Yishu knew how to use it, he would still be embarrassed to say such a meaty thing.
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"Thorn la la-"
With Qin Lang's last shout, Ning Yishu, who was sitting at home preparing to write a diary, also blushed.
Yesterday, Qin Lang pretended to be injured and came to the hospital to sympathize.
Ning Yi was choked with anger.
I got off the night shift today, and I went home and fell asleep.
It's half an afternoon when I wake up.
The old lady Ning downstairs was oops, and scolded when she saw her.
Ning Yishu didn't go down to look for it, so he took out the diary from the drawer, and then touched the walkie-talkie that was thrown in the deepest part.
She was idle and bored, fiddling for a while, and turned to the frequency that Qin Lang said.
There was a stabbing sound, but there was no sound.
She didn't want to talk to Qin Lang either, so she didn't turn off the phone, so she just threw it at hand.
I was writing in my diary when the walkie-talkie rang.
What Qin Lang said was all heard by Ning Yishu.
Ning Yishu: "......"
She held the walkie-talkie and stared at it for a long time.
What is this young man going to do?
Isn't that enough to add to the chaos?
Forget it, forget it, I don't want to, I feel angry when I think about it!
Ning Yishu threw the walkie-talkie back into the drawer.
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Mrs. Ning's waist was bent and she asked a doctor to come and see her.
The doctor said that it was just a muscle twisted and it was good to lie down for two days.
Where does she stay?
Her grandson was not at home, she was not tired, and she thought that the house was too stuffy, so she ran to the living room.
She leaned on the couch and flipped through a photo album.
"Hao, what does the Zhang family want, I don't know if you eat well, sleep well, miss grandma?"
After making the meal, Wang Xiaoqin, who came out of the kitchen, rolled her eyes.
If it weren't for Ning Yishu's kindness, Mr. Ning would give more money, and she wouldn't be here to serve Mrs. Ning.
Wang Xiaoqin packed the food into the tray and personally served it to Ning Yishu and Ning Kexin upstairs.
When Mrs. Ning saw it, she was angry and scolded with a black face.
No one paid any attention to her.
Just as he was scolding, there was a sudden clanging outside the courtyard door, knocking on the courtyard wall of the Ning family.
It was also mixed with the voice of Director Tao of the Street Neighborhood Committee: "Be a little smarter, take off the brand of Lao Ning's five good civilized families!" β
When Mrs. Ning heard this, she was anxious!
In recent years, the city has paid attention to the civilized atmosphere.
Each alley will be evaluated as a "five good civilized family".
Mrs. Ning walks in the area and speaks hard, not only because of her two sons, but also because she is rated as a five-good civilized family every year.
Don't look at it as just a small brand, it can represent the honor and face of the extremely beautiful scenery.
In this life, Mrs. Ning is fighting for face.
Now if someone wants to rip off her face, it is equivalent to her life!
Old Mrs. Ning struggled to get up, but her waist was not strong.
She shouted at the top of her voice: "Xiao Wang, Xiao Wang, Wang Xiaoqin!" β
Wang Xiaoqin went downstairs: "Old lady, what's the matter?" β
"I didn't hear the noise outside, you go and see who is so bold to pick up the brand of our five good civilized families!"
Wang Xiaoqin hated Mrs. Ning, but the master ordered her to do it.
She went over and opened the door.
Director Tao of the neighborhood committee, the aunt who answered the phone, was crossing her waist and directing the two people to remove the signs.
The sign is already halfway off.
When Director Tao saw Wang Xiaoqin coming out, he didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly: "Is your old lady here?" β
"Yes, sit in your house for a while?" Wang Xiaoqin smiled and turned sideways to make way for her.
Director Tao and the others took off the sign and led people into the courtyard of the Ning family.
When Mrs. Ning saw that it was her through the window, her angry teeth creaked.
She has a good face, loves to show off, and when she goes out, everyone compliments her, saying that she has raised two good sons.
Only this Director Tao, every time everyone praised the old lady, he began to show off the eldest grandson of the other party who studied abroad and got a green card.
As soon as everyone heard this, they didn't revolve around Mrs. Ning, but around Director Tao.
Mrs. Ning hates this Director Tao who loves to steal her limelight.
Without waiting for Director Tao to walk into the living room, Mrs. Ning exclaimed: "Why are you picking up our brand!" β
Director Tao is not good: "Because you are not worthy!" β