Little Sweet Wife in the Eighty-Old Courtyard

Ji Hao didn't know why, but Song Mingbo understood a little bit.

The person holding his hand was the son of the crazy old man that day, whose name he didn't know.

My sister probably knows.

But his sister didn't say anything, and he later forgot to ask.

Is this a lost item found?

Ye Laosi looked at the tall young man and said, "Let's go, it's noon, and we haven't eaten yet. Let's go to the state-owned restaurant. I'll treat you to dinner, and then we'll talk slowly."

Ji Hao hesitated for a moment, then Song Mingbo pulled him back and begged: "We know each other, please be my companion."

So, the group went to the hotel.

Song Mingbo also knew that the old man's surname was Ye, so of course he didn't say what his name was. Ye Laosi asked Song Mingbo to just call him Fourth Uncle.

Now the old man is in the hospital and his condition has improved.

This is mainly because of his mental illness.

The thing was found and buried under the west wing of the old house.

They were all wrapped in oil paper. Although a small part was missing, most of them were still there.

The old man regained his consciousness on the spot.

Now I am sorting out information while being hospitalized.

Told him to find the person.

Thank you very much.

Ye Laosi asked Song Mingbo where his sister had gone. The little girl suggested that playing games was a big contributor, but it was a mistake.

Song Mingbo's eyes flashed. This was not a mistake, but a game based on facts.

My sister's prophecy skills are amazing.

He told Ye Laosi that his sister had gone to the provincial capital and was not at home.

Ye Laosi left his address and told Song Mingbo casually that his eldest brother worked at Beidu Education Headquarters.

Song Mingbo and Ji Hao looked at each other.

My heartbeat accelerated.

But calm down immediately.

Ye Laosi looked at it secretly, um, not bad, very measured, so he said to the two of them: "I will go back by car in a while. The old man is not in good health and needs someone to take care of him. Thank you again to your sister and tell her, be good." If you study hard, you will be able to get into the best university in the future.”

Then he added: "Of course, I heard that Xiaonuan's admission scores are very good, not bad."

Song Mingbo felt that Ye Laosi seemed to be expressing whether his sister could be recommended to college?

And it’s the best university?

The recommendations that started to be restored last year must be those with particularly good results, which is different from the recommendations in previous years.

It is said that some of the recommended students have not even graduated from elementary school.

Ye Laosi handed a bag to Song Mingbo: "These are some small things I bought for you and your sister and brother. Please don't refuse the elders' wishes."

Song Mingbo had no choice but to refuse, and Ye Laosi led the people out of the state-owned hotel with brisk steps.

Song Mingbo followed Ji Hao to Ji's hometown.

After telling Mr. Ji what happened today, Mr. Ji said: "In that case, just put the things here first and take them back when your sister and brother come back."

Song Mingbo said: "Second Grandpa, can we use this thing?" "Why not? This is a thank you gift."

Only then did Song Mingbo open it with confidence. There were pencils, pens, beautifully packaged diaries, stationery boxes, hairpins for girls, and children's favorite book toys. He even found a box of pen ink. Now, that's it. No need to buy it.

Mr. Ji analyzed that the crazy old man might be Ye Wenzhi.

Alas, any disciple you accept is a damn evil!
He had heard about Ye Wenzhi's condition before, but he didn't take any action. It was a heart disease that couldn't be found, and even gods couldn't cure it.

Besides, what's the point of being cured? Are you going to suffer for the rest of your life?

Might as well go crazy.

Song Mingbo and Ji Hao happily went to school each holding a bottle of pen water.

Chu Zizhou and Xiao Dizi handed the headdress to stationmaster Wu at the station, and then Chu Zizhou went to the art troupe.

I also had the attitude of giving it a try, but I didn't expect that Song Ting was actually there, rehearsing in the rehearsal hall, and preparing to perform at the nearby garrison on August 1st.

Chu Zizhou didn't notice the tension in his back, nor did he notice the way his back was straight and his eyes were straight, which was completely different from the leisurely and leisurely way he used to be.

Song Ting knew that someone was looking for her. When she came out, she saw that it was Chu Zizhou and she immediately felt very friendly.

During this period of time, she was so busy studying, making up classes, and rehearsing that she didn't even have time to go home.

It would be a lie to say that I miss home.

But everyone in the family is working hard, and even my mother is studying. There is no reason for her not to work hard.

Chu Zizhou felt his throat was a little dry and coughed several times before he said softly, "I happened to be passing by and wanted to come in and take a look. If you have anything, I can give you a message."

Song Ting said: "I want to buy some twists for my mother and Xiao Nuan to take home. Is it inconvenient?"

Chu Zizhou: "I drove here. Even if you buy a hundred catties of twists, you can take it back."

Song Ting: "Why should I buy so many?"

Chu Zizhou smiled: "This is a metaphor, but Xiao Nuan, Asheng and your eldest brother are not at home. They went to the provincial capital to load goods. By the way, Xiao Nuan also helped our county successfully apply for the establishment of a staff cadre college. She has also made great contributions, and I think the county will reward her."

Song Ting and Chu Zizhou were walking and talking, and unknowingly walked under the tree.

Then Song Ting said worriedly: "Did Xiao Nuan take advantage of the Qin family's connections? If so, that Qin Siqi would definitely be unhappy. That child is very jealous, petty-minded and holds grudges. I'm worried that the Qin family will take care of Xiao Nuan." The favor, this favor is too big, how can Xiaonuan return it?"

Chu Zizhou was a little moved.

In fact, this is family.

What she sees first is not the benefits brought by your abilities, but what she sees is whether there will be any burden behind the benefits.

Chu Zizhou told Song Ting that his knowledge was not comprehensive, but one thing was certain, Xiao Nuan did not ask for help from the Qin family and had nothing to do with the Qin family.

After all, Xiao Nuan doesn't like to be involved with the Qin family now.

Song Ting breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Chu Zizhou and smiled: "Everything is fine here. I will be given three days off in a week. By the way, I also have canned yellow peaches issued by my employer in my dormitory. Please help me. Take it back, and when Xiao Nuan comes back, I will buy them twists and take them back."

Pointing to the back of the art troupe: "There is a newly opened pastry shop there. The newly fried twists are crispy, fragrant and sweet."

Chu Zizhou: "When you describe it like this, I want to eat it."

Song Ting said with a smile: "Your coming to Erdaohe Village is actually the same as when educated youths went to the countryside. I remember a girl from Haicheng named Su Caiying who cried while working. She couldn't eat the corn pancakes. She said it was her throat... …”

Chu Zizhou listened quietly, with a gentle smile on his handsome features.

At this moment, there is a feeling of peace and tranquility in this world.

Song Ting suddenly stopped and said sheepishly: "If you still have something to do, I won't delay you."

Chu Zizhou: "It's okay. I'm fine this afternoon." After a pause, he said, "I'm much better off than the educated youth. I have good food and accommodation. Besides, this place is much better than Northwest and Xinjiang City."