Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

Accompanied by the boy's miserable cry in the courtyard, a lesson of fatherly love was staged.

The tough guy was really merciless, the sound of the bang bang bang on his buttock made other buyers feel sympathetic and stepped forward to persuade him.

"Okay, okay, don't break it for the child!"

"It's almost enough, give the child some face."

"It's such an old child, you can tell him that he can know."

One by one, the tough guy probably felt that it was not a good fight here, and the strength of his hands was a little lighter, and he grabbed the boy's hand, a little loose.

"It was hard to catch it once... I don't know if I can catch it next time."

An Ning's anti-routine words made the tough guy let go of his hand and grab it again.

The sound of "bang bang bang" became louder.

"Ah———What kind of enmity do I have with you!"

The boy stopped begging for mercy, and instead yelled at An Ning.

If it wasn't for this woman, he would have run away without being beaten.

This is good, the almighty mother's reason, it's not easy to use.

An Ning smiled slightly at the boy. In the boy's eyes, she was like a wolf grandma in grandma's clothes, extremely sinister.

"Dad—Dear Dad, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."

The boy began to beg for mercy, and the crying ones began to beg for mercy.

An Ning squatted on the ground with interest, met the boy's eyes, nodded and said, "Tears can be released freely, he is a good seedling."

"Hmm—it seems to smell a bit like ginger?"

An Ning only saw the boy's eyes full of puzzlement and doubts, but there was no trace of anger.

She added fuel to the fire like this, but the boy still didn't vent his anger or blame her.

Seeing this, An Ning was even more satisfied.

After the tough guy heard An Ning's words, he immediately realized something.

"Well, you bastard, so you're just pretending, right? I said you cry so fast every day!"

"Dare to do this with me, I won't beat you up today, I take your surname!"

"Father, we both have the same surname!"

When the tough guy heard this, his subordinates beat him even harder.

"The voice is like a bell, and the thinking is quick. It seems that the injury is not serious."

There is no doubt that this must have been said by An Ning, an enthusiastic audience outside the arena.

The boy who was beaten had his eyes popping out, and his lips started to look at An Ning tremblingly.

"Hero, do we have... Is there any holiday?"

"Don't bring such fun!"

The boy was crying and whimpering, a little bit of real tears, he felt aggrieved!

An Ning smiled at the boy, waved a finger left and right in the air, and made a no gesture.

"No, I'm brave enough to see what's just right. I'm a warm-hearted person."

The boy was at a loss for words by An Ning's shameless answer.

In the end, he simply gave up resisting, and obediently lay down on his stomach, persuading the tough guy, "Dad, you don't need to hold down, I can just lie on my stomach."

"Come on, come on, do you like this posture, is it convenient for you to fight?"

"If you don't like it, I'll change it."

The shameless and thick-skinned boy perfectly displayed, really changed his posture, so that the tough guy who beat him didn't know how to hit him with one hand.

"Hurry up! I'm all set."

"piss off!"

The tough guy pushed hard, and the boy rolled and crawled to the ground.

The moment his butt touched the ground, the boy rolled over and fell to the ground.

"It hurts!"

"Next time you can change the place, how can I sit these few days."

The boy still had time to complain, but the tone of his words showed that the two were very close, and there were not many real complaints.

An Ning also stood up, looking at the boy's eyes, she was even more satisfied.

Good character, good temper, not easily angry, calm.

The most important thing is that the boy's mental strength is very fragrant.

This is also the reason why An Ning, uncharacteristically, insisted on adding oil and vinegar.

As soon as the boy came out, she discovered that the boy's mental power was more active than Jiang Xia's.

In an instant, An Ning knew that this boy was a genius.

A genius who she couldn't help but want to take as an apprentice after she saw it.

The boy acted like a spoiled child to the tough guy, which made the tough guy lose his temper.

The tough guy pushed away the boy's face in disgust and said, "Stay away from me! Gentlemen, speak seriously."

The boy looked at the tough guy innocently and pretended to be wronged, and suddenly appeared the orchid finger, pointing at the tough guy.

"Well, you heartless man!"

In a word, the anger of the tough guy was ignited again.

"Brat——"

"Just kidding! Just kidding!"

The two started the chasing and fleeing mode again, and the people in the yard looked at each other, wondering, can the house still be sold today?

Probably everyone's resentment played a role. The boy who ran away in front shouted remindingly: "Dad, sell the house! Sell the house!"

"If you don't sell the house, how can you support me to study!"

"Without money, how can I concentrate on my studies!"

"If you don't concentrate on studying, how can you improve your political score!"

The set of small stories really persuaded the tough guy who was chasing after him.

"Brat, wait for me to finish.

After the tough guy finished speaking, he stood in the middle of the yard, looked at the people who came, and said straightforwardly: "There is only one chance, and the quotation begins."

"Give them paper."

In the yard, the person who opened the door for An Ning and the others took out several cut-out notes from their sleeves, and everyone got a piece of paper and a pencil.

Although the buyers who came from the yard didn't know the tough guy, after watching it for a while, they probably knew a thing or two.

Straight to the point, no ink, no nonsense.

Every buyer turned his back, found a relatively hidden corner, and after thinking about it, he wrote down his quotation.

Success or failure is here.

An Ning also got a piece of paper, but the pen in her hand didn't drop for a long time, and Yu Lao and An Guoming next to her didn't urge or worry.

Among the three, An Ning is the one who is in charge of the house.

She has a mind of her own and is capable of getting it done.

An Ning started to write, but compared to the speed of others, she wrote for a long time.

From the outside, the rotation of the pen does not look like writing numbers.

After 10 minutes, all the notes were collected by the man who opened the door and handed over to the tough guy.

The tough guy really didn't hesitate at all, he opened a note and read it out.

The standard of choice, the highest price wins.

"Fifty-eight thousand."

"Sixty-three."

"Forty-seven thousand."

……

The tough guy continued to read the price, and soon came to a note. He stopped reading and stared at the note several times.

He raised the note in his hand and asked the people in the yard, "Is this true?"

The other people in the yard didn't understand what happened at all.

It was also at this time that An Ning took a step forward, with a confident attitude that was unmistakable, and even used his mental strength, just to appear powerful and credible.

"Of course it is true. There is a professor from Beijing University next to me who can testify."