She turned bad

Chapter 50 Slingshot
But Chen Hailin didn't respond, and walked out the door with his head down. The aunt outside the door immediately helped him open the red iron door, watching the sound of his leaving, shrinking into a black dot.

"Hey, why don't you just fall in love with the Tang family's background!" Aunt Bai came over and shook her head, but the other aunt insisted and didn't dare to make a sound, she just lowered her head and closed the red iron door.

Zhang Miao put away the movie tickets and took a small notebook to write down the time and place where Tang Yiling and Chen Hailin would watch movies together during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Tang Yiling sat on the sofa, her two big things made her troublesome, Yan Chengmo noticed her ability to wear backwards, and the most troublesome thing was that he lived next door.

Chen Hailin, whom she hates, is still pestering her tightly.

It made her flustered and dizzy, and she wanted to drink a bowl of porridge and dried radish to relieve her emotions: "Let the kitchen cook porridge and dried radish."

"Aunt Bai made the kitchen ready at 03:30, and now you can go down to eat when it's on the table." Zhang Miao took out the walkie-talkie and asked the people downstairs to prepare porridge and dried radish.

Tang Yiling sighed, took off his men's slippers, and went barefoot to the first floor to eat.

Auntie Bai ran up Pidianpidian, lowered her head and wiped off the dirt that Tang Yiling brought home wearing slippers outside. After wiping it clean, Auntie put away the men's slippers and took them to the laundry room to scrub them clean.

If she hadn't looked at this pair of men's slippers, Aunt Bai wouldn't have believed that Miss Tang would have chosen the boy next door.

That's right, the little brother next door is energetic, tall and straight, good at cooking, and the key is caring. He knows to bring some food early in the morning to take care of Miss Tang, lest Miss Tang be hungry.

Unlike Chen Hailin, who doesn't talk about being a fool, he doesn't have any manners at all!

"Dried radishes are not fragrant at all, not crunchy at all." Tang Yiling put down the bowl and chopsticks and went upstairs after taking a bite. In fact, she was not hungry just after eating, but she was in a bad mood and wanted to drink a bowl of porridge to relieve her emotions.Now her heart knot is too cumbersome, how can she open it for a while.

The rest of the aunt in the kitchen came out to clean up. This is already the most expensive dried radish in Qingshan City. It’s not crispy enough after grinding your teeth?

How crispy it is!
The sky gradually darkened, the night lights of the city gradually turned on, and the street lights of the Qingteng Community also turned on.Every household is busy with dinner and watching TV dramas, but the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, the night is cool, and finally there is no need to turn on the air conditioner.

Zhang Miao is used to eating quickly and taking a shower, and the rest of the time, she just guards Yiling. Now in the dark, she is also standing in the living room, guarding Tang Yiling who is in the bedroom.

Here, Tang Yiling inside the red iron gate just ran out of the shower
In ancient times, when Tang Yiling was in a bad mood, she would shoot arrows with her father at night. Now that she came to think of where there were arrows, she knew if there were any, but she still had to ask Zhang Miao.

Zhang Miao said that there are a lot of props, if you want to buy them, you may not be able to buy them.

Tang Yiling went back to the bedroom dejectedly. He couldn't eat porridge and dried radishes, and he didn't even have to vent about archery. Hey...
"Miss Tang, there is another bow and arrow." Zhang Miao called out to Tang Yiling who was about to close the bedroom door.

Tang Yiling looked up listlessly and looked at her through the crack of the door.

Zhang Miao immediately took out her mobile phone, and Baidu came out and put it in front of Ms. Tang: "Look, this is a slingshot. I used to play with it when I was a child. It can also be entertained by shooting stones."

"Huh." Tang Yiling's eyes lit up. She also played in ancient times. This one is made of wood. She can make it with her own hands. All she needs is a spiky piece of wood and a rubber band.

With that said, Zhang Miao went around the community to look for those fallen branches, and brought them back for Tang Yiling to make a slingshot.

Aunt Bai also helped find the rubber bands, and found some small pebbles as "bullets".

The young and old inside the red iron gate worked from dark to late at night. With the help of aunts and Zhang Miao, Tang Yiling finally made a slingshot and could finally play in the yard.

As usual, Chen Hailin would drink alcohol whenever he was in a bad mood, but today he stopped drinking, let alone playing games.

Instead, when he returned home, he closed the door in a daze, and couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. The more he thought about the man next door to Tang Yiling, the more he couldn't sleep, and he couldn't sleep until dawn.

On the 28th, there are three days left before the Mid-Autumn Festival on October 10st.

Three days!

In these three days, what method can Tang Yiling come up with to resist Chen Hailin's date!

Another morning, no matter how many young men and women suffered from insomnia last night, a new day has come.

The sun in early autumn in Qingshan City is still slowly rising, and the scorching temperature still stays at around 28 degrees Celsius, which can always make the cement road in the community dry and hot!

Tang Yiling got up and yawned first, looking at the slingshot on the table, the wooden slingshot was broken by her excessive force last night.

Fortunately, it didn't hurt her young lady's delicate face!
She didn't feel anything about the slingshot being broken by her.

On the contrary, it was Zhang Miao who was so frightened that his soul flew into oblivion.

In the future, even if Zhang Miao was killed, she would not get a slingshot for Tang Yiling. If she hurt Tang Yiling, she would have to blame herself for the rest of her life. ah!

Aunt Bai found out about the broken slingshot last night, and mumbled to blame Zhang Miao. If Zhang Miao hadn't come up with the idea of ​​making the slingshot, Miss Tang wouldn't have almost hurt her face!

"Aunt Bai, I know I'm wrong, I'm wrong for thousands of mistakes, okay?" Zhang Miao confessed to Aunt Bai about the slingshot in front of the pigsty.

Aunt Bai didn't come to feed the pigs in front of the pigsty, so naturally she hired an aunt who specialized in feeding the pigs.

Aunt Bai was worried that Miss Tang would find out that she and Zhang Miao were muttering about things, so she hid in front of this smelly and fishy pigsty and muttered.

"Don't move those tricks from your village to the city again, it's extremely dangerous." Aunt Bai said, and then she gained the upper hand at this moment, so she mentioned what was on her mind.

"Zhang Miao, let's see if Miss Tang still needs a makeup artist or something. My son graduated from fashion design and couldn't find a job. I saw that Mrs. Tang's royal makeup artist is so popular, so I let my son learn makeup. I don't know, I can't find a job anywhere now."

Zhang Miao shook her head: "Aunt Bai, if someone in this villa bullies you or something, it is my duty to deal with these aunts. But I absolutely dare not agree to a job recommendation, and I can't even guarantee my own job..."

Auntie Bai obviously couldn't listen to Zhang Miao's words, she continued to say with a sad face: "My son is stubborn, now let him continue to look for a job in fashion design, he won't even look for it, and he fell in love with makeup, which makes people look like ghosts No ghost, I can hardly recognize if my son is a man!"

"Zhang Sanshui!" Tang Yiling called out to Zhang Miao from the living room window on the second floor towards the garden. Tang Yiling, who was not used to the walkie-talkie, liked to shout at people.

"Hey, come right away." Zhang Miao poked her head out to respond to Miss Tang above, and Miss Tang gave up and lowered her voice.

(End of this chapter)