Wan Changsheng is not the style of fighting with people. He stood up and wanted to get rid of his arms as he took the opportunity. He took the lead: "Scatter a little...Scatter a little, I just looked down from below..."

Who knew that Zhong Mingxia did not let go at all, leaning with her like a shadow, floating like a feather. Wan Changsheng was a little puzzled, where did the lines and muscles you exercised every day?

But the intimate attitude of the couple was abolished by the movies, which made them so angry that they saw the people who came in, especially the man in his fifties and sixties who was leading the way was glossy and imposing: "Xiaoxia! Didn't you say that you would introduce your in-laws to you during the Spring Festival? You won't come back on May Day!"

Zhong Mingxia finally hid behind Wan Changsheng, but she still leaned her head firmly to resist: "Uncle, we are together when we study. I have a boyfriend. I have told you that I have a boyfriend!"

No wonder this girl just wants to buy a house and stay in the city. This kind of life situation is indeed unacceptable to her.

Wan Changsheng noticed that there was a fat and white man with shiny hair beside his uncle. He was dressed fashionable but had a bad look. His expression was like a deep hatred when he stared at him.

He didn't think the other party was bad either. If Zhong Mingxia really liked it, it should have done it.

So there was a smile: "Hello, hello, call me Xiao Wan..."

The other party was not grateful: "Wan Hammer! The most annoying thing is that you poor scholars who can't even raise a few pounds..."

Wan Changsheng looked down helplessly at his figure.

Zhong Mingxia just sniffed.

The other party may have also found that the scholar was stronger than himself, so he changed the lyrics temporarily: "Grease head and flour..."

Wan Changsheng touched his hair silently again, but he never took care of it when he came back from Pingjing.

Where is the other party still reflecting brightly under the fifteen-watt light bulb?

The other party also wanted to attack the region: "Don't pretend to be amazing if you are a city man!"

Wan Chang's life was peaceful and peaceful in Ningzhou accent: "I am from the countryside..."

Zhong Mingxia was so happy that she buried her shoulders completely. She was so tall that she was just placed from behind and felt comfortable.

My uncle helped: "Xiaoxia, I said I shouldn't send you to a technical secondary school. It's useless for girls to read so many books. You're going to have a baby and cook as a wife after I'm going to have a baby..."

Zhong Mingxia leaned on Wan Changsheng's shoulder and whispered: "So...I don't want to become that..."

Exhale like orchids, just gently spraying behind Wan Changsheng's neck and ears, itchy and savory.

The fat young man in white looked at it and his face turned red: "Don't be fooled by such people with sweet words! I can't ask for money, but I want you to work and make money. I have three excavators, which are much more down-to-earth than those who study and wash the feet. I will never let you do things!"

Zhong Mingxia still whispered: "Yes, but I know that I am the yellow-faced woman at home. It is not as exciting as the girl who often changes her to the outside world. I just want to find someone who is educated and understands the truth..."

Wan Changsheng instead refuted this wishful thinking: "Educated people are sometimes worse."

Zhong Mingxia whined again and was so angry that she had a nasal sound: "Which end of you!"

Their attitude was a bit unindifferent, and they even angered each other.

The young man pulled the jacket on his body and exposed a bunch of keys on his waist. He was afraid there were twenty or thirty, and he didn't know what asset symbols they were: "If you have the ability, speak loudly, don't hide it from embarrassment! I can't be a mess to ask for money. I look down on you the most important thing is an intellectual who pretends to have money to study!"

Wan Changsheng even subconsciously looked back at Dad Zhong, the former intellectual technician, and drank it with a glass of wine and sarcastic face!

Of course, his movement was toward the opposite direction of Zhong Mingxia lying on her shoulder. The muscles were pulled and Zhong Mingxia also looked back, wondering if she understood Wan Changsheng's intention.

Anyway, when Wan Changsheng came back, he noticed the expressions of neighbors and relatives at the door, and several children even hurried in front of the adults.

They did not realize that they were all backward, precisely because of the lack of knowledge and even because of the shortage of knowledge, they could not see the direction of the times clearly, and they also took the little bit of accidental sweetness and thought it was the truth.

It will affect the next generation, and it is very likely that even the little sweetness will not be able to catch.

Because times are constantly changing.

So Wan Changsheng still couldn't help but speak for scholars: "Only reading can change your destiny, this is the most basic truth."

But at this time, this is really not convincing.

Almost everyone looked disapproving, and the uncle and the others even mocked: "Change a hammer! This world requires money! Being rich and powerful is a good life..."

Wan Changsheng really wanted to sigh. Everyone yearns for money and power, but the premise of achieving it is to study knowledge. Occasionally, a few illiterate success will be all the luck. Ordinary people have to rely on studying.

There are breeding chickens and ducks who are powerless to talk to.

Even Zhong Mingxia didn't fully support her: "Forget it, don't argue with them about these unreasonable things."

Wan Changsheng also smiled bitterly, right, what you said is right.

He has no obligation to persuade others, and it can be said that it is more difficult than climbing to heaven.

