One Hundred and Two The End is an Iron Rooster
Momo took the thing, thanked her sweetly, and then put the cigarette in the small bag she was carrying diagonally, and the rice candy was held in her right hand.
Saying goodbye to the proprietress Dou Mei'e with a smile, the little guy happily ate the rice candy and prepared to go back with cigarettes.
She didn't take two steps before she saw the backs of the three cubs leaving just now.
Wang Mengzi, who was strong, carried Qian Dai, who was unable to hang on both sides because he was unconscious with his hands, and Zhuo Yihu was holding Qian Dai's back and protecting Qian Dai's side.
It's not that they don't want to leave with the little boss like they did last time.
Just saw a lifeless little boss, they thought that the little boss was hurt a lot this time, and they were about to carry the little boss away like last time, but they only touched the little boss's arm, and the little boss's painful cold sweat came out.
There was really no way, Zhuo Yihu came up with a new idea, let Wang Mengzi carry the little boss on his back, and he would support the little boss to prevent him from slipping off the back of the fierce son.
As long as they carry the little boss out of this small street and stay on the street in front, there will be more vehicles there, and they can hail a rickshaw and quickly take the little boss home to see the injury.
Momo looked at the three little cubs who left in a hurry, looked at their backs, smashed their mouths, and shook their heads.
She has to admire, this little cub called the money bag is really an existence that uses his life to die!
Chewing rice candy, he went back to the end of the family business, but he would not sympathize with Qian Dai and the others.
She only knew that the people who came to the door to beg for beatings didn't fight for nothing, and she didn't think about what kind of situation Qian Dai was like this time this time.
Wang Zhuo and the others, still with money to wear, went to the ancient head to see a doctor.
Touching Qian Dai's hands, the old head knew that one of the little guy's arms had been removed.
For this Qian Dai, who was injured in a fight and often patronized himself, the ancient head was also powerless to complain.
I have the heart to educate him, let him not do it with others at every turn, but when I think of it, I also rely on their little guys to visit the doctor, so I can have a meager income, and after I can make myself live a stable life, no matter how much education the ancient head has in his heart, he can't say anything.
The old head solemnly said to Qian Dai: "Hey, I have a long ability, I hurt my little brother last time, how long has it been?" This time it's good, even the arms are unloaded! You can! Bear with it, it hurts a little!"
Qian Dai was said by the old head, and his face turned white all of a sudden, and he didn't know if it was ashamed or painful.
Qian Dai glanced at the old head, didn't explain anything, and replied lightly: "Do it, I'm not afraid of pain!"
The old head fiddled with Qian Dai's arm with both hands, and his mouth was very polite.
"Hey, I said money boy, you still have a long ability! You're tough, I just don't know, is your injury this time from the same person's hand again? It's so nice to be blown up and unarmed, right?"
"You! Ah......h
Qian Dai's self-esteem is already very strong, seeing his black history, he was so sarcastically mentioned by the old head, Qian Dai is old and stable in his heart, after all, he is also a half-old boy.
When the temper came, Qian Dai wanted to refute the old head, but before he could say anything, the old head saw the opportunity to act, clicked, and neatly pressed Qian Dai's hands back to their original position.
It turned out that the reason why the old head had angered Qian Dai so much just now was to distract him so that he could give him an arm.
Qian Dai's arm was handled in place, and the ancient head let go of Qian Dai's hands angrily, turned around and went to prescribe a prescription to get medicine, and his arm was just nourished, but the bruise on his stomach had to be dissolved by medicine.
The ancient head thought about what to prescribe in his heart, but he continued to think about it with two hearts.
"Money boy, you still have to take care of yourself in the future and fight less......"
Knowing that the other party was for his own good, he would talk to himself out of concern, Qian Dai had to accept it honestly, and finally when the old head finished speaking, Qian Dai hummed and said that he knew.
Qian Dai's recuperation allowed Mo Mo to live a stable life for half a month.
It has been more than a month since the last war broke out, and the time has entered April 1932.
During this period, Chen Zhaosong and Chen Zhaojia also came to Fushunli several times, except for reporting to Liao's house, the two brothers were hanging around Momo.
Although Mo Mo doesn't like these two cubs of the Chen family very much, he can't stand the good relationship between his father and Uncle Chen!
She could only reluctantly help Uncle Chen and Uncle Chen, coaxing these two cubs to play.
After two months, the chicken feather vegetables planted by the little guy have been carefully cared for by the end of the ability, and now the chicken hair vegetables of the end can be put on the table.
Today, Chen Zhaosong and Chen Zhaojia came to Li's house to play, and at the end of the day, they took two little cubs to the field and cut a lot of chicken feathers.
Momo is stingy with a lot of things, especially food!
Even after being brainwashed by her father's various education for so long, there are some deep-rooted opinions that cannot be changed at once.
There are many habits developed in the last days, as well as the sweaty character that the tiger's ass can't touch......
But, after all, to give face to Dad, who let Dad and Ma Dad tell their friends that she not only grows vegetables, but also grows very well!
No, when it was time to harvest, Uncle Chen was shameless and sent the two little cubs to eat the big ones!
Mo Mo thought that if he wanted to eat his precious food for free, how could he not work hard? There's no reason to eat your own food, you have to serve yourself, right?
So with a wave of his hand, the little ones let them pull the vegetables by themselves.
Momo, like Master Bayi, sat on the pony by the vegetable field, munching melon seeds, staring at the two Chen brothers busy working, but when they were pulling vegetables, the little guy still pointed out from time to time.
"Are you stupid! Chen Zhaojia, let me tell you, you have to pick up the big pieces of vegetables!"
"And you, Chen Zhaosong, you can't keep pulling out dishes in one place, you have to be even, even even, do you understand?"
Doesn't Uncle Chen often show off, isn't that guy Chen Zhaosong very smart? Then why, simply plucking a dish, you can see his true face?
I really don't blame myself for calling their brother behind people, because they are so stupid, she is too embarrassed to shout!
Chen Zhaojia has long been accustomed to the education of his boss, and he doesn't even raise his eyelids, while listening to the education of the end of the world, he improves the movements in his hands.
But Chen Zhaosong couldn't, he began to have a hazy liking for Mo Mo in his heart, and he didn't want to lose face in front of Mo Mo, so when he heard Mo Mo's education, Chen Zhaosong's hand paused, and his face was hot and uncomfortable.
finally packed up a basket of chicken hairy vegetables, and at the end of the year, he waved his hand and ordered: "Okay, enough, enough!" Hurry up and take this dish, let's go to your grandmother's house, this is my gift to Grandpa Liao and Grandma Liao. ”
After the order was completed, Mo Mo led Chen Zhaojia out of the door, and the poor laborer Chen Zhaosong had to pick up a basket of chicken feather vegetables to follow.