982. Why didn't my son get in?

. , the fastest update after wearing the book, she became the latest chapter of a big farmer!

Maybe their son didn't write his name because of the negligence of the staff.

"Teacher Li, I am Liang Jiming's father, I want to ask, why didn't my son get in? His grades are usually quite good! You checked, did you not write his name? ”

"Liang Jiming?"

Originally, this Teacher Li's face was normal, but as soon as he heard Liang Jiming's name, he immediately darkened.

...

In the evening, the New Year paintings came from the direction of Liang Shanglun's house.

She has been there twice, had lunch once, and once just now, but Liang Shanglun's family still hasn't come back.

When the New Year's painting came to the door of the garment factory, Zhang Guixiang was holding a branch and pulling it on the ground, and she didn't know what she was drawing.

This third aunt is still quite good at having fun with herself.

"Third aunt, you go home first."

Zhang Guixiang was a little surprised: "So this is off work?" There's still half an hour to go. ”

"It's okay, you go back first, help me watch, when the second uncle and aunt come back, come and inform me."

I don't want to run a few more times, so I just find an errand runner.

"Great!"

When Zhang Guixiang heard this, her heart was full of joy, she was willing to do this.

Within seconds, Zhang Guixiang disappeared.

The New Year's painting walked into the factory, and she came over today to ask for a very important thing.

In the factory, the large ceiling fan whirred around, exuding a cool breeze.

Since the installation of the large ceiling fan, it is obviously not so hot in the factory, and the workers can work better.

Originally, the workers were still talking and laughing while working, and they closed their mouths when they saw the New Year's paintings, but now the New Year's pictures are ruthless and ruthless in their eyes.

For a while, only the sound of sewing machines and scissors cutting was left in the factory.

"Okay, that's all for today, everyone get off work early!"

The sound of the New Year's painting sounded, and everyone's eyes were focused on the New Year's painting.

It was a surprise for them to let them leave work early, although they were only half an hour early, but who wouldn't want to go home early?

For a moment, the workers were overjoyed and began to pack their things.

Nian He and Nian Cao came to Nian Hua's side, Nian He didn't know why: "Second sister, what's wrong, get off work so early?" ”

"Don't worry, you just have to wait!"

Nian He kept silent, she and Nian Cao had unconditional trust in New Year's paintings, and the second sister must have her reasons for doing this.

Seeing that these workers were about to go out, Nian Hua suddenly said: "Those from our village can go back first, and those who leap into the village can stay first, I have something to say." ”

Bai Jie's village is Yuejin Village, and the women in Yuejin Village were originally packed up and were about to leave, but when they suddenly heard the words of the New Year's painting, they all stopped.

"Why do you want us to stay?"

"You can't treat us differently just because we're from another village!"

"Yes, if you want to stay, we will stay together, why just let us stay?"

For a while, the people who jumped into the village talked a lot, but those people in Sanxin Village were very happy, and they slipped away after a while.

Hearing these discussions, Nian He walked up with his waist and said, "Let you stay, just stay, don't talk so much, isn't it time to get off work yet?" I didn't let you work, so you obediently listened to my sister! ”

"I don't think you guys want to do it, do you?"

The New Year's painting looked coldly over the bodies of the more than a dozen people in Yuejin Village, and those people closed their mouths when they saw the eyes of the New Year's painting.

They still remember the means of New Year's paintings.

This effect is very satisfying, what she wants to do today must make these people afraid, so it is necessary to give them a disadvantage.

"You don't have to stand, you can sit down!"

In less than a moment, the tone of the New Year's painting softened again, and the people in Yuejin Village glanced at each other and sat down one after another.