Anyway, who wants to see your shoes?
Zhang Yanping stared at this stinky kid and listened to his tone just now!
I never thought that my eyes couldn't help but hold on: "You can, Joe Qiao, your sister Song Jiansheng is willing to buy this shoe for you!"
“What Song Jiansheng?” Qiao Qiao was curious.
“Ah this…” This time it was Zhang Yanping’s turn to get stuck. He looked at Song Tan's half-smiling expression, hesitated, and then quickly dismissed the blame: "I forgot too. You know, I don't read as much as you, Teacher Xin, so you ask him to tell you."
Xin Jun:…
Are you stupid? If you can explain it yourself, let me explain it to you...
Well, for the sake of buying a house soon, don’t worry about this fool in front of you.
Xin Jun smiled slightly, with a strange expression:
"Brother Yan Ping is making a metaphor. In "The Scholars", there is a supervisor surnamed Yan. He is rich but very stingy. When he was about to die, he pointed **** at the oil lamp and refused to die because there was something in the oil lamp. Two wicks consume oil when burning."
Qiaoqiao slowly widened her eyes—
Is this okay? !
He instantly became angry, thinking that what his sister said was indeed true. Both his cousins had problems.
“Brother Yanping is talking nonsense!”
“Sister is obviously so generous and hardworking... She even gave you a salary increase and bought you clothes, Brother Yanping!”
Zhang Yanping thought that one piece of clothing cost more than one hundred, and your pair of shoes cost more than three thousand... Who is to blame? I blame myself for not being as cute as Qiao Qiao!
But Mr. Xin is so unkind! Why don't you do any modification at all?
"It's okay." Song Tan smiled and said, "Qiao Qiao, don't be angry. Brother Yan Ping may be jealous. After all, if you look at his shoes, how can they be as good-looking as yours?"
Qiao Qiao lowered her head and saw that her shoes were still white and brand new, so beautiful, while the gray sneakers on Brother Yan Ping's feet looked very ordinary and very old!
He instantly felt proud: "Okay - but brother Yanping, don't be jealous. My sister didn't buy these shoes for me. They were given to me by my beautiful brother from the imperial capital."
Zhang Yanping was stunned. His mind was spinning rapidly when talking about gossip. At this moment, he asked with interest: "Which beautiful brother is your sister's savior? Darling, even you call me that, is it really true?" So handsome!”
After all, Qiaoqiao herself is very handsome! To put it bluntly, his road to Internet celebrity relies not only on his big bear’s butt, but also on his face.
“It’s true, it’s true! My brother’s cooking is also very delicious!”
What did Qiaoqiao think of? He quickly got into the back seat and rummaged around for a while, and then successfully brought out an insulated bag:
“Brother Yanping, Teacher Xin, do you want to eat popsicles? My pretty brother made them all himself.”
It’s only less than 6 o’clock in the winter morning! Who wants to eat popsicles so frantically?
Zhang Yanping is grateful but not sensitive.
But when I opened the bag and took a look, it was indeed exquisite and cute, just like what many food bloggers on the Internet make.
Xin Jun also frowned: "Is there anyone else in his home? Qiao Qiao, I have taught you to be vigilant when going out. It is best not to go to other people's homes alone, whether they are strangers or familiar people."
"I'm not going!" Qiao Qiao shook her head: "My beautiful brother said that it's inconvenient for him to be alone at home...But, I'm not alone, and neither is my sister...Can't we just be together?"
Xin Jun and Zhang Yanping breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
How should I put it, I am still single, but I have already experienced the difficulties of raising children. "It's best not to." Xin Jun said, "If you go out with your sister, just listen to your sister."
It is true that Qiao Qiao is not alone, but Song Tan is a beautiful girl, and Qiao Qiao doesn't understand anything...you still need to be vigilant.
“Okay.” Qiaoqiao sighed: There are too many things to remember when you are a child!
He was anxious to put those popsicles into the freezer, but the seventh cousin had already started the stove and looked at Song Tan:
“Just in time, Tantan is back. I will make some kind of agreement with Yanping Xinjun later. Please ask Party Secretary Zhu to come over and see how it is in compliance with the rules, and also be a witness.”
"Okay!" Song Tan was still very concerned about buying a house, so he asked again: "Is there anything else that needs to be prepared? We need about 15 tables on the day of the pig-killing banquet."
After thinking for a while, he added: "To be on the safe side, prepare 16 tables."
The seventh cousin waved her away: "You've been driving all night, don't worry about it, just go and get some rest."
“Xiao Jiang and I are following up on the pig-killing feast. If anything is missing, we’ll make a list. You can arrange it one day in advance.”
"By the way, we've also hired pig butchers. Since we have to kill five pigs at the same time, we hired two. Just hire some people from all over the country to do the work."
There are still several days before the pig killing feast. Song Tan is indeed not in a hurry, so he responded and went upstairs.
…
At this moment, before the sleepy-eyed Party Secretary Zhu Zhu had time to go to Lao Song’s house for a hot breakfast, he received a call from his grandfather in bed:
"Xiaojun! We are ready here, shall we set off today?"
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, was excited: "There are still five days left! Why are you here so early?"
Lao Zhu's voice was louder than hers: "There's a traffic jam, we have to go early. Besides, on this trip, I tried to take only Xiao Du with me, and they also tried to take as few as possible, which took a lot of effort. , please leave as early as possible."
Xiao Zhu, the Party Secretary, sat up with his head on the chicken coop and sighed helplessly: "Let's talk about it first. They don't know what you do. You won't get any special treatment when you come here. You will live in the dormitory and eat in the canteen."
After she finished speaking, she persuaded: "Grandpa, you are also considerate and considerate of others. If you kill five pigs at once and entertain guests, there will be a lot of preparations. It is not appropriate for so many of us to crowd into the house to eat."
Lao Zhu was unconvinced: "You can eat in the canteen! You treat me as your grandfather and I don't know anything! It's almost the Chinese New Year, and there are so many people returning to the imperial capital that there is no quiet time every day. This is not the place. Relatives, the old man from the family came here with his juniors... we wanted to be clean, so we decided to go to the countryside in advance. "
“Besides, I don’t eat and drink for free. I brought a lot of things.”
With this said, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu, who had been away from the atmosphere of the compound for a long time, also realized that the new year is approaching, and the mountains are indeed noisy.
She exhaled slowly: "Okay, then come over. About what time will we arrive?"
Speaking of this, Lao Zhu was a little hesitant: "The luggage has been packed and the car is waiting at the door. Let's go now. We should be there at four or five o'clock in the afternoon."
Xiaozhu branch secretary:…
(End of this chapter)