Over the years, although Abao Road has not grown much, it has always been about 1.7 meters tall, short, fat or thin, and is a standard passerby. However, as he grows older, he gradually becomes a bit more manly and no longer has the same submissiveness as before.

A good man who doesn’t smoke or drink, does not gamble or perm his head, goes to bed early and gets up early without bad habits?

The woman was looking for a partner, but she went to the prison to find her, but there were many inside.

Therefore, it is really hard to tell Ling Er about the advantages of Alipay.

However, the facts prove that his elder brother-in-law is indeed a person worth entrusting. Just develop the two of them and he no longer cares about it.

After drinking three bottles of beer, I went to the toilet, went to the sofa and slept until three o'clock in the afternoon.

If Lao Wu hadn't had the loud sound of the TV, he would probably be able to continue sleeping.

Are you going to the junior high school kids soon, and you still see cats and mice?

He didn't dare to care, nor did he dare to say it.

It's just curiosity.

"Where is the eldest sister?" He went to the bathroom to wash his face and asked.

"I'm going to pick someone up." Lao Wu held a cut watermelon in his arms, scooped it with a spoon, and watched the TV without blinking.

"Who should I pick up?" Ling Er lit a cigarette.

"You're smoking again, I'm very annoying," Lao Wu said angrily, "Let's smoke second-hand smoke!"

"Pay attention to your attitude and tone of speaking," Ling Er stood at the door and smoked, shouting into the room, "If you don't beat you up for a long time, you don't know what your surname is.

When will you get the transcript?”

"The day after tomorrow." Lao Wu said carelessly while chewing the watermelon flesh in his mouth, "Fu Baolu is coming."

"I mean you, don't you like him?" Ling Erle was happy.

"Hmph." Lao Wu inserted the spoon into the watermelon flesh.

"My elder sister always wants to get married. She is a mother every day. Are you so selfish?" Ling Er gave her a vaccination in advance.

"I'm still a child!" Lao Wu said with confidence.

It’s not that she doesn’t understand the truth, but she can’t accept it easily.

Ling Er rubbed her head and said with a smile, "Whether it is an adult or a child, you must be reasonable. If you truly love your elder sister, don't bother her. Should she have her own life, right?"

"You are unreasonable." Lao Wu was about to cry as he said.

"Cry again?" Ling Er was most afraid of her move, so he said with a stingy blow, "If you follow me in the future, can you eat delicious food and drink spicy food? Tell me, what have you always done? I won't follow you anymore?

It’s just that the stars and moons are hanging too high, and I don’t know how to do it, otherwise I’ll give you whatever you want.”

The post-80s generation is indeed a ruined generation!

Look at them, they are naughty kids, they can't carry their shoulders or carry them, and they are spoiled.

Let’s look at the other child. A few days ago, I read the news and said that a child of seven or eight years old was attending a summer camp. Even if he was sick, he still carried a weight of 200 kilograms and walked 200 kilometers. The physically strong ones were almost as good as Popeye who had eaten spinach and caught up with Ultraman.

Moreover, it is said that the Japanese not only buried coal, oil and wood at the bottom of the sea for four hundred years, but also the World War II joint fleet. Once the momentum is wrong, they are ready to pick it up at any time.

Respectable and adorable Japanese people!

And a certain country?

He was deeply worried.

Why don’t you start with yourself and beat up his naughty child first?

Even if you cannot cultivate talents for the motherland, it is good to reduce a disaster.

"You want to find your sister-in-law, too." Lao Wu cried even louder, "You don't want me."

"Nonsense, you hope that I will be a bachelor for the rest of my life, right?" Ling Er couldn't think of such a young girl, who would think so much, "No one wants you. If you dislike you for being burdened, you would have left it to your grandparents long ago, right?

Why do you cry more and more when you talk, you are scattering your face, right?

You are worried that even if your elder sister gets married, the place where you live will not be too far from us. If you want to live with her, go and live with her. If you don’t want to live with her, you will still be with me. At a young age, don’t be fooled with me.”

