Responsible to the mother and brother opposite, Song Qinghan's face (colour) has not changed, her voice is indifferent: "My leg is broken, no matter what, she is dependent on Jiao Jiao, naturally she has the final say!" Then, he looked at Su Jiao Jiao, the eyebrows (colours) suddenly softened: "Jiaojiu, you deal with it, don't worry about me.
As soon as this remark came out, Ms Song's face (colour) suddenly changed, and she kept swearing: "If you counsel, you know you are useless..."
"Why don't you **** **** up?!" Su Jiaojiu was irritated and took the kitchen broom and hit it: "Go away! This is my home and I'm not allowed to come in!"
Holding the knife is just a bluff, and you can't hit them with the knife.
But the broom was different. Su Jiao and Jiao held in both hands. A white and tender face was red because of force, but they greeted them with tension in their faces: "Roll or not! Can you bully me? !"
"Ouch--" Mother Song was beaten several times, and Song Qingshan wasn't much better, but she was still protected by Mother Song, hiding behind her.
"You're a lunatic! As a daughter-in-law you treat me like this, I'm going to go to the captain to judge... Oh, my life is so hard, I have such an unfilial son-ah -" cried halfway, Su Jiao Jiao swiped hard at her fart, and immediately screamed and shouted at her.
"You, you..." Song Mother looked at Sujiaojiao forcefully but didn't expect her to dare to take such a heavy hand.
Su Jiao Jiao's face was cold and arrogant, disdainful: "What's wrong with me? This is my home, you come in without my permission, that's (Qiang Qiang) robber! It's all right to kill!" Driveaway.
Hitting on the body at once, although not so painful, but also painful, it was more embarrassing, Mother Song was annoyed and said: "You *** wait for me!"
Leaving such a sentence, led Song Qingshan to run quickly. The staggering appearance obviously couldn't be avoided, that is, the mouth was not forgiving, and he kept cursing.
Su Jiao does not like to quarrel with others, and the trouble has always been direct hands-on, this trouble, the weather is already hot, suddenly breathless.
She put down the broom and wiped the sweat on her face, but she looked at something in the yard, especially the mess in the kitchen. Just to hit someone, the noodle fell to the ground. The thing was dusty and immediately dirty...
She ran distressedly to pack things, and heard the matchmaker's voice: [The host is not distressed, the task has been completed, because it is too good, the system rewards a tube of noodles as appropriate! 】
Su Jiao Jiao's hand to pack things, feels less distressed: [Thank you, Hong Kong. 】
It must have been Honghong's help. Thank you, she said it very sincerely.
The matchmaker shouted shyly and happily circled: [No, you’re welcome! 】
Su Jiao smiled and continued to pack up the unsoiled noodles, and the rest... She estimated (touched Mo) for a moment, she was about to lose it, her mother could scold her, and then wash in water Can you eat it in a moment?
Suddenly, the sound of the booming approached, Su Jiaojiao turned his head and saw the young man with the light on his head, walking with a cane. There were some grievances and apologies in his voice: "Sorry, sorry."
Su Jiao Jiao couldn't see his expression clearly, but when she heard this voice, she felt a bit worried. At this time, she also reacted. No matter how unsatisfied Mother Song was, Song Qinghan's mother felt a little embarrassed:
"No, it's okay, that... I'll tell you first, we are all married, although we didn't get a marriage certificate, it also means that we have a share of the family's things, no one can secretly move without my permission, including Your mother, stealing is not asking about it, but for thieves (Qiang Qiang) to steal, I have always been welcome!"
Originally it was reasonable, but when it came to the back when I remembered what the mother and son of the Song family did, Su Jiaojiao's face (colour) was much uglier and his voice was a lot colder.
Anyway, she and Song Qinghan had no feelings. She just felt embarrassed, but she didn't worry about Song Qinghan's bad impression of herself.
Her father said that most of the family's things were bought by his teammates, and a small part was bought by him because she was afraid that it would be useless for her to come over.
And how could there be such a straightforward and abusive son in this world, who still came over the first day of marriage to find someone who wanted to take home? Disgusting!
She never thought of domesticating such people, because the roots were broken and the teaching was not good.
Surprisingly, Song Qinghan didn't say anything, he nodded easily, and faded the indifference towards the Song family's mother and son. He looked at her with confidence: "This is the reason, I said, this is you, what do you want Just like that."
Although he just looked at this farce and felt a little embarrassed, he was more relieved. That's fine, he completely cut off the relationship and no need to contact.
Su Jiao Jia was immediately happy. Sure enough, Song Qinghan was not an idiot. She grinned, and her big round eyes became crescents. She stood up and wanted to say something to him. a bit.
Song Qinghan's heart jumped, and immediately stretched out his hand to support her, making her nervous: "Is it uncomfortable?"
Su Jiao Jiao shook his head: "It's okay, she stood too fast." She smiled and turned to help him: "You go back to rest quickly, be careful that the wound on your stomach is broken."
"Hmm!" Song Qinghan nodded and looked at the white* tender fingers holding his arm. A complex emotion crossed the bottom of his eyes, but his lips were unconscious.
