Chapter 77 Give it to whoever you want (+ more)
Suiko hurriedly grabbed his hand and suppressed a smile.

"I can't fry it anymore. Our chickens scared you. They laid an extra egg, and they haven't recovered yet."

Seeing his fierce expression, he finally burst out laughing, and the crisp laughter echoed over the small courtyard.

"Laughing fart! Laugh again, I will kiss you again!" Yu Jingting showed an even fiercer expression, and clasped his hands around Sui Zi's waist.

Suiko didn't dare to laugh.

What is the taste of eating in front of the goose pen?

"Jingting, she bullied our mother and you a lot back then, didn't she?" Suizi asked.

Yu Jingting supported the fence of the goose pen with one hand, squinting.

The two big geese in the family are old, and so is the old lady.

"If you don't come back in the prime of life, it's hard to come again in the morning. Those who have failed us are getting old a little bit, and we will eventually grow up a little bit under the polishing of the years."

The spikes are emotional.

Time played naughty through her fingers, and she couldn't go back to the past to face the wind and rain with that little Gener who had a difficult childhood.

But she can grasp the moment, stand by his side, and witness that this growing big boy becomes stronger day by day, and one day, he will become a mature man with the ability to call the wind and the rain.

The sensual talented girl was sentimental, stretched out her arms, wrapped her arms around his waist from behind him, buried her face on his shoulders, and blushed.

This is the life she chooses, and she likes the faint happiness of fighting together like this——

Suizi's inspirational romanticism was interrupted by Jie Liuzi's deep words.

"want to?"

"???"

He stretched out his big hand, clasped the little fat white hand on his waist, and touched it two hints.

"???" She lyrical to him very seriously, what is this guy thinking?

Why is this atmosphere suddenly strange?
Yu Jingting patted the wooden fence of the goose pen with one hand, and then dragged Sui Zi in front of him.

Yu Jingting seriously turned Sui Zi's back to him, put her chubby hand on the goose ring, and shook her head.

"No, I can't help your weight. Press the goose ring to the ground. What about the iron ball discus?"

Suiko finally determined, not thinking too much!
This guy is talking nonsense!

"Yu, iron, root!!!!"

The roar of the ears shook the snow that covered the plastic sheets of the goose shed.

"This little girl, why do you turn your face and don't recognize people? Call me Jingting when I'm good, and Tiegen when you can't beg?"

Woman, tsk!

Sui Zi's head was about to smoke, and her face turned from red to yellow.

What a mess!

"You can still ask for such a complicated word?!"

It's as rare for a snarky boy to slap a couple of sentences occasionally, just as Sui Zi would argue with people.

Yu Jingting rubbed his nose with his hand quite proudly.

Storytelling is not for nothing!

"Hey, I said, little fat girls, although this goose circle can't bear your size, but how do you look at the well? The edge of our well is so high, so you lie on top of it—Damn, you Dare to scratch me?!"

Not only was she scratched, but she also grabbed the pig's trotter, nibbled it hard, and entered the house angrily after nibbling.

After Yu Jingting ran away with her angrily, he stood there happily and reminisced about the famous scene of being bitten by her.

The yard is so big, there is no other place besides the well?

Pidianpidian chased into the house, wanting to discuss with Suizi about "the vast space of the courtyard can make a difference".

Suizi saw his nasty face and knew that this fellow was going to talk a lot again.

Before he could say the golden sentence, she piled up a stack of corrected composition texts in front of him.

"What's the matter?"

"It's all the children who praise you, look."

"Fengshen is beautiful, behaves elegantly, opens the eyes of the sky, looks at the ten directions, and makes all darkness invisible?!" Is it written about him or Erlang God?
Yu Jingting rubbed the goose bumps on his body, do these children really think he has never heard of Pingshu Erlangshen?
Isn't this a word to describe Erlang God?

The funniest thing is that his daughter-in-law also circled this paragraph with a pen, because she thinks this sentence is good.

"How did you see that your man and I have the potential to be Yang Erlang? Would you like me to draw an eye on my forehead to match it?"

Yu Jingting opened the next book again, looked at it twice, and quit.

"What?! When did I bring water to the widow?!! Good guy, and go to Grandma Wang's house in the middle of the night to deliver the old sow?!"

Are these kids just complimenting people like that?

Suiko was also happy.

"You usually do too little good things, and it's hard for children to find some deeds to praise you, so..." I gave wings to my imagination.

It's not easy for these children. The teacher asked them to write a composition that praised the street, but the children couldn't write.

If you have a radio at home, take a few sentences from the storytelling to deal with it.

If you don't have a radio, ask your parents, what are good people and good deeds?

So there were things like delivering sows and carrying water for widows.

"I'm going! This is even more extreme! What's the name of this brat, I'll stop him and beat him up!" Yu Jingting glared furiously.

This article is written that his father went up the mountain with Yu Jingting and encountered a snake. His father's foot was bitten by a snake.

I don't know who told this, Zhang Guan and Li Dai put it on Jing Ting's head.

"The foot was bitten by a snake, let me suck it?! Who knows if he has athlete's foot, no, this little brat is too bad-what are you laughing at!"

Sui Zi was lying on the table, his stomach hurt from laughing, and he hammered the table.

Although these good people and good deeds are made up, but the children try to praise his sincerity, there are still some.

"Look, the children have the conditions to praise you, and they also praise you when they don't have the conditions to create the conditions. Do you feel the simple emotions of the children?"

Yu Jingting snorted coldly.

This kind of feeling of sucking one's feet can be given to whoever is willing.

"Why do I think, what are you little girls secretly planning? What is the purpose of you holding me like this?"

The smirk froze on his face.

She thought she didn't make it so obvious, but he still saw it.

That's right, from planning to let him catch the thief, to letting him report it, tacitly allowing her mother-in-law to post the certificate, and letting the students write essays to praise him, Sui Zi did it deliberately.

"If you give everyone the impression that you are an ignorant street boy, then decades later, even if you already have your own business, everyone will still look at you with tinted glasses."

Behind his legend is his hard work and hard work.

But for these people, all his efforts have been covered with a black filter. Some people say that his industry is not clean.

Even now, there are people who put those things he didn't do on him.

"I don't care, it's not that I haven't heard of it."

He's been here since he was a kid.

"You don't care, but I care, and she cares." Sui Zi put her hand on her stomach, her eyes full of determination.

This act of making gods is just the beginning.

 Add more to my friends who have always supported me.

  No matter how cold the winter will pass, I’m still the Niuniumi who has been persevering for the dream. It’s not easy for all walks of life during this time, so please don’t give me any rewards. Leave more comments is the greatest support for me.

  Thank you all for supporting me over the years, thank you.

  
 
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