Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 99 The Great God Stick opened his mouth

as predicted,

"Ok."

   Huo Yu hooked his lips, the coldness of his three-dimensional eyebrows and eyes softened, he took the black mobile phone by the desk,

   Click on Song Qing's WeChat account on the top, enter the circle of friends, and save the photo.

   set it as a desktop, raised his eyes, looked at Shen Bai who was still standing in front of the desk, raised his eyebrows slightly,

   "Anything else?"

   The voice line is calm, it seems to be no different from usual,

   "It's alright, it's alright, sir, do you want me to contact the people from the William Group again to urge you?"

   Shen Bai tsk tsk sighed at his grandfather's sullenness, but his fair face was calm and calm,

   Of course, he did not forget to take the opportunity to show his hospitality. Maybe he was in a good mood, so he would give himself a salary increase?

   Huo Yuang hides his straight back, leans on the boss chair, and has a well-jointed palm,

   rubbed his fingertips against the screen of his mobile phone, the black eyes that could not tell the abyss of joy and anger narrowed, and the thin lips opened lightly,

"Need not."

   Shen Bai didn't understand a little, but thinking about it is right. Whether the contract is signed or not, it shouldn't be them who are anxious.

  …

   At eight o'clock in the morning, although the sun is not too dazzling, it also makes people feel a little hot.

  Song Qing, a person who is not common in the village, walks in the village, and everyone has to take a look at him wherever he goes.

   "Qing girl, are you looking for your grandma?"

   Passing by a winter melon field, I was stopped by a familiar voice, I looked carefully,

   is Aunt Xiang, and the man in the family is building a shelf for the winter melon to climb the vine. Seeing her smiling,

   "Yes, auntie, how are you busy? I slept a little late. You are busy here, have you seen where my grandma is going?"

  The weather is hot,

   Afraid that the two elders would be working in the fields, Song Qing took two bottles of water from the refrigerator when they went out.

  I asked others for help, and I saw Aunt Xiang’s face was red and sweating under the hat because of her work, so I handed it over,

   "Auntie, you drink."

   "Hey, no, Aunt Shui has it herself."

  Aunt Xiang pushed it back, picked up the cold tea in the big water bottle, and took a few sips,

  Song Qing thought of Huo Yu, the dog man seems to like drinking tea, next time ask Xu Shen,

  Is there any good tea, pay attention, in the heart of the ocean, the Huo family and the wardrobe of the private manor,

   Rows of clothes, jewelry, menthol cigarettes, including this time, gifts for grandparents,

Most of the    was also given by Huo Yu. Thinking about himself again, Song Qing suddenly felt a little guilty.

   She doesn't seem to have given anything...

  Cough, it's alright, I'll make it up when I go back.

   "It's still a little late, the girl's family is really embarrassed to say it, and she doesn't even open her eyes to see,

   How high is the sun? If you want me to say, the people in this city are just different from us.

   Those who sleep until the sun rises three poles do not know how to wake up, unlike us who get up early to do farm work when the chickens are still crowding. "

   "Hey, girl from the Song family, you don't always sleep during the day and work at night in the city, right?

  Tsk tsk, shouldn't you really tell me to tell you, you are doing that immoral business, right? "

  The snarky voice came from behind. Coincidentally, the winter melon field of Aunt Xiang's house,

   Opposite is the old Luo family, Song Qing turned back, and suddenly saw Zeng Yanhua's pair of hanging triangle eyes,

   Sitting on the ridge to rest, spit old phlegm on the ground, staring at himself with contempt and scorn,

beside,

   Also sitting next to a man in his mid-thirties, with slanted bangs that covered his eyes, and a non-mainstream dress,

   smoked a cigarette, saw her look over, exhaled a thick puff of smoke thinking he was handsome, raised his eyebrows to say hello,

   "Yo, Sister Song Qing, it's been a long time since I've seen her. The 18th National Women's University has changed and she's become beautiful again."

   stared maliciously, and began to glance up and down Song Qing's long coat, long sleeves and long pants,

  I saw that it was loose, I couldn't see anything, and it was a pity to tut twice, very wretched,

"Ah."

