Wearing the cannon fodder little koi in the imperial examination essay

Chapter 210 Full of Desire to Survive

Jin Xiaopang did not doubt that he was there. Seeing Song Xinglin's silly expression, his expression was still stinky, his neck was still high, and he didn't even look at Song Xinglin, just stubbornly sideways. Standing up, he tried his best to pass the bun to Song Xinglin, his mouth still full of arrogance and disgust.

"Ang, you are the only one here, isn't it for you, am I for a ghost? That's all right, all right, don't cry, big men don't feel ashamed!
snort!I don't feel guilty and sympathize with you, I just look at it for my little sister's sake, at worst I won't bully you in the future, and I won't bring my friends to crowd you out. "

While talking, Jin Xiaopang handed the lotus leaf bag in his hand to Song Xinglin.

"Here, this is the bun my young master gave you. After you eat it, we will turn our battles into friendships. Don't speak ill of me in front of my little sister..." Barabara...

Jin Xiaopang was waiting to make amends and warn Song Xinglin. Song Xinglin, who had reacted, listened and his face turned dark in the blink of an eye.

Hey guys, what the hell is this?

What do you mean he should stop crying?did he cry
What is it that they turn hostility into jade?What are they doing?
Also, what does it mean to tell him not to speak ill of him to his little sister?Where does this go!
How many times has he said, "Little bastard, that's my guest, do you know the guest? The important thing is three times, Yuyu is not my sister, not my sister, not my sister, she is my wife ! My mother-in-law..."

Poor Fatty Jin, Song Xinglin yelled three times at the top of his voice when he was mad, he was almost deaf, okay?
But being able to know from the other party that the little sister is called Yuyu, Jin Xiaopang still felt a little joy for no reason, but the attitude of this stupid big man is so annoying!
As the most skinny Fatty Jin, who is he!

Facing Song Xinglin's 'violence', the little guy frowned, turned around, and saved his ear from the impulsive big guy in time.

Jin Xiaopang couldn't help feeling wronged, he knew that his little sister was a guest and not a sister, but this wouldn't prevent him from being friends with his little sister, would it?
It's rare for me to meet a little sister who has the right appetite.

Besides, for the sake of my little sister, I even put up with this stupid big guy like him, so what is there for him to be dissatisfied with?
Jin Xiaopang rubbed his ears aggrievedly, and muttered angrily, "I know, I know, I know! But which rule stipulates that the guest can't be someone else's sister? And the little sister is so good, I want to make friends with her but I don't want to be friends with her." What's wrong?"

Seeing the big stupid man raising his eyebrows and staring at him fiercely, Jin Xiaopang resolutely withdrew his dissatisfaction and muttered, but he was unwilling to admit defeat, so he straightened his neck and stared back at Song Xinglin, determined to shout go back.

"You idiot, you're so annoying! Anyway, the steamed stuffed bun will be compensated to you, and the young master has comforted you. We've settled our relationship. Take the steamed stuffed bun quickly, and the young master will be scalded to death!"

Xu knew that he couldn't do this big fool like Song Xinglin, or maybe it was because of the aroma of the steamed stuffed bun that he himself was hungry.

In short, he forcefully stuffed the steamed stuffed bun into Song Xinglin's hands, thinking that he had apologized and made up for it, and when the big fool in front of him was still trying to talk to him about Sister Yuyu's problem, he decisively ran away , and this flash, Jin Xiaopang flashed so thoroughly that Jin Xiaopang didn't even come to class in the afternoon.

Song Xinglin was suffocated by this evil anger. Throughout the afternoon, he saw that the seat in front of him belonging to Jin Xiaopang was always empty, and then touched the big meat bun wrapped in lotus leaves that he hadn't touched at all in his desk. , Song Xing gritted his teeth vigorously.

After he finished honoring his wife with the steamed stuffed bun, and even went back from school, the anger in Song Xinglin's heart still hadn't subsided.

"Damn it, it's really disgusting!"

Yu Su pinched the time when school was over in the afternoon, and had been waiting at the gate of the courtyard early to wait for Song Xinglin to leave school.

After all, she was a little excited today, eager to hear from her little husband-in-law's evaluation of her cooking debut.

No, people can’t sit still at home, and the Zhao family doesn’t want to go. They moved a Maza a long time ago, and sat in the shade of a tree outside the courtyard gate, holding their chubby face with both hands. The granddaughter was soliciting laundry and mending work at the door, waiting anxiously and patiently for Song Xinglin's return.

Seeing the person coming from the other side of the alley from afar, Yu Su stood up and ran up to meet him.

As for Song Xinglin, because he was too angry, uh, he would not admit that he had a sense of crisis and became jealous. people?

Even because he was too angry, his usually keen five senses were all left behind by him at this moment, and his life was easy, so he was careless.

No, Cai complained angrily, and Yu Su came to him in the blink of an eye, just in time to hear the resentment in his mouth.

Yu Su was puzzled, and seeing that Song Xinglin's attitude was wrong, she hurriedly asked, "What's the matter with you, little brother? But were you criticized by your master in the academy? Or is someone bullying and ostracizing you in the academy?"

Song Xinglin was dumbfounded, what should he say?
Oh, is it possible that I want to tell my little guest that there is a nasty little fat guy in my class with too sharp eyes, and he misses you?Impossible!

So he can only suffer from being dumb, knocking out his teeth and swallowing his blood, and he is even more angry with the dead chubby who can't be beaten or scolded, and he has to coax his wife on the face.

Trying to pull a smile on his dry face, Song Xinglin stretched out his hand to hold Yu Su's hand, and explained with a smile while leading him home.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I'm fine in school, but just now I ran into a disgusting fat bug, so I just complained."

Yu Su didn't quite believe it, and tilted his head to look at Song Xinglin, "Is that so?"

"Of course." Song Xinglin tried to straighten his chest, proving that what he said was true.

Yu Su: "Okay."

Seeing Song Xinglin's attitude, Yu Su also knew that even if things were not like this, this guy might not be able to tell the truth, so she stopped asking. Instead, she pulled Song Xinglin to ask another question that she was particularly concerned about.

Yu Su said: "By the way, little brother, have you received the meal I sent you at noon? Have you eaten it? How is it? Are the dishes I cook delicious?"

Song Xinglin...

It's okay if you don't ask this question, but after asking, thinking of the chest-beating lunch he ate at noon, his face froze, and his shit was green.

"Hey, Yuyu, that, that..."

"What is that? Is it not delicious?"

How could Song Xinglin dare to answer these words, just kidding, not to mention the villages, these men from all over the world are afraid, uh, they are coaxing and supporting their wives.

Song Xinglin quickly shook his head like a rattle, shaking his hands again and again, "No, no, it's not delicious, delicious, delicious! The rice made by my Yuyu is really delicious!"

Yu Su: "It's really delicious? You didn't lie to me?"

Seeing his exaggerated expression and exaggerated tone, why does Yu Su feel that this guy's words are so unreliable?
　Dear friends, I’m going to go out to eat my cousin’s school entrance banquet tomorrow. It takes six hours to drive back and forth. It’s very tiring. The Lun family may not have time to code. , Please forgive me, crab old irons, Trojan horse.

　　
　
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