But his expression and attitude are seen as in shallow people as failure with nothing to say and a speechless embarrassment.

Then why don’t you beat the dog in the water quickly: “Haha, you can’t speak, don’t have money, just say something!”

"I admire you, a pauper who can cheat girls without money!"

"You also change your destiny by studying. What do you know? The machines in the factory won't move, you won't plant rice when going down the field, and you won't even understand the earthwork for engineering projects..."

Wan Changsheng looked at these people rolling in the mud pit with a little sadness, which he had never experienced before.

There is no need to say that the people around Guanyin Village respect him from the bottom of their hearts.

Even if you go to a strange place, you may not have such an experience.

Because there is no interest.

Now he is Zhong Mingxia's "boyfriend", which is like stabbing a hornet's nest, which makes people dissatisfied.

I really haven't experienced it before.

Maybe some people choose to be angry, curse, speak ill of each other, and shake their heads in disappointment.

Some people simply turned around and left and didn't deal with these people. It's all my business.

But Wan Changsheng couldn't help but want to laugh a little.

At this moment, what he thought in his mind was that it would be very profitable to open a temple here, and he couldn't tell whether it was good or bad.

The feeling of looking down at all living beings.

But he looks a little silly like this.

Even Zhong's mother followed her relatives to despise her: "That's, that's...I said..."

Zhong Mingxia was very sorry and couldn't help but let go of her hand and turn around and grab her cloth bag, trying to take out the car keys hidden underneath.

In her opinion, even a boy couldn't stand such a situation, and she might not have expected that her uncle would come with someone directly.

The fingers were actually aimed at Wan Changsheng.

As a result, Wan Changsheng felt the elastic touch on his arm disappear, and he ran towards the door with relief: "Really, you can say anything. Don't squeeze in this corridor. I think this floor is a bit old. If something happens, it's hard to say. Let's disperse, let's disperse."

This is like the saying in many religions, if you insult me ​​and scold me, I only care about your safety.

Although Wan Changsheng didn't catch a cold in the temple, he had become accustomed to it since he was a child.

But people don’t think so, so they follow the trend and follow it up: “It’s apart? You’re afraid everyone will laugh at it. Let me tell you, our building is very solid, it’s called reinforced concrete, with steel bars pulled inside. Do you understand? Don’t you have knowledge... Hahaha!”

Maybe my uncle and his group of people are really engaged in earthworks or construction projects. When they talk about this, they laugh loudly, and they can despise the extreme joy of scholars.

A large number of laughter, with arrogance of ridicule and ignorant laughter.

Wan Changsheng was still not angry, and he held Zhong Mingxia's hand in the cloth bag.

Zhong Mingxia immediately held it tightly and did not let go. Maybe she wanted to give her some psychological support and apologies, but she wanted to hold her in her arms.

Wan Changsheng must have fought hard.

The young man who hung a bunch of keys must be in a different mood than his laughing companion, and he hated him: "Look at what good is it for you to follow him! You can't afford to buy brand-name bags. This kind of cloth bag that an old woman goes to the vegetable market? She can't afford to lose this person! She reads in the shit!"

Zhong Mingxia is actually very eloquent: "But others are good! I have to follow him even if I eat braised vegetables. An educated person is a hundred times better than you!"

The young man was already furious and furious: "There is nothing to do with culture! Can you tell me when this building was built? He tells me that I will give him ten thousand yuan! No! You can tell me which year it was from, give him the car downstairs! I just bought the car!"

Wan Changsheng subconsciously took a step back, and Zhong Mingxia hurriedly hugged his waist tightly!

He doesn't care about betting. What he is worried about is that if you jump like this, will the floor collapse?

Wan Changsheng really doesn’t understand any architecture, but he feels that this deformation does not appear in the room at least, so it’s safer to go back.

But his movements seemed to be retreating, and he was so happy that he pointed at his nose: "Aren't you very capable? Come on, come on, see if you can recognize that it was built in which year? I just bought an imported car, and it's yours!"

Zhong Mingxia's uncle and his group felt that they had the upper hand completely. They happily helped to arrange the program, and they cleared the railings in the corridor. They rushed to both sides and kept saying bad intentions: "Come on, come out and see if you have the education, just see when this building was built. I really don't believe it..."

"Hahaha, I really come when I open my mouth, are you afraid that the reinforced concrete will collapse?"

There was unscrupulous ridicule echoing over the dilapidated factory dormitory area. If God had eyes, lightning should have struck this floor, and the guys would be killed.

Unfortunately, no.

Wan Changsheng felt that it was good that there was only no one on the floor, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

Zhong Mingxia felt very uncomfortable. She hugged Wan Changsheng's waist hard, and hugged it tightly. She wanted to express her apology, but felt that everything she said was wrong.

Anyway, I can only express my feelings like this.

Wan Changsheng immediately felt that the brightness of the high and low beams on his back was full, so he hurried out and Zhong Mingxia was pulled out.

But just as I put my hands on the railing carefully, just huh?

I thought for a few seconds: "This room... should have been repaired in 1968 and completed in 1970?"
Chapter completed!