Wearing the cannon fodder little koi in the imperial examination essay

Chapter 69 Why Don't You Continue Making It?

Song Xinglin hurriedly hired a local doctor from the next village and rushed home, before anyone even entered the house, he heard the commotion in the yard.

"All of them are careless things. They are all debt collectors. It's about to thresh millet. I actually sprained my feet. My mother sees you as a dead girl. You are trying to avoid laziness. Why are you spraining your feet? Won't it kill you?"

"Hey, mother, don't be fooled by some people's honest appearance. I'm afraid it's just some people who hurt their feet. It's fake. They don't want to share the burden with the family. It's true that they deliberately avoid threshing rice. mother."

"Wuuuuu, sister-in-law, how can you be so red-mouthed and white-toothed in the blue sky to slander others? Wuuuuuuuuu, mother, don't listen to my sister-in-law talking nonsense, my second sister didn't do it on purpose, she blamed the Xinglin family If it wasn't for her, my second younger sister wouldn't have hurt her foot at all, woo woo woo... Mom."

"Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry, you loser, the good luck of my old Song family is all lost by you! I think your mother and daughter are here to fight against me! "

"Mother, please don't do this, it's not intentional, can you stop talking about this, my son saw that the second sister's feet really hurt, mother, for the sake of my son, you can give my son two dollars to let her The son took the second sister to see her feet and get some medicine."

"Bah, don't even think about it! Why don't you die beautifully? Didn't she get injured by doing work for the family, and still wants my old lady to pay for it? Still want to see the doctor? Want to get medicine? Why don't you kill you with medicine? ? Even if my mother’s money is thrown into the water, you won’t let it go to waste.”

If you ask a stingy man for money, is it money? That is life!
Luo Ximei, who was next to her, was very proud, and she was very angry.

"That's right, mother, you must not be soft-hearted, don't be fooled by this so-called honest man! Daughter-in-law, look, there are some people who deliberately cheat on their feet just to avoid laziness, and even want money to buy medicine, what about their face? How big is this, tsk tsk tsk..."

The yard was full of noise, cursing, crying and chirping, it was really lively.

When Song Xinglin heard the so-called honest third aunt's words of shirking responsibility to his guest, a dark light flashed in his eyes. Among the doctors, Song Xinglin's face softened again.

He concealed his anger, and with the itching thought of revenge on those who punished him, he turned around and smiled embarrassedly at the Tu Lang.

"Yang Langzhong made you laugh, don't blame him."

This young man in his forties has been a doctor who has traveled from village to village for many years. He is also well-informed. He knows that every family has difficult scriptures to recite. The current situation is still a small scene.

Although he was sighing in his heart, he didn't show it on his face, he just pretended not to hear the noise in the yard, smiled at Song Xinglin who was bowing his hands, shook his head and said nothing.

Song Xinglin just laughed, turned around and hurriedly led Yang Langzhong into the yard.

He said to himself, let's make a fuss, make a fuss, the bigger the fuss, the better. Everyone who makes a fuss knows their talent.

Make a fuss, so that people from all over the world will know that the old Song's house in Manshan Village is like horse shit on the outside, but chaff on the inside.

After all, his crooked name Song Erpi is well-known, but thanks to the unremitting publicity of his family, now he really wants to take off the skin that his grandfather has always cared about, so that anyone with a discerning eye can take a look. Who is the good bird.

"Yo, it's really lively at home."

Song Xinglin stepped into the house.

When the people in the yard heard Song Xinglin's perverted voice, they all looked in the direction of the door.

Seeing that it was Song Xinglin who came back, everyone choked in their hearts. Even Luo Ximei, who was provoking Huan, shrank her neck subconsciously and shut up.

In an instant, except for Ma Xiaoqiao's sobs from time to time, the yard was extremely silent.

Song Xinglin: "Hey? Why didn't you continue? It was so lively just now, you continue? Why did you stop?"

"Jiro!"

Old Song Tou, who was sitting on the bamboo stool at the door of the main room, was the first to turn around, pulled out the cigarette stick in his mouth, and stared sharply at the second grandson who stepped into the courtyard door, his eyes were full of warning. obvious.

Song Baochang loves and hates this arrogant second grandson.

He is the grandson of the Song family who loves him. He is a powerful person. With him at home, outsiders dare not easily bully him;

I also hate him for being so powerful, so powerful that even his grandpa wouldn't dare to bully him easily;
Alas! As the head of the family, I still can't hold him. Every time I think of this, Song Baochang feels aggrieved.

Right now the family is noisy and upset, and he has been holding his breath in his heart all the time, and Song Baochang is even more angry when he sees his grandson who is not stingy and sarcastic.

I just thought that no matter what, I have to teach this hapless grandson a lesson, so as to subdue him, but the words in my mouth started, and Song Baochang choked suddenly when he saw the person who came in after the second grandson .

Seeing the reprimand in his mouth, he swallowed it back abruptly.

This unlucky bastard brought outsiders into the door, no wonder he was so yin and yang when he came.

snort!In front of outsiders, family ugliness should not be publicized, and reputation is the most important thing. I can't care about it like him. Song Baochang immediately chose the attitude of a sensible patriarch.

Seeing that the old woman was burning with anger, she wanted to ignore it and started to curse again, Song Baochang quickly snorted twice, and forced Zhou Caihua to snort back the swear words that were on the lips.

Song Baochang didn't even bother to look at the old woman who was choked like a chicken with a neck stuck. He put away the cigarette stick and walked quickly from the door of the main room. Simple and honest smile.

"Hehehe, I don't know that there are guests coming to the door. Second boy, you are really, why didn't you tell Grandpa when you brought the guests to the door."

Song Xinglin couldn't help shivering with this pretentiously loving tone and the reprimand light as a feather.

Song Baochang couldn't care less about seeing his grandson's strange expression, he finished training his grandson pretending to be angry, then quickly looked at Yang Langzhong behind him, and apologized repeatedly, "I don't know if a guest came to the door, but I was far away from welcoming him. The house is in a mess, don't blame the guest." No wonder."

This person looked familiar, but I didn't know who it was, but no matter who it was, it was always right to be more polite.

It's no wonder that old Songtou doesn't know Langzhong Yang, it's just that peasants generally look down on Langzhong and invite doctors, and usually minor illnesses and pains will pass after a while, and it's extremely rare to find some medicine from traveling doctors, even more so. Needless to say, Dr. Langzhong was invited to see a doctor.

In addition, Langzhong Yang has only been settled in the next village for two years because of his wife, so it's normal that Chief Song Bao didn't know him.

Of course, Song Baochang didn't know Yang Langzhong, but Yang Langzhong had heard of him, Song Baochang. He really liked fame, and he managed it so that many surrounding villages knew that there was a man like him.

Outsiders say that the old Song family in Manshan Village is a good one, much better than the Da Song family in Manshan Village, and this old Song head is also a good one. As for the second ruffian who is used to Song Erpi, who is not good at production.

There was such a commotion in the yard just now, let's take a look at it now... Hehe, the rumors are really unbelievable, right?
Yang Langzhong suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and bowed his hands to Song Baochang calmly.

"Don't be too polite, old man Song. I'm your mansion's Erlang who invited you to visit your mansion. Excuse me, old man, where is the patient?"

"This, this, the customer is a doctor? Come to see a doctor?", not someone else?
"It's a pole, it's a pole."

(End of this chapter)