"Okay, don't suck if you are not used to it, just throw it on the ground." Ling Er is actually not addicted to smoking now. Occasionally, he will light two of them unconsciously after drinking. The next day, he smelled the smoke smell on his body and wanted to slap himself.

Fu Baolu scratched his head and smiled, pressed the cigarette next to the flower bed at the door, then squashed it out, and walked to the opposite side of the intersection, and still entered the trash can.

"I can't do it." Fu Baolu learned from Ling Er to lean on the other side of the big iron gate.

"Come on, keep drinking." Ling Long sat in the yard and shouted at the two people chatting there.

"You drink first, I'll let the wind blow first." Ling Er waved his hands at them with a smile, and continued to look at Abaolu, "How about it, do you have your own plan? Do you want to do business, or will you continue to help me?"

"I'm not a business man, I'd better follow you. I'll do whatever you ask me to do." Abao Road.

"Your conditions are not bad now. You are hugging two floors at home," Ling Er said with a smile, "There must be jealous. There must be someone who finds a partner for you, right?"

"Yes, no." A very simple question made Abaolu busy, and he blushed, "I didn't agree."

"I have a very high vision." Ling Er quipped.

"No." Although Abaolu was honest, he was not a fool.

If it were the Ling family in the past, he would probably have some courage to express his thoughts. However, even if he does not know the specific scale of Ling Er, he can see through the Ling family's food, clothing, housing and transportation.

He earned all his life, but he couldn't stand the Ling family's expenses for one year.

What's more, in his eyes, the big boss Qiu brothers and Wang Gang, also considered themselves inferior to Ling Er.

How did he compare?

He actually regretted coming to Pujiang. He shouldn't have such unrealistic fantasies. If someone knows, he will make a joke and make a shameless thing and can't even raise his head in the village.

Ling Er smiled and didn't say anything to him anymore. He just returned to the yard and continued to drink with Wang Gang and others.

After getting some skills in private, he briefly talked about his elder sister and Ao Baolu.

"Oh, it's almost done." Qiu Shaoliang was not very surprised. As long as men and women are not too stupid, they can see a little bit, "You let me talk?"

"No," Ling Er waved his hand and said, "We are all peers. If you can't say such things, your old lady is still in good shape now, right?"

"It works very well, but it doesn't work well and I can't be angry with our brothers every day." Qiu Shaoliang suddenly understood what Ling Er meant and said with a smile, "The old lady is quite clear in front of outsiders. It's not a big problem to ask her to be a matchmaker. I'll pick her up tomorrow morning."

"It's okay with your boss, you don't need to answer." Ling Er looked at Qiu Shaojie.

"It's not in my house, it's in Shao Dong." Qiu Shaojie took a sip of beer and then smiled bitterly, "The older the old lady is, the more she is good at playing tricks. My family is getting married, and the children are running away, and they are still worried about it.

You said, our reputation is very good, even though our two sons live with their daughters?"

He and his younger brother Shao Liang have made a fortune over the years. The old lady also knows that the two brothers are rich, but they can actually enjoy their grandchildren and live a good life.

But no, her little daughter is still poor. Every day she is thinking about how to evenly give her two sons a little money to her little daughter. Not much, just a little bit.

However, it is impossible for both sons to listen to her. They bought a house for their little daughter in Pujiang. How else should they help?

The old lady had an idea and simply moved into her little daughter's house. Her two sons always had to pay for living expenses every month, right?

In short, this made the Qiu brothers helpless.

My sister Shao Dong was not satisfied with her schooling. Later, she went to society and was accompanied by her. But she was not so willing to contribute. It doesn’t matter to the two brothers. She had no hope for the girls at all. She could still afford to raise a girl.

However, the two brothers had no experience in having sex with young boys and girls. The girl had a boyfriend under their noses. After they knew about it, they certainly could not agree.

What is the wealth and identity of the two brothers? How could they find a little slut who can do whatever they want to be their sister-in-law?

Of course, I beat you up first!

Then what?

The girl's belly can't cover it!

The two brothers were embarrassed and threw them to grandma's house.

In a fit of anger, he could only take the two of them home to make decisions for the old lady. When the old lady calculated the two of them, they were very compatible and had no intention of objection. She just started a marriage in a hurry.

However, from beginning to end, the two brothers still had a lot of opinions about their sister. In their opinion, the sister's suffering today was all caused by herself.

If they were to their wishes, they would not have suffered so much today!

Ling Er smiled and said, "Mother-in-law likes her son-in-law the more she sees her son-in-law, and she is reluctant to leave."

He has a pretty good impression of the Qiu family's aunt, he is honest and hardworking.

"Anyway, he follows the old lady. The old lady can't stand it and can still be the leader of their family." It is very difficult for the old lady to be the master of two sons. Qiu Shaojie smiled and said, "That's it. If it really doesn't work, you don't have to pick it up. I'll ask Shao Dong to send it back later.

Actually, I just become a matchmaker, so there is no need to worry about it. I will take Abaolu to my place to sleep at night. I will teach this kid. If he doesn’t understand the words, it won’t matter to me.”

"This is also the case." Ling Er said with a smile.

That night, Fu Baolu really followed Qiu Shaojie. After the crowd was gone, Ling Daikun patted his belly, hung the rope back on Dahuang's neck, and pulled it back to his nest.

"Wait a minute, let's talk about the serious business." Ling Er stopped him.

"You have the final say." Ling Daikun understood that he could not control the matter, so he simply let go and left.

While walking, humming:

Walk out of the village and look back,

I miss the house I built myself, I can't live in.

I'm rushing to a foreign land without a relative

Can't stop the tears flowing down

The voice was sobbing, as if true feelings were revealed, and he smelled sadness and cried.

Ling was picking up the stick in his hand and when he chased him out of the kitchen, he had already run away.

"Why don't you care about him and let him sing nonsense."

She complained to Ling Er.

"I can't even understand a few words, let alone someone else." Ling Er shrugged indifferently.

"The older I get, the less I am." The eldest sister was so angry.

Ling Er followed her into the kitchen, leaned against the sliding door of the kitchen, and lit a cigarette again while bored.

"Don't be really addicted to this thing." The eldest sister said angrily again, "Oh, by the way, the third brother seems to be stealing cigarettes, please set an example for them."

"It is better to worry about yourself than anything else." Ling Er said disrespectfully.
Chapter completed!