The town is a market where the surrounding villages are automatically merged into a market. Later, it gradually became a town with many things.
It's more formal in the county.
Of course, the city is more formal.
However, Song Qinghan's incident this time is not as big as the city, and the commendation meeting is only in the county, but I heard that the leaders of the city will also come, participate in this, and go out to brag later than others.
The folk customs of this era are simple, and they also pay special attention to these things.
Wang Jianye was afraid that Song Qinghan would forget the time, so he came to remind him the day before: "Qinghan?"
The young man with dark skin and handsome eyebrows came out, and he could see that his ears and neck seemed to be crimson, and the tip of his nose and forehead were full of sweat. Seeing him was like seeing a savior: "Uncle Jianye."
Wang Jianye glanced at him suspiciously, but he quickly remembered who his daughter-in-law was, and suddenly understood why he reacted like this, and he must have been bullied by Jiaojiao again.
He immediately felt sympathetic: "Hey, Qinghan, we will meet at five o'clock tomorrow morning, remember not to be late, do you have an alarm clock??"
"Yes." Song Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief quietly. The captain came too soon. In the scene between the two just now, he was about to sew into the ground, but Jiaojiao actually had to look at it.
Wang Jianye whispered, "Well, why don't I tell Jiaojiao that there is not enough space for the tractor and tell her not to go?"
It's not good for the little niece to be too bullying.
Song Qinghan hurriedly shook her head: "No, no, Jiaojiao is looking forward to going to the county this time."
Wang Jianye looked at Song Qinghan with the look of a fool, and thought again, if it weren't for his stupid energy and Su Zhengyang's smart energy, how would he be willing to marry his daughter.
He felt that he understood the sentence: good and bad.
The captain left, Song Qinghan looked left and looked again, and finally walked in. As soon as he came in, he saw the little girl with a blushing face looking at him shyly. With a smile on his lips, he said softly, "Jiaojiao, I'll change my clothes."
"Oh." Su Jiaojiao hurriedly went out.
Just now she didn't know what was wrong, she lost her head, looked at his shy look, couldn't help teasing, and when she calmed down, she felt that what she just did was stupid.
Of course, she didn't think it was Song Qinghan who had gained weight. It was estimated that the real pants were always small, plus her poor hand-stitching skills.
Being able to wear it for so long is something he really cherishes.
Su Jiaojiao patted her hot face, and bought a few pieces of panties that were one size larger than her estimated size directly from the matchmaker system, and said she bought them before.
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The next day, because I got up too early.
Su Jiaojiao fell asleep the whole time.
It was only six o'clock in the morning when we came to the county, and then a few of them were taken to recognize people and taken to dinner. The only benefit was that the meals were all-inclusive, and the cooking skills of this state-run restaurant were quite good. of.
Su Jiaojiao can also be accompanied as a family member.
After more than ten days of spraying the magic spray, the wound on Song Qinghan's arm was only a shallow layer on the surface, and there was no need to bandage it. Good as always.
This is also the function of the magic spray.
With such a deep cut by the tusks of a wild boar, most people's arms can be crippled, but he is the only one who is very resilient, so everyone praises him for his resilience.
Song Qinghan responded with a small smile throughout the whole process, calmly.
At eight o'clock, everything started to prepare, and there was a rehearsal!
Su Jiaojiao looked a little bored, so she left the auditorium and went around to get some fresh air.
It used to be a middle school, but it is still closed.
She turned around a few times, yawned and found a place to sit down, ready to close her eyes for a while, when suddenly a "click" sounded, Su Jiaojiao looked over curiously, and saw a young man in trousers and vest polish holding a A camera takes pictures of some flowers and trees.
But after taking a photo, the young man came over and asked politely, "Hello, I'm a reporter from Jinyang Daily. Where is the auditorium for the commendation ceremony?"
"This way." Su Jiaojiao pointed in a direction.
The youth thanked and left quickly.
Su Jiaojiao was a little curious about the reporters of this era, and also followed.
Several reporters came, but the young man just now was the most handsome.
As soon as she came back, Song Qinghan saw her, and the two greeted each other in the air. The smile on Su Jiaojiaoqiao's face increased by two points, making her more sweet and charming.
Seeing her again, the reporter came over curiously: "Are you also a member of this commendation conference?"
"I'm a family member of the person being commended." Su Jiaojiao smiled.
The reporter's eyes lit up. He just tried to interview him, but most of them were a bit shy or exaggerated. There were also dialects that he couldn't understand. It was rare to see such a generous person. The girl's family members probably have a good temperament, so they should speak more Clear and clear, he asked: "Can you take me to meet you? Just in time, can I interview for a while?"
Su Jiaojiao hesitated for a while.
The man took out his press card and said seriously: "I'm a real reporter, but I haven't turned my official account yet. This time is an important task for me..."
The name on the press card is quite funny, Ji Xue shows his parents' expectations for him.
"Okay." Because of the name, Su Jiaojiao liked a little more, so she nodded and took him over.
At this time, there was nothing to do with Song Qinghan. He stood by the side and rested against the wall. When he saw Su Jiaojiao coming over, he also brought a man with him, his eyes narrowed, and he immediately pulled him to his side: "What's wrong?"
"This is a reporter, he said he wanted to interview you." Su Jiaojiao smiled and looked at Xiang Ji Xue.
