Zuo Zetang's black face: "How do you speak, Comrade Yan Youyou, what do you mean by fox friends and dog friends?" I was a like-minded friend. ”

Qing Soul suddenly thought that if the little brother asked her to work hard to look like a little girl, she was unexpectedly revealed as soon as she didn't get her heart done.

Although his image of a violent tiger girl has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, maybe it can be saved?

Blinking his eyes a few times, the green soul was pitiful: "Brother Ze, shouldn't the focus be on strawberries?" ”

"Okay, okay," the thorn girl suddenly became pitiful, as a brother who watched the thorn girl grow up, and often went out to play with her behind her back when she was a child, Zuo Zetang was inexplicably soft-hearted, although he knew that this dead girl was pretending, and her face couldn't stand anymore, "Isn't it just a strawberry?" Brother wants to find it for you. ”

"Then by the way, help me inquire about the person named Wang Jinping, what is the background of the family? I'm a little scared. ”

Zuo Zetang laughed angrily: "Are you afraid?" Alright, I'll help you find out. I'm quite familiar with that Zhang Jianjun, don't be rough at every turn in the future, a little girly? ”

"Cousin Ze, I know that you are the most righteous buddy."

The green soul patted him on the shoulder and praised him without hesitation.

Zuo Zetang seemed to smile: "Don't pretend?" ”

Green Soul: ...... If you're not careful, you'll fall apart. It can't be saved.

Qingjun on the side also sighed, there is no hope, I want my sister to become a lady, it is impossible in this life.

After Zuo Zetang left, Qi Heng asked Qing Soul: "Why are you beating people?" It's not really bad to hit someone. ”

Qing Soul raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "Shouldn't you fight?" ”

For a person who gives kindness to others, and after accepting it, not only does not have the slightest gratitude, but also makes sarcastic remarks, as a bitter master who is ridiculed, shouldn't she be beaten?

A person who doesn't know how to be grateful, doesn't care about giving kindness to people, and completely doesn't care about the life and death of his companions, just for his own pleasure, and completely ignores that her words and deeds may bring disaster to his companions, shouldn't such a person beat her?

Seeing that the green soul was unhappy, Qi Heng glanced at the green soul with some grievances.

Tsk, this aggrieved little look, coupled with his beautiful face, Qing Soul felt that his little heart was inexplicably plopping.

"It's not that you shouldn't fight," Qi Heng hesitated for a moment and decided to tell the truth, "I'm just worried that your hands hurt." ”

Green Soul: ......

Qingjun: ......

"Qi Xiaosan, you're enough. Just this dead girl, will she still have a sore hand? You should worry about the girl who was beaten by her, whether her face hurts or not! ”

Qingjun was simply angry with Qi Heng, shouldn't he criticize the little girl for being too violent? He was still worried about whether the dead girl's hands hurt or not!

It's over, I want to transform my sister and marry her, but there is no hope in this life. Looking at Qi Heng's little appearance again, Qingjun couldn't help but think about it one more step, maybe...... Or...... Possible......

Qi Heng muttered unconvinced: "I don't know that girl, and if she doesn't make it bad, will Xiao Wu beat her?" Hitting someone actually hurts yourself, and the interaction of forces ......"

Seeing that Qing Jun's eyes were becoming more and more unkind when he looked at him, Qi Heng didn't dare to say any more, and turned his face to look at Qing Soul: "Xiao Wu, your hand doesn't hurt, right?" ”

The corners of Qing Soul's eyes twitched slightly, and he said with a stiff face: "It doesn't hurt." ”

Qi Heng's face suddenly burst into an innocent and bright smile, which was particularly bright: "It's okay if it doesn't hurt, I'm afraid that you will hurt yourself by hitting someone." ”

The corners of Qingjun's eyes jumped, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Qi Xiaosan, what about your three views?" It hurts or not, it's not right to hit someone! She's a girl, girl! Do you understand? ”

Qi Heng was inexplicable: "I'm not a second egg who is only a few years old, I don't even distinguish between men and women, of course Xiao Wu is a girl, and she doesn't dress as a man." Isn't that something that everyone knows? Yan Xiaosi, you're not sick. ”

Qingjun: ...... Yes, I'm sick.

It's over, my brother is a second flute who lives in the second dimension, how can he break it if he can't communicate normally? Online, etc., urgently.

Qing Soul doesn't care about these two guys who can't live their lives without fighting twice a day, anyway, they don't have to look at it, every time the little brother is thundered by Qi Heng's anger, Qi Heng doesn't understand why he is angry, and his innocent look makes the little brother's angry internal injuries vomit blood.

Shaking her head, she went to work neatly.

A few days later, Zuo Zetang told Qing Soul about the results of his investigation.

Wang Jinping's uncle is the county magistrate of a county north of their city, her father used to be a high-ranking official in the province, and was sent to the countryside of another province because of the problem of Z governance. Her uncle was afraid that she would go to other places to endure hardship, so he put her in the countryside of the same city to take care of her, and found a relationship to arrange for her to be in the Dongfeng production brigade with excellent folk customs.

Zuo Zetang said: "It's such a background, so you don't have to worry, we are three generations of poor peasants, and our waists are hard, who are you afraid of?" Not to mention that it's just the county magistrate of the neighboring county, that is, the mayor, what can we do to the people who are growing in our roots in these years? ”

Speaking of this, Zuo Zetang said in a low voice: "The happiest HWBs in the commune have a little friendship with me, they are well-informed, and there is something to stand in your way." Let's stay in our own homes, and there is no reason to be bullied by outsiders. ”

Qing Soul is actually not worried at all, but she is still very grateful for the care of her brother who grew up together since childhood: "Thank you, cousin Ze." I knew you were the best. ”

Zuo Zetang rolled his eyes: "Don't pour me ecstasy soup, who wouldn't say good things?" Can't you give me something practical? ”

Qing Soul smiled and said, "It's not easy to actually? After the summer planting, let's go up the mountain to get some delicious tooth sacrifices? When the time comes, keep the stomach full of oil and water that you will eat. ”

Zuo Zetang rubbed her head: "Come on, then it's decided." ”

Qing Soul glared at him: "How old am I?" In the future, I will have nothing to touch my head and my hairstyle! ”

"Cut, isn't it just a big braid? When my brother was a child, I helped you tie your braids, and I remember the way you braided, a stinky and beautiful girl, and a hairstyle! Pull it down. ”

Look,That's the disadvantage of childhood sweethearts.,He knows everything about you.,Can you still be friends happily?

Zuo Zetang has been helping the green soul to check and fill in the gaps since he was a child, so he has been staring at the movement of the Zhiqing Academy, that Wang Jinping took leave and went out for two days, and after coming back, he stopped, because he was taught a lesson by the green soul and lost face, and he didn't squint at people for several days, and waited until the wheat was harvested, and there was no movement, thinking that she probably couldn't make any waves, otherwise she wouldn't have been depressed, and she wouldn't have turned on the screen, so Zuo Zetang put his mind on farming.

Farming is obviously tired like a dog, but it makes people's hearts full of joy.

Looking at the golden wheat waves, I thought that in a few days, it would become a granary full of grain, snow-white flour, soft and fragrant steamed buns, even the laziest dealer, at this time, he was full of energy.