As soon as Wu Jinbao spoke, he had been cursing and drinking at the Ling family for more than two hours since forty or fifty years ago. It was already past ten o'clock, but Wu Yanqing asked his two brothers to force her to drag her back to his home.

More and more "reactionaries" in Wu Yanqing's mouth came back, some shed blood in the revolution, some made contributions in the anti-Japanese war, some scraped the ground and drank the blood of the people during the civil war, and all kinds of people were everywhere.

Similarly, they are also small figures surrounded by history.

There was a classmate in Ling's second class who took leave because the reactionary grandfather came back. It is said that every relative got a small gold bar or a gold ring.

This kind of thing has nothing to do with the Ling family. Except for his son, his family has a criminal record, and the remaining eight generations of ancestors are poor and lower-middle peasants with good roots.

Dahuang caught a mouse from somewhere and held it in her mouth, showing her kindness to Lao Wu, and Lao Wu's eyes were shiny and his hands were already stretched to the mouse's tail.

Ling Er had sharp eyes and quick feet, and kicked the bewildered Dahuang.

Dahuang whispered in pain and opened her mouth. The mouse took advantage of the gap and rushed to the ground and escaped from death. Without looking back, she penetrated into the bitter grass at the door and disappeared.

"Grandma, you don't eat it. You're so idle all day long, so I'll catch two rabbits for me."

If you have the ability to catch mice, you are not able to catch rabbits?

Not all that is in the ground, right?

A lot of soybeans were planted in the fields across the river, and many of them were harmed by the grey hares who had just sprouted.

After you catch it, you can improve your food at home. Can't you also pick up two bones?

For such a dog that has no pursuit, Ling Er was angry and just raised his foot, Dahuang had already flashed far away.

"Why don't you do your homework?" Ling Er pressed Lao Wu on the small stool. The little girl had already gone to kindergarten. It's been a month since she got up. She still cried every morning. If she didn't use violent means, she would not get up no matter what.

She held a pencil in her hand, and she couldn't write the number "7" well in the notebook, especially when it was folded horizontally, she poured all her strength into her body, and couldn't turn the bend well, and the paper was broken.

I looked up and saw my brother's frown. I didn't know if I was scared or wronged, so I cried.

"Why are you crying?" Ling Er was confused.

"Why are you messing with her with nothing wrong? She can write if she can write. If she can't write, she can get over it. How old is she?" The eldest sister suddenly came out of the kitchen, holding a spoon in her hand.

"I didn't care about her." Ling Er explained.

"No, can she cry?" The eldest sister wiped Lao Wu's face with the hem of the apron, and then said, "Stop crying, your face is finished, and it's even more serious."

In autumn and winter, the weather is dry, and both adults and children are prone to chapped faces and hands.

The fifth brother doesn’t like oily snow cream, so the eldest sister always has to apply a little bit of it.

"What kind of virtue do you have for your own girl? Do you still have to ask me?" Ling Er didn't understand why Lao Wu was crying more and more.

Looking at the elder sister's eyes that were about to eat people, he felt that this was a serious double standard. He forgot how he beat Lao Wu?

He wasn't doing anything, so he condemned him!

Wang Gang came back at the end of October, and the persimmons on the persimmon tree were ripe.

The bathroom reopened.

The third brother became more and more silent, and the eldest sister was very worried.

Ling Er didn't care. This kid has this personality for two lifetimes, he is taciturn, but has sufficient resilience.

Ling Er enrolled him in an English tutoring class and a calligraphy class. He took advantage of the fact that the first year of high school courses were not heavy and he didn't do more, and the third brother did not object.

As for the fourth brother, she was not so cooperative. She was only interested in music and signed her up for a dance class. She was not happy with a group of eleven or two-year-old children!

Ling Er cares about so much about her. He has to go if he doesn’t go, otherwise he won’t want pocket money. The family is responsible for food and drink. What do you need to do?

"You are hegemonic!" This was the roar of the fourth brother to Ling Lao Er one afternoon.

"Don't say something useless." Ling Er could not care whether she was happy or not. He just smiled and said, "I want to jump and wait until your wings are hard."

He was wearing the banner of "for her good", and probably did not take care of her emotions and disrespect her ideas.

However, his ideas and practices are definitely reliable. Following what he ordered for her, there will basically be no big mistakes.

Life is like this day by day. In the grade he is in, his grades are always the first few days. If he doesn't go to class occasionally, the teacher will not be as serious as the beginning.

He was very happy.

Slowly, during a week, he always had to skip a few classes, and even began to tentatively not attend classes for more than two consecutive days. He had to know where the teacher's bottom line was!

But unfortunately, over two days, the teacher directly found his home.

The eldest sister expressed her disappointment at him skipping class to the game hall and said she would strictly discipline Ling Er, who was addicted to electronic games.

Ling Er is naturally not addicted to these old-fashioned video games. He is just coming to find his leisure and looking for feelings in the game hall.

Most game consoles are from Guilin Computer Factory, and the integration blocks are imported from Japan and South Korea.

He played a "Sparrow Crazy Age" in it, winning one of the beautiful women in it, and losing one of them.

Who are you?

King of the Scarlet!

How could you lose!

Most of the players in the game hall are fourteen or fifteen years old, half are junior high school students, and half are elementary school students. They have long regarded Ling Er as the god, and have passed the level with one coin, and there is no game where Ling Er can't pass.

At this moment, they were all gathered by Ling Er's side.

Only the last piece of clothing was left. The children stared at the screen, and Ling Er could feel the sound of swallowing saliva.

Hupai!

He was even more proud.

Just as I was about to turn my head and show off to the child next to me, I saw two pairs of angry eyes, one was his elder sister and the other was his class teacher.

His heroic reputation in his lifetime!

He wanted to defend himself, but the unsightly pictures on the screen, the delicate voices, the onlookers, the people and physical evidence were all there, and it was useless to say anything.

Soon, when he saw the sympathetic or contemptuous look in the class, he knew that the matter had reached the class.

After all, there are so many people in the game room, no matter where he goes, he is so dazzling, and there is no one who doesn't know him.

After school, Chen Shiyu called him and gave him a note, which actually said, "It's a big deal to know the mistakes."

He was amused and crying.

He probably understood why scumbags were the easiest to obtain understanding.

Gao Xiaofei, who was walking with him, also patted his shoulder and said seriously, "You will always be my good friend."
Chapter completed!