Wearing the cannon fodder little koi in the imperial examination essay

Chapter 79
Zhou Caihua, who was dizzy with anger, came over holding the spatula high and was about to do it.

Yu Su, a quick-sighted rice cooker, saw that the situation was not good, he hurriedly held his rice bowl and ran towards the kitchen door with his short legs, threatening "naively" while running.

"Grandma, I'm also doing it for your own good. Why do you still want to beat me? You don't want to do this. After all, I am small and timid. I was frightened by you, so I ran out crying and asked Grandpa for help. But what should I do? Grandma, my grandpa is a respectable person, and there are many outsiders helping threshing millet in this family! You said that if you beat your granddaughter and granddaughter-in-law just for a bite of food, people know about your life Thrift; if you don’t know, you might think you abuse the younger generation!”

"You, you... I abused your grandma's legs!"

"Grandma, my grandma is you, why do you want your own legs?"

Yu Su admitted that he did it on purpose, but a certain grandma was so angry that she fell on her back.

The spatula that was held high in his hand was raised and put away, and he was really cowardly, two-five-two-five, obviously angry to death, but there was always a ruthless heart and no guts to really beat him up.

After all, what the little girl said is right, her old man is the best face, if the little girl is allowed to run out like this, how is it plausible for outsiders to look at?People don't talk about children, but they don't talk about themselves.

If you let outsiders point and point, it will be a bad time for the old man...

Hiss~ Zhou Caihua shuddered, she didn't dare to think about it, she resolutely suppressed her anger, and stopped her hands and feet.

"That's why Grandma's face was so stinky just now, and her voice was so hard when she shouted for dinner. Is it because you were angry with Yuyu?"

Song Xinglin was picking up the pile of meat and vegetables that looked like a hill, while looking at the little guest with bright eyes who was telling him about her heroic achievements like a stealing cat, Song Xinglin couldn't help laughing.

Yu Su felt a little embarrassed, but still didn't feel that he had done something wrong.

She scratched her head with her bachelor's sophistry, "Hey hey hey, how could someone else, besides, didn't you ask me to protect myself, little brother? I didn't do anything with your grandma.", Er... When the little man stared at Under his straightforward eyes, Yu Su shrugged his small shoulders, "Okay, I'm going to talk."

Song Xinglin raised his hand holding the chopsticks, and gently squeezed Yu Su Nen's small face, it was funny.

"I'm not blaming you, I still say the same thing, no matter at home or outside, the most important thing is to protect your own safety first. Yuyu has done a good job, and my little brother is very satisfied."

Yu Su is even more cheerful, this time hehehehe is very wanton.

She raised her head, looked at the field ridge in the distance through the little husband in front of her, and looked at the old lady who was sitting on the edge of the field gazing at the crowd, and there was still a grievance in her eyes, Yu Su was more happy, a thief He leaned close to Song Xinglin, who was cooking, and whispered in his ear.

"Actually, little brother, I think your grandma is pretty good."

how do I say this?

Song Xinglin, who didn't understand what he meant, couldn't help but follow Yu Su's line of sight. Seeing his grandma's deflated appearance from a distance, Song Xinglin was dumbfounded.

So what, does this little guest of mine get cheap and act like a good boy?

But he likes it!Hahaha, as expected of him, Song Erpi's guest, he is as capable as he is.

It's funny to think about it, most of the work is done by his grandma herself, and the food is robbed by people who are doing nothing to help, but there is nothing to do with the culprit. Considering his grandpa, his grandma has to feel wronged Hold on, from this point of view, his grandma seems to be pretty good, right?
Song Xinglin was thinking with a helpless heart...

The labor force is sufficient, and the old Song's family doesn't have much land, so one day's work is enough to harvest all the millet in the field.

The millet cannot be stored directly after it is collected. Even if it is to pay taxes to the government, it must first be taken to the drying yard, spread on a huge mat made of bamboo strips, and exposed to the sun for a few days. Only when the millet is dry and brittle can it be returned to the warehouse, and then it can be paid to the government office.

When threshing millet, Song Xingshan was loved by his family. He was obviously the eldest grandson, but he insisted on using his young age as an excuse to carry the harvested rice stubble to the side of the threshing bucket for others to beat. It was an easy job. very.

