Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

  After the dinner, there is a gala.

   Don't get me wrong, it's not the TV Spring Festival Gala that you must watch every year, but a gala organized by the army itself.

  The soldiers assembled, and they filed into the auditorium to take their seats.

   There are not many people in the boot camp, but there are many programs, especially the programs that won the last singing competition, all of which have been ordered again.

  Su Haitang was not easily let go. She sang three songs in a row, and the audience was still hot. One after another, she shouted the names of the songs in her new album, which almost turned into her concert.

   "Just singing is boring, let me tell you a joke."

  Su Haitang saw that the big guy was making a lot of trouble, and didn't want to spoil the big guy's interest, so he proposed a compromise.

"Okay!"

   The audience roared and applauded, Su Haitang bowed generously, searched in her head, and opened her mouth.

   "I don't know how many years ago, there was a land rich man, although he was not a rich one, he was a well-known rich household in Shili Ba Village."

   "Before the land rich man was dying, he called for his three sons, panted hard, pointed to the bedside table with shaking fingers, and said intermittently."

   "Father, I leave it to you, open it."

   "The boss stepped forward with red eyes and gently opened the top drawer. He thought he would see gold, silver, jewelry and silver box office deeds, but he only saw a pair of chopsticks on the red velvet cloth."

  Su Haitang paused, her eyes swept down the stage like water, and found that most of the comrades in arms listened with gusto, only Ling Nantan left the corner of her mouth without a trace, smiling smugly.

   She raised the corners of her mouth slightly and continued to say the joke.

   "The boss was stunned, his dream of making a fortune was shattered, and the old father was about to pass away, so he couldn't help but feel sad, took a breath, picked up his chopsticks and smashed it into two pieces on his knees!"

"He choked out the broken chopsticks in both hands and nodded his head: Dad, one pair of chopsticks is broken, ten pairs of chopsticks are in a ball, I understand what you taught me, I must love the two younger brothers, brothers unite , not to be bullied by outsiders.”

   "Okay!" There was a round of applause from the audience. Young girls and boys who are pure and warm-blooded are particularly susceptible to this kind of positive energy!

   Although Ling Nantan also applauded along with the crowd, there was disdain in his eyes, and his self-confidence that his IQ was higher than everyone else's superiority was really unfortunate.

  Su Haitang looked away, raised her hand to stop everyone's applause, and continued speaking.

   "Tu Lao Cai spat out a mouthful of blood, and painstakingly pointed at his second son."

   "The second child opened the middle drawer and found a pair of chopsticks that were exactly the same. With the elder brother's example in front of him, he also took out the chopsticks and broke them without hesitation, expressing his brother's determination to break the gold."

   "Tu Lao Cai's face is like golden paper, choked in his throat, his fingers are shaking so much that he can't lift it up, and he only looks at the third child with his eyes."

   "The third child cried like tears, opened the bottom drawer, took out a pair of chopsticks and broke it, and made a loud statement."

"Don't worry, Dad, the truth you taught will be remembered in your heart. The most precious thing in the world is not gold and silver treasure, but the closest brotherhood. As long as the three brothers love each other and work together, we will be able to start from scratch and create a unique Weaker than father's belongings, don't worry!"

   "The three brothers hugged their heads and cried, and sighed at the father's heart to teach his sons. Before he died, he would rather give up his family's wealth, but also teach them the most important brotherhood. Immediately, their hearts were aching, and they rushed to the father's bed and wept bitterly."

  Su Haitang looked at the distracted comrades in the audience, smiled slightly, and ended.

"The old rich man vomited several mouthfuls of blood, glared angrily at the broken chopsticks in the hands of his three sons, and shouted with all his strength, "I've collected chopsticks for the emperor's imperial use with all my heart and soul, you three prodigal things! Sha Laozi."

   "After roaring, Tu Lao Cai's neck crooked, and he couldn't close his eyes."