Tuan Chong Fu Bao's 70s

Chapter 266

The little Doudings in the first grade are kind-hearted and curious.

Seeing Jin Bao's nose, I couldn't help expressing my concern, "Student Jin Bao, why do you have a long nose?"

long nose.

long nose.

long nose.

What Jin Bao hates most now is the word long nose.

Because these three words will remind Jin Bao that he was in this classroom yesterday, Nuan Bao cursed himself that he would grow a long nose, and now he really has a "long nose".

Her eyes were full of resentment, and she stared at Nuan Bao.

They are all warm treasures.

When Zheng Zhaodi said that Nuanbao was a crow's mouth and broom star, she didn't take it seriously.

But now it seems.

Jiang Nuanbao is a veritable broom star.

More and more little bean dices asked Jin Bao what happened, Jin Bao angrily pushed away the children in front of him, "You guys are so annoying, it's none of your business?"

Little Bean Ding was startled by Jin Bao's sudden temper.

They, who were kindly treated as donkey livers and lungs, returned to their seats obediently, shrinking their heads like little quails.

Because in the eyes of first grade children.

Being annoyed by classmates is a big deal.

They really fret about it for days.

Especially on the premise that he was scolded without any malice.

Nuan Bao whispered to Qin Xiyan, "Brother, I wonder what happened to Jin Bao's nose?"

Qin Xiyan smoothed Shun Nuanbao's soft hair, smiled faintly, and said, "Leave her alone."

Nuan Bao hummed, "Brother, Nuan Bao will recite the ancient poem you taught Nuan Bao last night, and Nuan Bao will recite it to you."

Qin Xiyan nodded.

Nuan Bao coughed softly, and turned half a circle in Qin Xiyan's direction, with her small hands behind her back.

The voice of the little milk is crisp and lively, "The young and the old leave home, the old man returns, the local accent has not changed, and the mane has faded. The children meet each other and do not know each other. They laugh and ask the guests where they come from."

The little Doudings nearby heard it.

"Wow, Jiang Nuanbao is really good, he can recite ancient poems that the teacher hasn't taught.",

"Because Jiang Nuanbao is a little child prodigy!"

"Jiang Jinbao is also a child prodigy, so Jiang Jinbao should know how to recite it."

"Don't talk about Jiang Jinbao, she is so vicious, even more vicious than the big yellow dog at Grandpa Wang's house in the village. I was almost scared to death just now."

"Yes, she's not civilized, she's talking fart."

"It's better to be Jiang Nuanbao. Jiang Nuanbao smiles at everyone and looks good."

"..."

Jin Bao listened to all Xiao Douding's words.

She was angrily picking at the table board.

Why does this damn warm treasure like to fight against herself so much!
Really pissed off.

Is it doomed that Nuan Bao will be her deadly enemy in this life?

Jin Bao soon gave up thinking about it.

Because she was thinking about a more important thing, which was whether the wound that was bitten by a mouse would leave a scar.

If there will be scars...

That's disfigured.

Still on the nose.

She still remembered that in her previous life, what she was most proud of was her tall nose.

If it really broke...

She still has to save money to have plastic surgery when she grows up.

I'm so bored!
This year, midsummer.

In a small county town far away from the production brigade of Mingyue Village, an earthquake occurred.

The magnitude of the earthquake was huge, and there were countless casualties.

When the news reached the Mingyue Village production team, ten days had passed since the earthquake.

Zhou Shengli held a meeting with the villagers of the production brigade with a loudspeaker.

The saliva stars flew out quickly and wanted to respond to the call of the country. If one party is in trouble, all parties will support it.

But these days, every household is living a tight life.

There was an earthquake elsewhere, and they sympathized.

But nothing but sympathy.

Even though Zhou Shengli broke his throat, no one was the first to stand up and say: Donate money and materials.

Zhou Shengli understands the folks, but if he fails to complete the tasks assigned by his superiors.

When I go to the commune tomorrow, the superiors will ask, "Why can everyone in ten miles and eight villages come up with money, but your production team can't? Your Mingyue Village production team is still a model production team, and you take the lead to be an example? "

only……

The villagers are unwilling to take money, and Zhou Shengli can't take out other people's pockets.

He got angry in a hurry.

"Captain Zhou, I will donate."

Jiang Laosi, who had just returned home, hurried to the front of the mountain, took out five cards of great unity, and handed them to Zhou Shengli, "You are right, if one party is in trouble, all parties will support them. If we say something bad at the time, if we are in trouble, they will pay us back."

In fact, the amount Jiang Laosi wanted to donate was far more than 50 yuan.

But if he took out so much money in front of the folks, it would be too eye-catching.

It is easy to cause disaster.

Finally someone responded to him, and Zhou Shengli almost knelt down to Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Laosi hurriedly supported Zhou Shengli, "It should be, when the ancestors were fighting devils on the front line, they ran all over the country, pointing to where to fight, who knows who defended the hometown under our feet back then ?”

With those who opened their mouths, those behind were mobilized.

"Captain, we can't come up with 50 yuan, our family will donate one yuan, you don't think it's too little."

"It's the same with my family. The child just got married, and the money borrowed by the four majors has not been repaid, so I stretch out my hand. I don't have much strength, so don't be disgusted."

"..."

In every household, the accumulation of less makes more.

When Jiang Laosi returned home, he kept wandering around.

Li Hongxiu was dizzy by him, "Fourth brother, do you have something on your mind?"

Only then did Jiang Laosi stop, walked up to Li Hongxiu, and said, "I want to donate more money, but I don't want the folks to know. After all, the money is not exposed."

Li Hongxiu asked, "Then how much do you want to donate?"

Fourth Jiang sat down and did some calculations, "Our family doesn't seem to be short of anything right now. A few beds a month are more than enough to live on, but we have a lot of children, so we don't know how much we will get in the future. How about it, I thought, Nuanbao, Xiyan, Caoya, Xiangxiang’s tuition fees, meals, and accommodation fees from elementary school to university, I have to stay in advance, 1 yuan is designated as not enough, mother is getting older, The body is not very strong, and the policy of my father-in-law did not know when it was relaxed. We still traveled thousands of miles to pick up people, and this money should be kept, so the money from selling Ganoderma lucidum last year was used to build a house, buy a forest farm, and saplings. , there is less than 3 yuan left, I want to keep [-] yuan, and donate the rest."

Li Hongxiu chuckled, "Fourth brother, you have said two idioms in these few words!"

Fourth Jiang scratched the back of his head, "Is there any?"

Li Hongxiu counted with his fingers, "More than enough, traveling thousands of miles away, it's not in vain to prick up your ears and listen to Xiyan read stories to Nuanbao every day!"

Fourth Jiang's ears turned red, "I'm not afraid. When my father-in-law comes, I'm a big bastard. I think your marriage to me is like a flower stuck in cow dung."

Li Hongxiu felt warm in his heart, "My father is not that kind of person, fourth brother, don't worry, my father will definitely like you."

(End of this chapter)