*****
The farce stopped temporarily, Su Jiao helped Song Qinghan to return to the hall, and then took the potion that she had dropped and applied it to him again.
Under the bright light, Song Qinghan's waist and abdomen were slightly tight, the abdominal muscles were particularly obvious, and he was a thin person, with very beautiful lines.
If it weren't for him, Su Jiao almost wanted to steal (touch Mo).
But after thinking about it, Su Jiao Jiao blushed, "cough cough..." He coughed a little and straightened up, ready to tell him a few things about the Song family, he saw the man's eyes looking at the left side, face The face (colour) is deeper than one layer.
She blinked, and suddenly felt the heat on her face loosened, and said softly: "Song Qinghan, I want to discuss with you your attitude towards your parents, how?"
Song Qinghan, who was originally disturbed by the look, was refreshed. His thoughts moved. The eyes fell on the girl sitting next to him. The skin was fair, the brows were beautiful, the lips were tender, the posture was relaxed but vulgar, and the eyes were clear and gentle. , Look at the clothes she is wearing, light (colour) floral shirt, black (colour) loose trousers and a pair of cloth shoes.
Very common rural girls dress up, but in this way, Song Qinghan feels that she is more beautiful than the educated youths from the few cities in the team.
He didn't pay attention to it before, but once or twice, just now (kiss wen), inexplicably a lot of styles, but in memory, Su Jiao's performance is not good?
Thoughts flashed in a flash, Song Qinghan nodded, and Jun Lang's eyebrows were slightly softer: "You said."
Seen by such eyes, Su Jiao Jiao was a bit unnatural and didn't open his eyes, and said seriously: "I don't like them. I know a lot about your previous situation, plus they have **** like this, So I can’t honour them, and I don’t plan to ignore them. As for gossiping, I don’t care. Anyway, I don’t love to go out, and I can’t hear them. If you are filial, you have to wait for you to hurt yourself Earn money for filial piety. Now the things here are not your comrades’, or my dad’s, but can’t give them!"
In the beginning, the voice was still a little low. After the last few sentences, it was extremely clear, like a small chin, straight and strong.
Anyway, no matter whether it was given by his comrades, it is here in name, it is the two of them, don't think of filling the vampire family with this.
But after all, it was his parents who vomited, no matter how good or bad the result was, he would always grieve his sad things, so she didn’t dare to look at him after she finished speaking, and her eyes fell on his hand on the rocking chair. Whispering-worthy of being a male, not just a good-looking face, this hand is also a male **** hand, slender hand shape, distinct but not abrupt, nails (dry gan) net beautiful.
Song Qinghan looked at her with a little arrogant look, and a smile flickered under her eyes, but the next second turned into sadness, "Well, you decide, just say that you are the one to be the master."
"I am the master?" Su Jiao Jia was surprised.
"Really!" Song Qinghan said again, and when she saw her eyes shining brightly, she moved her heart, remembering the money she was hiding.
Su Jiao Jia was a little bit excited, rubbing his hands, and his waist was straightened a lot. He immediately began to think about what he would do next to make him more worthy of the reputation of this family.
The first thing is a complaint!
Today is the first day of the wedding. Mother Song dared to come and make trouble, even if Su Jiao did not think it was a true marriage, but it was also very unpleasant. Also, I dare to do such a thing today, when she is not At home, do you want to vacate her house?
Su Jiao Jiao laughed, must complain! Her mother can say, just call her if there is anything!
Who wouldn’t have waited for her to think about it, the matchmaker system has released the next task: [ding! Task 8, as a newly established family, please urge the husband and Song family to completely separate, reward: a bicycle ticket! 】
Sujiao Xiao* opened her mouth slightly and looked at the task in surprise: [This means that the Song family still has to do things? 】
The small system covers her small * mouth and cannot be spoiled!
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Su Jiao, who was going to sue, because of this task, (dry gan) simply couldn't go.
Anyway, this person would do things on her own, and she did it.
In this class, it was almost noon, when Su Jiao lazily got up and prepared to eat, the wide-open door of the courtyard came in a few people at once, among them, the captain Wang Jianye, the parents of the Song family, And the only baby son, plus some curious, familiar faces.
A group of people came over aggressively, and Mother Song had the loudest voice, pointing at her and shouting, "Captain, you have to judge me! I am Song Qinghan's mother-in-law. Such a shrew, I came over to see, she still beat me out! Do you have any such people..."
Song Qingshan also said, "Team leader, you don't know that this shrew is chopping people with a knife. If I hadn't had any luck, I wouldn't see you now, and I had to pay compensation, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to pass this thing today!"
Wang Jianye had a headache, and his face (colour) ugly walked to the front, thinking about how to pervert this matter. The Song family is a person. Who doesn’t know in the village, just because the home can be so downcast in Song Qinghan When he married his daughter, he was embarrassed to blame others.
Su Jiao Jiao heard the movement coming out, narrowed his waist (inserted cha), and immediately slammed everyone down: "Noisy? Noisy? Your mother came over and I justified it for grabbing things? Believe it or not, I went to the police to sue you (strong Qiang) Theft!"