Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 684: Zhang Yanping's Suffering

Boss Qian has been staying at Lao Song's house for a period of time now, teaching his apprentices seriously every day, and cooking for the construction site by the way.

As soon as the meal was ready, he ran to Song Tan's house to eat.

In addition, following Qiao Qiao and others, he was influenced by what he saw and heard, and his speech also had a bit of an Internet atmosphere. [Slap in the face] The two words are used very skillfully.

After saying this, Seventh Cousin couldn't help being moved.

Back then, the white-eyed wolf made a fuss, and he was so angry that he couldn't hold his head up even if he was misunderstood by others. In the end, he became seriously ill with anger and almost lost half of his life.

If it weren't for the old woman supporting her at home, it would really be...whether she lives or not is another matter!

Thinking about it again now, although the hatred in the past is no longer clear. But if the other party is doing well, he really feels uncomfortable.

Thinking about it this way...

He finally let go: "If your boss doesn't bother you, I can tell Tan Tan about it."

"say what?"

Song Tan walked over curiously, while looking at Xin Jun, he laughed out loud without any politeness:

"Those who know know that you are going home to be the young master, but those who don't know think you are in the mine."

Xin Jun spread out his four paws, sitting on a chair that is common in the village, staring blankly at the eaves:

"It's only a little better than going to the mine."

It was the use of all the body and mind, and only then did he save his life.

He couldn't figure it out at all: "...The family is so busy, how does my mother support me when I'm not at home?"

Just when Ulan walked in, he said nonchalantly, "You young people have never suffered. When we were both scrambling to harvest rice, why couldn't we bear it? Besides, your mother is making money. What is the job of making money?" Some people are tired! Even if you are tired, you are still physically tired, but you are beautiful in your heart!"

Xin Jun: ...

He trembled all over: "It's terrible."

Then he quickly wiped his face, and the person who was always well-mannered didn't have the energy to say hello to everyone, he just said vaguely:

"I'll wash my face first and sleep. I haven't slept well in the past month since I got home."

After Wu Lan said it, Ke Xinjun took Qiao Qiao to her heart and soul, and she also regarded him as her own family. Now seeing the man haggard like this, he hurriedly urged him again:

"Then why are you still sitting here stupidly? Take a shower and get a good night's sleep. At night, I will ask Seventh Cousin to save a bowl of rice for you. If you are hungry, come to the kitchen to eat by yourself. I won't call you for dinner."

In this regard, Ulan is still very considerate of young people, but at the same time, Zhang Yanping is also deeply in dire straits.

As the eldest sister of the family, his mother, Wu Fang, is more diligent than Wu Lan.

Every now and then during the day, he went upstairs to deliver food, drink, and fruit drinks to Zhang Yanping, lest the child would not study hard.

At night, when I saw the lights in the room, I came to knock on the door.

Zhang Yanping lost his soul in front of the boring public examination materials during the day, and it was like dreaming back to the third year of high school. If you take out your phone at night to have fun with revenge, you will naturally wake up late the next day.

And his competent and loving mother will knock on the door at the same time and call him to eat.

Regardless of how Zhang Yanping told him not to eat breakfast, or not to tell him to let him wake up naturally...it doesn't work here with Wu Fang.

She only worried about her son's stomach not being hungry.

At this moment, Zhang Yanping woke up, and before his mother entered the house, he quickly checked his phone, only to find that Xin Jun had sent a photo of the station!

The accompanying text is [Come to work]

Good guy! They are all suffering brothers and sisters, how come this person came back, but his old Zhang is still suffering? !

Zhang Yanping got up with a grunt, and sat on the bed with a gloomy expression.

And at this time Wu Fang knocked on the door again:

"Yan Ping, come and have breakfast, don't sleep."

No need to ask, Zhang Yanping also knew what reason Xin Jun was looking for.

But the sky is high and the emperor is far away. I don't know what's going on here, so it's easy to fool me with lies. But here is my own aunt!

What kind of lie should I tell to be free!

After thinking for only two seconds, Wu Fang knocked on the door again:

"Yan Ping, hurry up, eat and digest early, so as not to be sleepy when reading later."

Zhang Yanping suddenly stood up!

In any case, he couldn't bear it any longer.

His mother is deeply obsessed with the iron rice bowl, no matter what he refuses to let go. No matter how indulgent you are on weekdays, you will not waver on this point.

Therefore, Zhang Yanping also broke the boat, packed up and changed clothes in twos and twos, opened the door as soon as he carried the bag, and Wu Fang who had just prepared breakfast was startled:

"What are you doing?"

I saw Zhang Yanping's complexion was gloomy and dignified:

"Mom, let me tell you the truth! I like a girl from Tantan's village, and I'm pursuing her during this time."

"If you don't let me go there, she will have another boyfriend later - no, I have to hurry up!"

As he spoke, he reached out to pick up a cup of soy milk on the table: "Mom, don't stop me, I really like her! I'm going now!"

Then it rushed downstairs like a gust of wind.

Wu Fang was still in a daze without recovering, and saw his black and strong body disappear, and it took a while to realize——

"Yan Ping—"

But what would you say if you called your son?

She didn't think about it either.

After all, under the influence of traditional ideas, Wu Fang believes that after her son grows up, there are only two major events in his life, one is the public examination and the other is marriage.

Seeing that the Duke is out of luck, getting married...

Thinking about it this way, she didn't want to stop her anymore, and she was even a little happy.

After all, this summer, the whole wholesale market started talking about his son again.

From being a white and fat person who was lazy and not working, to now being a black and strong gangster, maybe playing hooligans in the countryside...

Looking at the wholesale market, there are no good candidates to introduce, so it's better to let the son pursue the girl he likes!

When she thought about it, she remembered her love with Zhang Hong when she was young, and now she felt very enlightened! Oops, I have to call Ulan later to find out——

The two sisters often talked on the phone, but the other party didn't mention this, Yan Ping must have not caught up with them!

Too. He used to look like a lazy person, but now he looks like a horrible underworld... How easy is it to talk to someone?

So, it was Zhang Yanping who made such a mistake, and Zhang Yanping broke the Kao Gong's game so easily!

But at this moment, he didn't know the slightest bit, and quickly stopped the car with his luggage on his back.

...

And here, Seventh Cousin is discussing with Song Tan about supplying Baicheng Changleju.

Song Tan was not unhappy.

She thought very clearly about Old Zhao, a vegetable vendor, because there are not many people in their small town who are willing to spend money, and it will be a matter of time before the food is full.

At this time, someone is willing to take the trouble to take away these dishes, which is actually quite good.

The only problem is-

"Master Qian, my seventh cousin must have told you that my family can't provide a large amount of food, that is, what is in the field will be given."

"Next, you have to send a car to pull it yourself. If you are willing to let us clean it up, we will set a price. If you pull it directly from the field and leave, the price will be different."

One more. Good morning.

It can only be said that I worked too hard.