Wearing the cannon fodder little koi in the imperial examination essay

Chapter 27 Rising up against the fist

The boss, Song Xingshan, saw this nasty second child, who had been ignoring him since he entered the house. Thinking that he would be forced to marry a broom star, he felt unbalanced.

Why, they are all descendants of the Song family, why should I let myself marry a broom star, instead of letting this one in front of me not pay attention to the elders at all, stay away from home all day, do not do the work in the field, and have a special mouth Can coax people, only know how to fool around every day and get married for nothing?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and Song Xingshan couldn't help but speak up again in a very angry tone.

"Second brother, what's your attitude? You bastard, you pretend you can't hear me when I talk to you, okay! You don't take me seriously as a big brother, but the elders in this room are all there, so you don't take notice ? You come back from wandering around for a day, and you don’t even say hello when you enter the house, and you don’t call out to your elders when you see them, and you just eat and eat when you come here. Are you a pig? You..."

The resentment was so great that he couldn't hold it back for a while, Song Xingshan stood on the commanding heights of being the eldest brother, and let out all the anger he had accumulated in his daily life.

Holding up his chopsticks to pick up leftovers, Song Xinglin, who was already upset, couldn't help the resentment in his heart. The little boy was cold, the gloom and anger in his eyes couldn't be melted away, and there was still a sneer on his lips. Sexually raised, tilted his head, stared at Song Xingshan who was still talking nonsense for a moment, and stared at Song Xingshan who was eloquent.

"Me? What's my attitude? Brother, you should talk, keep talking, talk carefully, I'm listening..."

This is a threat, this is definitely a naked threat!
Song Xingshan scolded his mother jumping up and down in his heart, and with his wicked appearance, he even said nonsense.

Song Xingshan shut his mouth wisely, feeling dissatisfied in his heart, but facing the cousin in front of him who seemed to be able to violently hurt people in the next second, thinking of his strange strength that could smash rocks with one punch, Song Xingshan made a wise choice To shut up.

So what, I am not afraid of him, but...

Song Xingshan, who comforted himself and made excuses, saw Song Xinglin looking at him with a cold snort, then withdrew his gaze and continued to pick up his leftovers. He felt a little at ease, but after he settled down, he thought of his current predicament, and felt the resentment he had just suppressed. Headed up again.

No, for the sake of my life-long happiness and my bright future, I have to say some things, and I have to dig some tiger whiskers. At worst, I have a better attitude and just don’t call him a pig.

Song Xingshan softened his voice, "That second child, don't worry about eating, the old man has something to tell you." As he spoke, Song Xingshan looked eagerly at his own family who was sitting at the top, still smoking. Grandpa, "Is that so, Grandpa?"

Facing the eyes of his eldest grandson who was going to support the pillar in the future asking for help, old Song Tou spit out smoke rings and hummed, but when he looked at his second grandson, who was actually a little bit jealous in his heart, Song Baochang fell silent again.

The current second grandson is no longer the helpless little baby who lost his mother many years ago. He has learned skills, grown skills, and has an independent temper. He usually doesn't even look down on his own father. He is very naughty. And if the six relatives don't recognize him, he will make him a guest, can he respond?Won't you demolish the house?

You know, it's because everyone in the family is afraid of his temperament and his strength to kill a cow with one fist. No matter how busy the house is, I and my wife dare not assign him...

Song Xingshan, who was completely unaware of the old man's entanglement, fell silent after seeing his grandpa answered his words. He waited and waited, but grandpa had no intention of opening his mouth. Song Xingshan became more and more anxious.

If he really can't be strong, he can show weakness, otherwise he will cheat first, in short, he has to get rid of the pot.

"Second brother, I'm the eldest brother, so I don't care about it with you. I'm talking about business right now! It's also your luck. There is a great deal waiting for you here. Grandpa told you about a good marriage, second child, You are going to be someone who will take care of you like the ancestor cousin next door. Let me congratulate you first...

"do not!"

My big brother is not a good bird, he suddenly became nice and angry, congratulations on having a guest?Fuck the housemates!Whoever she is, I'm afraid this guy is holding back some big trouble!He was a fool to believe it was a good word.

Song Xinglin didn't even want to interrupt someone, "I can't afford to congratulate you, big brother, you didn't do something wrong, you want me, my cousin, to top the tank? I'm still young, but I can't stand such a thing." Big pot."

"Hehehe, how could it be, Xing Lin, you think too much, hehehe..."

Having been seen through directly, and without any concealment, Luo Ximei couldn't help but feel distressed when she saw her precious son's stiff face.

But looking at the whole main room, the mother-in-law is not there, the father-in-law is silent, the second child's family has nothing to do with her, the third child's family is like a quail as always, and even her husband doesn't talk, Luo Ximei is anxious, she doesn't want a broom star Daughter-in-law, she opened her mouth to smooth things over for her son when she was busy.

"Erlang, your elder brother didn't mean that, he was doing it for your own good!"

God damn it was for his own good, Song Xinglin didn't accept the move at all.

"Don't worry, uncle, it's so good. My nephew can't bear it because he's so small, and has he thought too much about it? God knows, you know me, everyone in our family knows it, so you don't want to go to me." Brother is covered with a fig leaf, after all, this family, heh!"

Song Xinglin thought of something, sneered and swept around the crowd, his eyes finally fell in front of him, he rummaged for a long time but couldn't find the leftovers he ordered, knocking on the dishes with his chopsticks, "See for yourself , you can’t even think of me when you eat, what’s so good about it? Can this room full of people think of me?”

Zhou Caihua, who had just put the rabbit back, stepped into the main room with one foot, when she heard her second grandson sarcastically said so, she hurriedly explained: "Erlang, you know that there is no time at home at noon. The one who started the fire, this is not a guest coming, so..."

"So what? It's just a visitor at home. I'm not at home. Grandma, did any of you remember to leave me a piece of meat, or did you leave me a piece of rice alone? No, nothing!"

Everyone was silent, and Zhou Caihua had an embarrassing expression, "Your one, hehehe, your..."

But she was guilty, she couldn't say anything for a long time, and the expressions of everyone present said everything.

Song Xinglin knew this was the case, but his eyes darkened even more, and he laughed at himself, the laughter was cold and full of sarcasm.

Anyway, there was nothing to eat, the werewolves in the family were wiped out too cleanly, Song Xinglin slapped the chopsticks on the table depressed and indignantly, and smiled wickedly.

"I, Song Xinglin, look so stupid? You don't want someone, why do you think that I will happily take it with both hands? You see, although I, Song Xinglin, am not at home to help every day, when did I go up the mountain and come home empty-handed? It’s because I can’t hunt prey. Anyway, I came home with a load of firewood, so I didn’t miss the food at home. My elder brother didn’t eat less of the meat I hunted, but what about you? Since you can’t even think of me when you eat, then elder brother The so-called good things? Heh, I, Song Xinglin, can't bear it, who wants to go!"

Being taken over by others and accusing himself of eating his flesh, can Song Xingshan, who thinks that he is the eldest grandson who will inherit everything in the Song family in the future, bear it?
He slapped the table furiously, and finally got angry, "Song Xinglin, who the hell are you calling a slut?"

Song Xinglin was not to be outdone, he practiced for seven years, and his small accomplishments were not something to be overshadowed. With the strength of his hand, he slapped off a corner of the table with his palm in front of everyone. When he raised his head again, his eyes were evil. Looking at someone who was flaunting his power, "Whoever points at me and scolds me, who am I to blame, what, you are not convinced? How about we compete?"

(End of this chapter)