Boss Qian has been staying at Old Song's house for some time now. He teaches his apprentices seriously every day and cooks on the construction site.
As soon as the meal was ready, he ran to Song Tan's house to eat.
In addition, he was influenced by Qiao Qiao and others, and his speech also had a bit of Internet flavor. He was very skilled in using the word "slap in the face".
After hearing this, it was hard for my seventh cousin not to be moved.
He was so angry about what that ungrateful guy had done to him back then that he couldn't even lift his head because of the misunderstanding he had suffered. In the end, he got so angry that he fell seriously ill and almost lost half his life.
If it weren't for my old lady supporting me at home, I would have...wouldn't even be alive!
Now thinking about it again, although the hatred in the past is no longer clear, he would feel uncomfortable if the other party lived well.
Thinking about this...
He finally relented: "If your boss doesn't mind, I can talk to Tan Tan about it."
"say what?"
Song Tan came over curiously, looked at Xin Jun and laughed out loud without any hesitation:
"Those who know you know that you are going home to be the young master, while those who don't know you would think that you are working in the mines."
Xin Jun spread his four paws and sat on a common backrest chair in the village, staring at the eaves with lifeless eyes:
“Only slightly better than going down into the mines.”
He used his whole body and brain to save his life.
He simply couldn't figure it out: "… My family is so busy, how does my mom manage when I'm not at home?"
Wu Lan walked in at that moment and said nonchalantly, "You young people have never experienced hardship. When we were harvesting rice during the double harvest, we could handle anything. Besides, your mother is working to make money. How can money-making work be tiring? Even if she is tired, it's only physically tiring, but she's happy in her heart!"
Xin Jun: …
He shuddered, "That's horrible."
Then he quickly wiped his face. He was always polite and didn't have the energy to greet everyone. He just said:
"I'm going to wash my face and have a good sleep first. I haven't had a good night's sleep in the past month since I came home."
Wulan said that, but Xinjun took good care of Qiaoqiao, and she treated him as her own family. Now seeing him so haggard, she hurriedly urged him:
"Then why are you still sitting here? Take a shower and have a good sleep. I'll ask Uncle Seven to leave you a bowl of rice at night. If you're hungry, come to the kitchen and eat. I won't call you for dinner."
In this regard, Wulan was still very considerate of young people, but at the same time, Zhang Yanping was also in dire straits.
His mother Wufang, as the eldest sister in the family, is even more hardworking than Wulan.
During the day, she would go upstairs every few days to bring Zhang Yanping food and drinks, including fruits and beverages, for fear that the child would not study well.
At night, if you see a room with lights on, knock on the door.
Zhang Yanping lost his soul in the boring civil service exam materials during the day, and it was as if he was back in his senior year of high school. At night, he took out his mobile phone to play with revenge, and naturally woke up late the next day.
At the same time, his competent and loving mother would knock on the door and call him to eat.
No matter how Zhang Yanping told him not to eat breakfast, or not to wake him up and let him sleep until he wakes up naturally... none of that worked for Wu Fang.
She was only worried that her son's stomach would not be hungry.
At this moment, Zhang Yanping woke up and checked his phone before his mother entered the room, only to find that Xin Jun had sent a photo of the station!
The text is coming to work
Good man! They are all in the same boat, why did this person come back while Zhang is still suffering? !
Zhang Yanping jumped up and sat on the bed with a gloomy look on his face.
At this time, Wu Fang knocked on the door again:
"Yan Ping, come and have breakfast, don't sleep anymore."
Without asking, Zhang Yanping also knew what reason Xin Jun was looking for.
But the emperor is far away, and he doesn't know what's going on here. It's easy to lie. But she's my aunt!
What kind of lie should I tell to be free
After only two seconds of thinking, Wu Fang knocked on the door again:
"Yan Ping, hurry up and eat early to digest your food, so you won't feel sleepy when you read later."
Zhang Yanping stood up suddenly!
Regardless, he couldn't endure it any longer.
His mother was obsessed with the iron rice bowl, and she would not give it up no matter what he did. No matter how much she indulged herself on weekdays, she would not waver on this point.
Therefore, Zhang Yanping also made a desperate move. He quickly packed his clothes, put them on his back and opened the door, startling Wu Fang who had just prepared breakfast:
"What are you doing?"
Zhang Yanping looked gloomy and serious:
"Mom, I'm telling you the truth! I like a girl from Tan Tan's village, and I'm pursuing her recently."
"If you don't let me go, she'll have another boyfriend soon - No, I have to hurry!"
Then he reached out and picked up a cup of soy milk on the table: "Mom, don't stop me, I really like her! I want to go now!"
Then he rushed downstairs like a gust of wind.
Wu Fang was still in a daze when he saw his dark and strong body disappear. It took him a while to react.
"Yan Ping—"
But what should I say to my son
She hasn't thought it through yet.
After all, under the influence of traditional concepts, Wu Fang believed that there were only two major events in her son's life after he became an adult: one was to take the civil service exam, and the other was to get married.
This civil service exam seems hopeless, and getting married...
Thinking of this, she no longer wanted to stop it, and was even a little happy.
After all, this summer, people in the entire wholesale market started talking about his son again.
From being fat and lazy and not working, to being dark and strong and involved in gangs, maybe he is a hooligan in the countryside...
Seeing that the wholesale market can't introduce any good candidates, it's better to let my son pursue the girl he likes!
When she thought about this, she recalled her love with Zhang Hong when they were young, and now she felt that she was extremely open-minded! Oh, I have to call Wu Lan later to find out -
The two sisters talk to each other often, but neither of them has mentioned this. Yan Ping must not have caught up with her yet!
That's right. He used to look like a lazy guy, and now he looks like a scary gangster... How can it be easy to find a partner
Thus, by accident, Zhang Yanping managed to pass the civil service exam so easily!
But at this moment, he knew nothing about it and just quickly hailed a car with his luggage on his back.
…
Meanwhile, my seventh cousin was discussing with Song Tan about supplying goods to Changleju in Baicheng.
Song Tan was not unhappy.
She thought clearly about it, at the vegetable vendor Lao Zhao's place, since there were not many people in their small town who were willing to spend money, it was only a matter of time before the vegetable supply became saturated.
It’s actually quite nice if there’s someone willing to take the food away without any trouble.
The only problem is—
"Master Qian, my seventh cousin must have told you that my family can't provide a large amount of vegetables. We can only give you what we have in the fields."
"Next, you have to send a truck to pick it up yourself. If you're willing to let us clean it up, we'll set a price. If you just haul it off the field, the price will be different."