After the rice was finished, Song Xinglin, who was not a good bird at all, would not be stupid, and he still had a big bad heart in his heart, so he just lifted his hand and didn't care about it, no matter how the old man urged him, it didn't work.

At home, Song Dayou's brother worked hard to beat the millet three times, and the women's family was not easy to keep watch at night. The matter of guarding the drying yard to watch the millet fell to Song Xingshan.

On the night after the threshing was over, the people who ate the threshing rice dispersed, and when the tired and paralyzed Song family should wash up and go to sleep, Yu Su watched helplessly as his little husband-in-law seemed to be in good spirits. go out?
Yu Su became curious, and asked someone, "Where are you going, little brother?"

Song Xinglin pulled Yu Su busy and made a shush gesture, and winked mischievously at her, "Yuyu stay at home, little brother, I'm going out to do some errands, and I'll be back in a while."

"Working?" What are you doing this late at night?

Yu Su couldn't help but looked up at the sky outside, wondering why, but someone, like a slippery loach, slipped away in the blink of an eye, and never gave her a chance to question, Yu Su had no choice but to close the door and stay quietly in the room. Waiting, thinking that when this guy comes back, he will interrogate him.

Outside the backyard wall of the Song Family Gate, Song Xinglin turned over with a run-up and kicked, and was surrounded by three young men in a blink of an eye.

"Linzi, you finally came out. Our brothers thought you had to put the little guest to sleep before you could come out."

"Qianqianqian, Wang Cen, what nonsense are you talking about, is Er Linzi like that?"

"Zong Cai, Cen Zi, you are all wrong, our Er Lin Zi is such a person, what a nice guest, fragrant, soft, that is a gentle nest, you... oh! Smelly Lin Zi, how dare you Step on your brother, watch me!!!"

Song Xinglin couldn't help rolling his eyes when he looked at the bad friend who was hopping around him.

"Brother Bisheng, I see that you are anxious because you want to be courteous, right? Brother, don't worry, I will talk to my aunt later."

Wu Bisheng, who was grinning and bouncing around, changed his expression and became more anxious, "Er Linzi, you bastard, tell me, you are still a brother!"

Song Xinglin said helplessly, "Yes! It's brother, Brother Bisheng, please keep your voice down, have you forgotten what we are going to do?"

After being reminded by Song Xinglin, the seventeen-year-old boy quickly reacted and lowered his voice.

I was embarrassed to ask for forgiveness, but when I saw my good brother leave after finishing talking, Wu Bisheng couldn't help it, and yelled, "Ai ai..." without caring about the pain in his feet, and suddenly thought that he couldn't speak loudly, He hurriedly lowered his voice again, yelling anxiously, still as nervous as a thief, "Er Linzi, wait for me, my brother's feet hurt..."

The two brothers were talking back and forth, and the two behind them couldn't help covering their mouths and giggling.

Maybe it's because the four brothers are too close on weekdays and have a good relationship. Wu Bisheng, who is chasing Song Xinglin, doesn't know the pissing nature of his own buddies?
Turning around in a hurry, he saw Wang Cen and Lin Zongcai trying to shrug their shoulders, Wu Bisheng couldn't help rolling his eyes, very annoyed: "You two brats are laughing, let's go, I didn't see the little brother and walked away I want to watch a show, hurry up and follow me."

The two people who were named, saw that they were the eldest, but their temper was the most reckless big brother, and they finally laughed out loud.

But fortunately, they still remembered that they were going to do something bad, so they tried their best to suppress it, and came forward with a sneering smile, and hooked up with Wu Bisheng, the fourteenth Wang Cen hooked Wu Bisheng's left side, Lin Zongcai, who was sixteen, hooked Wu Bisheng to the right, and the two brothers drove Wu Bisheng, who had so-called sore feet, to catch up with Song Xinglin, who was the youngest in front.

To be honest, everyone in the village is curious about how these four young men with different temperaments and ages got together, and why they all obey the youngest Song Xinglin even though they are all older than Song Xinglin. Two ruffians?

In other words, this is a big secret in their mountain village.

On a dark night, under the moonlight of Maomao, Song Xinglin took the three buddies who helped him to get married quickly through the village, and finally arrived at the big drying ground where the villagers usually gather most. Looking at a small viewing shed in the drying yard, the four of them laughed together.

Four boys, this is a big bad!
(End of this chapter)