Comrade Lao Song, the factory owner, must have gone to work overtime again. Ms. Liu Erhua’s department store class is also busy, but why isn’t Xiao Zai Song Shiyan here? Don’t high school students spend weekends?
Surprise turned into loneliness, and Song Shifeng threw things and ran away.
Carrying half the way to buy fruit, he wobbled into a billiard hall on the street. Several tables were being played, but he couldn’t compete with the business. He said hello to the stands, and he was familiar with it and went into the backyard.
Behind it is a big quadrangle. Pomegranate trees are in full bloom in the courtyard.
A middle-aged man with a beard is lying in a rocking chair with his feet up. He is very comfortable listening to the comments and drinking tea in his teapot for a while.
"Listen to Dan Tianfang Xue Jiajiang again. What round is this?" Song Shifeng heard it as soon as he heard it. I can’t help it. It’s too familiar.
People sit up, face smile "why did you come back? Not to dig coal? Lost? "
"You just lost it." Song Shifeng put his things on the stone table. "I’m still waiting to make a lot of money. Don’t sing bad songs for me."
"No big or small, call master." Min grabbed a folding fan at hand and gave it to him.
"Master, master, come on." It’s not enough to take advantage of the person who squeezed him as a tool and forced him to call him Master.
"How to go to the hospital for review? What did the doctor say? " Song Shifeng asked
"It’s okay. It’s okay. You have a lot to do."
"Are you deceiving me again? What about the checklist? Let me see. "
The people threw themselves into the rocking chair again and fanned their faces, but I didn’t hear them.
Song Shifeng knew that he didn’t go. This person doesn’t hate going to the hospital as usual. No one forced him to escape.
"I’ll go with you to review these two days" and then I’ll see the people staring at him. "I have to go without staring."
"Dead little you wings hard isn’t it? I forgot how to beg me not to tell your mother about losing money, didn’t I? "
"What lose money! Even if you set a condom, I have the nerve to say it! " Thinking of that quarrel, he rolled his eyes and threatened him with how much work he had done with an iou in his hand. Now it’s not bashful!
"Not me, you have been eaten alive by those good friends and have a chance to dig coal? You stick the doll! "
"Without me, you would have collapsed at home, and you couldn’t stick the doll!"
They say that sticking dolls is a job in prison, regardless of whether you stick dolls to make plastic flowers for men, women and children.
It is self-evident that Song Shifeng had a stupid history in those days, and it was shameful to say it. The third child is a good boy whose parents talk about learning the good law and growing up well, not to mention making money; Even if the youngest looks better, it will come to pass. It is also the little girl at home who can’t get anything compared with his brothers, leaving a little bit of Xiaocong who is often cut off. In this growing environment, he is not depressed, but his mental quality is high.
At home, he has been lowered to the ground. He is not a normal person unless he develops outward, but his development is a little biased. But wasn’t he young at the beginning? Who didn’t win the second prize when he was young?
When he didn’t like fighting, he liked playing billiards. When he didn’t sell goods, he spent most of his time in the billiards hall and met a group of gangsters.
At that time, he really took them as friends to pay for dinner, but I didn’t expect them to treat him like a fool and finally tried to cheat him a lot. If he hadn’t intervened with the people, he might really stick dolls now.
Oh, by the way, this was the original pool hall.
It can be described as doomed love
"By the way, there is a girl who is special …" Min changed the subject.
"You are quick to pull down, just say to introduce me to a beauty. Is that a beauty? Big face and narrow eyes. You told me melon face and peach eyes? Don’t open your mouth, I don’t trust your eyes! " Song Shifeng sprayed him.
"This time …"
"Don’t look for a peerless beauty this time. Don’t follow me!" Yang Jiabao’s face suddenly appeared in front of him, and there was a bad cold.
"Roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll.
"Don’t go home, no one will eat with you." Song Shifeng doesn’t take himself as an outsider. "What do you eat at noon? Just do something light. It’s hot. "
"I am a patient!"
"I think you hit me quite neatly. Besides, you have to exercise more when you are sick. This is hello!"
"You know what to eat when you eat." Hemin finally assigned the small teapot in his hand, "You go to have noodles with noodles for lunch."
Song Shifeng slipped away to make dough, and he would make dough very strong, but he couldn’t roll the rolling pin into his hand, just like he was dead. It was all pimples, so many attempts and people wouldn’t let him roll it out.
Song Shifeng’s careful thinking succeeded, and since then, it’s enough to say that he hasn’t done this job at home.
After a lunch, he was sure that he had no sequelae except that he could no longer play billiards, and his waist could no longer be bent 90 degrees straight. The pole in his hand was uneven
"Just say I won’t fight you." Song Shifeng is still irritating. "It’s boring to be angry after fighting."
"Roll roll!"
"Don’t roll, don’t roll!" He just won’t leave, not only won’t leave, but also chewed a bunch of fruit he bought himself.
Seeing that the sun has hung on the west head, Song Shifeng is finally willing to lift his hips and leave for most of the day. This guy has created a pile of garbage except eating and drinking, and he has made no contribution to the people.
No sooner had I got home than my mother entered the door.
"I still know how to come back!" As soon as Liu Erhua entered the door, he saw him sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, watching as leisurely as an uncle.
"Mom, you’re back." Song Shifeng picked up her mother with an open hand and turned around. "No light seems to have missed me."
"Let it go!" Liu Erhua patted him while laughing. "You are a little smelly!"
Song Changhe, the father of Song Dynasty, entered the door and saw Song Shifeng laughing. "I heard that you two are the boss of Yin Song who is willing to come back?"
"Look at what you said, you have to come back to see your parents even if you are busy." Song Shifeng didn’t live on Dad’s shoulder. "Comrade Lao Song, you are handsome again."
"Are you? I think so. "Song Dad raised his eyebrows." In ten years, your dad will still be a handsome guy! "
"Don’t be poor, you two." Liu Erhua began to send people. "Go buy food and buy more mutton while there are vegetables in the market. Second, there are popsicles in the refrigerator. Take them and eat them yourself. "
"Dad, I still want to eat the sauce pig’s trotters in the vegetable market, not the one in the market. It smells bad." Song Shifeng opened his mouth and forgot to eat light at noon.
"Too many things"
Song’s father left, and Song Shifeng held two popsicles in his hands around his mother and handed one to his mother’s mouth. It looked thoughtful and filial, but he didn’t work.
Liu Erhua knew his virtue and didn’t expect any of these kids at home to work for her. If she had a daughter, she would laugh in her dreams.
But it’s not bad. No one can envy her when they meet her. All four of them can afford it, and the second child knows that they have gone out to earn money.
Thought of here Liu Erhua suddenly looked up, "how did you suddenly come back? Lost? The mine fell? "
"mom! You’re my own mother! Can you think of me better? " Why don’t you expect him to be nice one by one? Does he have the word unlucky written on his face?
Ms. Liu’ s eyes are full of disbelief. "Is it really okay?"
"really! I can’t be better! " He just didn’t swear by the sky, but he looked at his mother with a grain of salt and simply slapped several bundles of hundred-dollar bills in front of her. "I earned it!"
Liu Erhua’s eyes are straight, saying that digging coal to earn money is unexpected. Ten thousand yuan this year is not as valuable as before, but it is also very good. Second child, it has to be several ten thousand yuan to get a wife. That is, she doesn’t know what her old family is, otherwise she will never look down on these tens of thousands of dollars.
"I’ll save you. You lost." She reached for it.
Song Shifeng was quick of hand and quick of eye and suddenly fell back. "I have this money!"