The bottom people listened to Song Hang’s output and lowered their heads one by one.

They didn’t just drift a little, and the Qu family suffered this time. To be honest, if they were a brigade family, they would have to suffer a big loss if they met these dozen people in ambush in the past.
"After all, be alert to me. If the convoy comes over and encounters this situation, then it will be sent to the city by yourself. Hum, think for yourself …"
After criticizing the brigade from all kinds of small thoughts, Song Xing held back the evil fire, but it was a wave of his hand that Song Xing, a brigade member with different faces, looked at it.
"dismissed"
After that, he has to be alert to this vermicelli factory, but it has just begun.
When I got home in Song Xing, I saw a few persimmon people coming back from Song Cheng.
"Hey, how tired are you? Tired of walking? Come to the wife and I’ll rub your shoulders. "
Song Xing hey hey smile fart Dian fart before you go to the small bowl to rub shoulders.
Wu Manzhu didn’t look at it. "No, don’t even think about it. You can give persimmons in this room without a piece of cloth for your family."
"Oh," Song Xing sighed, but he continued to rub his shoulders for Qu Xiaowan. "Did you sign up for persimmon?"
He just casually asked
"No," persimmon rubbed his head and had a headache. "The teacher at the registration office bought it this time, and the elder sister wouldn’t let me sign up, and it didn’t sound good."
"That dog thing" Song Xingyi was quite unhappy.
"When I go to find her in the afternoon, I will promise to tear her face to you. This is just not to say that I am bullied when I go out. How can I rest assured of this old father?"
Song Xing twitters about this, which is better. "I’m still essential to my family, and you don’t abandon me. You see, I’m not playing …"
"Well, the persimmon slapped the table directly behind, and I don’t know if she’s finished picking it up. Do something about it?"
Song Xing’s thoughts came to an abrupt end.
It’s difficult. If this is the case, it seems no problem for the school to resolutely refuse to accept people.
Do you want to send some gifts? That won’t work. The old ladies will target his persimmon at first sight …
"Go to the city" Momo Taoduan drank water from a small bowl and actively suggested that "the school in the city is so big"
Song Xing rubbed his shoulders and hands and looked away without saying a word. Wu Manzhu and Xiannai persimmon followed by a strong Amway Momo peach suddenly felt guilty.
"Mom really went to the city?"
"Otherwise? Let persimmons continue to be overshoed in the commune? Didn’t you say it was time for you to play? I’ll leave this to you. "
"To finish this, I will admit that you are the best in the family."
"really?" Song Xing’s eyes shine.
"Definitely true" Wu Manzhu nodded solemnly.
"Ok, mom, you give me ten dollars first and I’ll make a phone call and add something."
Wu Manzhu readily gave money and then looked at Song Xing hurried out and nodded with satisfaction.
"Sure enough, all the men are alike, and they like this hollow reputation."
After all, I am still young. If it is in the next few decades, Song Xing will certainly know that Wu Manzhu’s business is to "draw a pie".
Qu Xiaowan looked at his own mother and looked down. He couldn’t help but think back to things since childhood.
"Let’s see who gets the most work points today, that’s the best person in our family."
"Who wants to wear old clothes? That’s the person with the highest ideological consciousness in our family."
"whoever picks up the most grain from the ground is the fastest person in our family."
etc
Qu Xiaowan grew up watching his brothers be inspired by this. I never thought that this would be able to sing in my own house one day.
What’s this called?
Yes, you always hide, but you always stay when it’s your turn to work
Wait until later in the afternoon Song Hang came back sweating profusely.
"Well, I’ve linked up. Master Xu said it would be good for us to go to the city one day, but the school there will be stricter and need to take a test."
Song Xing looked at the persimmon with glowing eyes. "Persimmon, are you right?"
Persimmon.
Pick up the peach at your feet with one hand, rush into the room, take all the classes out and run out.
"I’m going to aunt Xuan’s house to play for a while."
Make up a missed lesson is really not so euphemistic.
Sitting at home, looking at the persimmon in front of me.