He had prepared a new house for his elder sister nearby, but his elder sister had been reluctant to transfer the property.

After Ling Er made the tea, he threw a tissue and said to Lao Wu, "Okay, call dad and told him to come for dinner tonight."

Then Lao Wu pouted and dialed Ling Daikun.

Ling Daikun’s house is not far from here, and it is only about ten minutes to walk, and it is very fast.

Behind him was the wilted rhubarb. After seeing Ling Er, he stuck out his tongue, turned around to him, and then lay down at the door.

Ling Daikun saw his little daughter sulking, and was a little surprised and asked curiously, "Why, who has recruited you?"

As for whom we will beat you up for justice, he will not say it.

His little daughter has always been a person who refuses to suffer losses. Who else can he dare to make trouble for her easily besides his eldest son and eldest daughter?

Therefore, he was quite sure to speak. Even though he knew that he could not beat his eldest son and daughter, he would not easily make such big talk to his daughter.

Sure enough, the little girl pointed at Ling Er with one hand.

"Oh, come on, I'll cut you another watermelon?" Ling Daikun looked as unexpected.

As a human being, you must not speak nonsense!

"No." Lao Wu's slender long legs jumped off the sofa, ran upstairs barefoot, and rushed upstairs to his room.

Ling Daikun was about to chase after him, but Ling Er stopped calling him.

"Drink water?" Ling Er shook the teacup in his hand, "Ask a question with you."

"We both have to be so polite?" Ling Daikun always felt something was wrong. What kind of urinary nature of his son? How can he not know when he is? He has never used such a good tone!

Still "discussed"?

The word "controversy" is used wrongly!

His son has something to do, so he has always made direct notifications!

This tone now made him feel a little nervous!

"Hmm" Ling Er cleared his throat, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile, "Do you know how old your eldest daughter is?"

"Twenty-five," he and his little daughter moved their household registration last year, and often had to fill in the family's population information, so now he knows the age of all children in the family, and he is missing. So he answered quite affirmatively, and he said in confusion, "What are you asking about this?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't get married at this age, but it's a bit embarrassing to be in the countryside." Ling Er handed him a cigarette and lit it himself.

"Isn't that she unhappy?" Ling Daikun was worried about his daughter's lifelong affairs, but he didn't know what her eldest daughter looked at. This one didn't like, and that one looked down on her.

"Now she is attracted to her, and you still have to take charge of the game."

Although the words of the matchmaker are feudal dregs, they are better than his younger brother, right?

"Who?" Ling Daikun stretched his neck.

"Your good friend, Fu Baolu." Ling Er looked at his expression with a smile.

"What?" Ling Daikun stood up and said, "I don't agree!"

"I'm not asking for your opinion." Ling Er pressed his hands towards him and said with a smile, "Sit down, don't be excited, how can you not know your eldest daughter's temper?

We can't speak well, you, the only thing you need to consider now is that we can do this clearly."

"It's a fool, that boy, he's so poor, he doesn't want anything," Ling Daikun said angrily, "What do you like about him?"

"I'm pretty good."

"You are good but you can't be used as a food." Ling Daikun scratched his head and said, "No, you can't let her go to this underworld."

"Why don't you understand what you are doing? Is it okay? It's not our final say." Ling Er continued, "Besides, as long as people are willing to work hard, there is no reason to be poor for the rest of their lives."

"I should have seen that the turtle boy didn't take his good intentions." Ling Daikun pounded his legs hatefully.

Not long after the father and the two of them finished talking about this, the sound of Ling Yi and Fu Baolu being spoken at the door.

"Uncle," Fu Baolu was carrying two bags of fruit in his hand, and treated Ling Daikun as enthusiastically as ever. "You are in good health."

"If you can't see you, that's better." Ling Daikun became more and more disliked by him.

Fu Baolu smiled awkwardly, not knowing where he offended Ling Daikun.
Chapter completed!