  Song Qing hooked his lips and sneered. The voice was not too loud or too small, and people in the winter melon fields on both sides could hear it.

   Not to mention Zeng Yanhua and his son, even Aunt Xiang felt a tight back.

   I felt a shiver in my heart for no reason, and it was strange that it was a hot day,

   A sentence in Song Qing's dark, cool and unfathomable words rang out in his ears,

   "It's hard to live, isn't it? You should eat and drink, and take a walk while you can still dance."

   Listening to this sentence, no matter how I listen to it, I feel that it is not right, but I can't say what is wrong.

  Looking at the old Luo family, the son who was disgusting wherever he went in the village wanted to jump over the wall and scold people,

   Aunt Xiang was afraid that the parents would be stingy and would do something to this delicate girl Song Qing, so she spoke quickly,

   "Qing girl, your grandma is in your house, in the field with a lychee tree,

   Go, go, it's hot, get the water to the two old people, heatstroke can be a problem. "

   As he said that, he winked at Song Qing, signaling Song Qing not to care,

   Hurry up, there is a reason for mentioning Grandpa Song and Grandma Song, and I don’t know why,

  The village chief respected the two elders very much, and he would bring something to sit in the courtyard of the Song family every three days.

   The son of the Lao Luo family would not dare to offend the village chief no matter how generous he was. What Aunt Xiang didn’t know was that,

  Song Qing had fortune-telling for the village chief before and left the village to return to the Song family.

   Just pay to build roads in the village, and there are others that need to lag behind other villages,

  So, how could it be disrespectful, but the only people who know about this are the village chief and the two elders.

   "Wait for me, you stinky **** who gets ridden by thousands of people!"

  Luo Jincai clenched his fist, the size of the sandbag, and stared at Song Qing's slender back.

   night,

  In the courtyard of the Song family, the orange light bulb was lit, and the stone table under the grape trellis,

  Let’s pick lychees for one day today and pick most of the whole tree. Song Qing likes to eat lychees.

  If it wasn't for the fear of getting angry, she could write like Su Shi's poem, 'Three hundred lychees a day'

   "Bad girl, I just passed by your Aunt Xiang's house, she asked me to lock the door carefully these few nights,

   Said that you were in the winter melon field in the morning, arguing with that **** from the Luo family, and cursed him? "

   Grandma Song asked with a smile while peeling the lychee. Grandpa Song, who was smoking a cigarette beside him, suddenly sank.

   "Qingqing, don't be afraid, Master is not dead yet, tonight Master will put the pole on the bedside,

   That **** from the Luo family dares to come, and I dare to break his legs. Every day, he does nothing serious. "

   No wonder Grandpa Song had such a big reaction. It was Luo Jincai who was notorious in the village.

  When I was a child, I loved to bully children of the same age in the village, robbing things to eat, grab things to play, because of my height and strength.

   The old Luo family, they don't know what happened, they can't regenerate no matter how they are born,

   Just such a single seedling, it is even more spoiled and lawless, and he is not willing to discipline him when he does something wrong.

  I knew how to climb the wall when I was a teenager. I wanted to peek at my daughter-in-law taking a bath, but luckily I didn't climb the wall.

   was found and reprimanded by passers-by, and his memory stopped after being beaten by the husband of the little daughter-in-law.

  I'm almost thirty now, I'm idle at home, I go out to work and think that the society beats me too hard,

   Going down to the fields to do farm work depends on your mood. If you work for a long time, you have to kill a chicken to make up for it, plus that **** mouth of a long-tongued woman,

   From ten miles and eight townships, let alone a good girl, even a girl is unwilling to marry.

   (end of this chapter)