Looking at this, I found that Ji XueXue looked at Song Qinghan strangely, as if he was a little puzzled, but also seemed familiar
Just thinking about it, he saw Ji Xuexue grinning and asked, "Hello, my name is Ji Xuehua, I just study."
Song Qinghan nodded and said, "My name is Song Qinghan."
When Ji XueXue heard the name, his pupils shrank, looking at him with a more inquisitive expression, and said, "What a coincidence, my uncle is also surnamed Song."
Su Jiaojiao's heart skipped a beat. Years of experience in reading novels made her a little too sensitive, and she always felt that this Ji study was not quite right.
Song Qinghan didn't feel it, but nodded.
The two began the interview process, Ji Xue asked him about everything, and asked about the team he was in, and finally took a photo.
At the end, Ji Xuexue was still quite reluctant, and wanted to ask him about his situation again.
Song Qinghan frowned slightly and changed the subject.
Su Jiaojiao said softly from the side: "We have separated from his parents. His parents have nothing to say about him just like the children they picked up."
Ji XueXue's eyes flashed a little thought, and he asked two more questions, but Su Jiaojiao answered, and it was nine o'clock when the commendation ceremony officially started, and then it stopped.
Su Jiaojiao watched him take pictures silently, and finally bid them farewell to the departed figure, all kinds of doubts appeared in her heart.
Shouldn't it be so bloody
In fact, from the very beginning, Su Jiaojiao had guessed that Song Qinghan might not be the child of the Song family's parents. After all, the Song family's parents treated their children the same as a child they picked up by their hands, and even most people might not treat the child they picked up as well as they did. cold blooded.
But she loves to read novels. Although she is not so thorough about human nature, she also knows that it is normal for someone to treat their own children like this, especially the world in the novel.
So that suspicion was quickly forgotten by her.
But this person is too obvious, and it is also Ji Xue who is not very old, and he is only in his early twenties, so his emotions are leaked and people pay attention.
She was thinking that Song Qinghan had already come down from the high platform, still holding the certificate and reward in his hand, and shoved the certificate over with a smile: "Here you are."
"Thank you." Su Jiaojiao immediately smiled, holding the certificate in her hand, and the kettle with the words Commendation Conference: "Give this kettle to my mother, and let her blow it to those aunts!"
Song Qinghan nodded naturally and said a few more words. The topic turned to Ji Xue's just now: "Why are you so enthusiastic about him?"
It's not like her.
Su Jiaojiao looks cute, but she is actually colder than anyone else. No one can interact with her except for a few people in the house. Depends on her very much.
Going forward, Zhao Sisi, a warm-hearted person, wrote to her three times after leaving the brigade, and she replied three times, but the content of the letter was bland, completely opposite to Zhao Sisi, who was so eloquent.
Although the etiquette is similar, according to Song Qinghan, this relationship will fade away within half a year.
Is such a person who is too lazy to maintain interpersonal relationships to answer questions to a stranger
The two went out side by side, the captain's tractor was still waiting, and everyone else who came together wanted to go around the county, so it was just the two of them.
There was no sun at this time, and they were not afraid of the sun. The two went up to sit directly, and then Su Jiaojiao said softly, "Have you ever doubted that they are not your biological parents?"
Song Qinghan was silent for a while, then nodded: "Naturally I doubted it, but she was indeed pregnant, and she did give birth to a boy. No one who gave birth to a child during that time has heard of anyone who lost a child."
Su Jiaojiao frowned, still a little unwilling, but she was helpless. At this time, the paternity test technology had not yet appeared.
*****
After finally completing this task, Ji Xuehui was in a daze again.
The colleague pushed him: "After get off work, go back first?"
"Oh, right now." Ji XueXue nodded, his gentle eyebrows were still a little stunned, but his hand had already taken out the washed photo.
In the photo, the handsome young man has a smile on his face. He is obviously an ordinary farmer, but his temperament is outstanding, neither humble nor silent.
Taking a closer look, Ji XueXue took the mirror of the female colleague at the next table and used it. Looking closely, it was really not his illusion. They both had the same type of eyes, but the eyes seemed gentle on him. The youth is a little more sharp.
But on his aunt, it was romantic.
Looking at his other facial features, his nose is sharp, his lips are thin, and his eyebrows are so thick, which is really similar to his uncle.
At first, he just thought he looked alike to his uncle and was in a trance. He almost thought he was his uncle's illegitimate child, but when he knew his age, he changed his mind.
Thinking of his aunt's plain, thin, but extraordinarily arrogant cousin, the unbelievable suspicion in his heart grew stronger.
Ji XueXue clenched the photo in his hand, took a deep breath, and decided to give it a try.
He got up and went out, riding his Phoenix bicycle, and went to his aunt's house with some excitement.
Before entering the compound, Ji XueXue greeted the guards and asked them to speak to his aunt and uncle, and a voice with a bit of disgust sounded: "Hey, why are you here again? Don't you say you don't care about my family?"
Ji Xuehui turned his head, and saw a young man who was a little shorter and thinner than himself, with a pale face and a plain appearance, standing there, with a contemptuous arc at the corner of his mouth, his chin slightly raised, and he looked at him with a bit of pride. he.
This is his aunt's son: Song Yu'an.
Ji XueXue frowned and didn't say a word, waiting for a greeting from there, he stepped on the pedal and rushed out.
Seeing that he ignored him so much, Song Yuan's face suddenly turned bad, he snorted coldly, and then he walked forward unhurriedly.
But a destitute family always comes to his house to fight the autumn wind.
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