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After sighing, Lu Tianyu adjusted his smile against the window. After finally squeezing out a smiley face that looked better, he tried to keep this smiley face and hold the statue to keep up with his father.

So-called reaching out and not smiling people, I hope to see it on my refreshing smile. Uncle Song will not drive people with brooms after putting the statue on later.

When Lu went upstairs, he didn't arrive. The voice came first: "Old Song, I'm here, wow haha. ”

“...” Daddy Song pushed his glasses, and when he heard this laugh, he felt the hidden pain coming from his liver.

Soon, old Lu opened the door and followed Lu Tianyu behind him.

“You old bastard, after a year, finally remembered to come to my house to play?” Daddy Song first shouted and mentioned the astute word 'year’.

“Ha-ha-ha, that hasn't been a busy day.” Old Lu hit a ha-ha.

Daddy Song picked out his eyebrows and he knew that the next time Lu should start showing off his son.

After decades of losing friends, Old Lu's next move was the same as Daddy Song's guess.

When old Luhaha laughed, he turned around and said: "Haha, God bless, come and see your Uncle Song! ”

Behind him, Lu Tianyu came in with a big statue with a stiff smile on his face: "Hello Uncle Song. ”

“Song, do you feel God bless you have grown up again lately? It's half a head taller than me.” Old Lu is proud of Yangtze - he hasn't lost since he was a kid and tall with Old Song Bi!

Daddy Song thought about his family's book voyage, 175 height, although not short, compared to Lu Tianzo in the early 1m and 9s in front of him, suddenly the jet lag is a huge difference.

After sighing, Daddy Song knew that after showing off his son, Lu was about to show off his son's career.

Old Lu, like his own home, smoked a chair next to Song's father and sat down: "Song, remember the year before yesterday when God blessed you to drop out of school? After all these years of hard work out there, it's a small achievement at last! You know the precious timber business? When Tianyu invested to do it in previous years, it had not been liked. But in the past few days, the business of precious timber has become more and more red, God bless! Last year alone, he made more than 10 million dollars. ”

“Young people are much better than Lu!” Daddy Song was not soft and hard to sarcastically put Lu.

Next, after Lu Shaoxiang's career, should he show off his son's luxury car?

As Daddy Song thought, Lu then patted Daddy Song's shoulder proudly: “Son is better than Daddy, this is a biblical and earthly thing. By the way, Song, did you see that car parked downstairs? The BMW 7th series fits, although it's not a very good car, it's all taken care of, more than 2 million. My God bless doesn't think it's classy enough. In two years, we'll need a better car. Whatever Ma, whatever Ferrari, whatever. ”

Lu Tianyu can't wait to have a stitch on the ground at this time, so he can get into it himself. It's an old shame. But in the face of Daddy Song's praise, he can only keep laughing.

A luxury car!

Shit, when the boy graduates from Book and Navigation, be sure to let him make money quickly. Don't say "seven series" then. Just go to the Ferrari model, you can't make that much money, see if he can't smoke... wipe, forget it. It's not that easy to make money!

“Come on, Song, I'll come to the door this time, and I won't give you anything else. I'll give you a statue. I hear you like to keep it. I've spent a lot of time carving it. The prototype of the statue had a lot of impact and wind waves online. Unfortunately, we can't get the prototype. We can only replace it with a similar one.” Lao Lu looked sorry and reached out to his son and told him to hand over the gift.

Lu Tianyu's face smoked and tried to keep a refreshing smile. He handed the statue over carefully.

Papa Song pushed the glasses and took the statue - Ma Egg, this guy Lu gave it to me, definitely not a good thing.

Pretty heavy. Copper crossing?

Then, Daddy Song lifted the cover of the statue and revealed a fine statue inside.

It was a slender literary girl, sitting still, with an open book on her lap. Literary girl's head slightly raised, on her other palm, holding a winged peace dove...

The statue is pretty good, the mood is good, and the literary girl is even more alive. Daddy Song was confused for a while. Is Lu really a transsexualist? Send him a gift that suits his eyes?

“Ha-ha-ha, isn't that nice? This statue is amazing!” Old Lu smiled exaggerated: “See, literary girls read while holding a bird against it - this is the" Read a Bird on a Book "statue that was so hot back then. I've been preparing for over a year, and today I finally have a chance to send it to you! ”

Revenge, revenge of red fruit!

This is Lu in retaliation for last year, Song Daddy took Song Shuhang with him to his house to show off.

What's the use of reading at your house? My son dropped out of school and made a fortune! What kind of bird is that? That's Old Lu's voice at the moment.

“Ha-ha-ha, okay!” Daddy Song chewed on his teeth and screamed three times better: “I'll take this gift! I'll ‘treasure' it! ”

Papa Song decided to keep the statue.

When Song Shuhang comes out later, he can use the statue to take it back and beat Lu's face. If Song Shuhang is miserable in the future, he will beat Song Shuhang's face with this statue!

Mother Song shook her head in the kitchen at this time. She felt like Father Song and Lu were old men, so completely hopeless! Two old guys don't hurt each other for a second, they're uncomfortable.

“Ha ha ha, keep it. That's my point.” Old Lu's face was satisfied - holding him for a year, this breath finally came out, it wasn't easy. After seeing Old Song biting his teeth and accepting the gift, Old Lu felt a warm stream pouring out of his heart, pouring all over his body, unable to speak freely.

“Neither of you, nor the children, are afraid to laugh. Shut up, Woo. Sit down and eat.” Mama Song came out of the kitchen, served the last dish, and then each had a bowl of white rice.

“Brother and sister, do you have any wine?” Looking at the white rice in front of him, Lu mumbled his mouth and asked - he is now happy in his heart and can't wait to have a bowl of spirits, one bite to kill.

Mama Song turned a white eye: “No drinking on an empty stomach, eat before drinking! ”

“Yes, I always eat and drink in my house. Old Lu, you don't have enough bowls, at least three bowls of white rice to bottom-up!” Daddy Song took it seriously.

“You old Song, eat first, then eat first! I'm gonna drink you down today!” Lao Lu picked up the rice bowl and quickly pulled three or two bites into his mouth.

Lu Tianzo smiled bitterly and sat down next to his father. After thanking Mother Song, he started eating.

“By the way, Song, how come you're not back yet? Summer break, huh?” Lu took a few bites and asked.

“The last time I called, he said that his friend had invited him as a guest, so I guess I'll be back soon.” Daddy Song answered casually.

At this time, he doesn't want Song Shuhang to come back to suffer - old Lu, if Song Shuhang is here, he must be ridiculed by all kinds of fantasies, shh! Luckily, the friend of Shuhang invited him as a guest, so good.

“Ha ha, well, what a shame.” Old Lu picked up two more bites of rice: “Speaking of which, is it almost time for you to learn how to drive? Did you learn? ”

“Tell me about it. I don't know if he learned or not.” Daddy Song answered casually.

“If you don't learn, I'll be driving BMW 7 to teach him in the summer! I used to be a driving school coach, too.” Lu patted his chest.

Daddy Song's mouth is pounding... Lu's skill is too dry to bear witness.

But it's an egg, and one day my book sails home in a luxury car, and I don't show off twice as much!

Time flies by, and two hours pass by.

Midway, Song Shuhang added sub oil to the tractor - Huangshan Zhenjun wouldn't have expected it sooner, Baijong would choose to take himself home with the tractor, so even the spare oil was ready?

White Zoolander started out playing with a tractor. It's very powerful, all kinds of hi.

But after two hours of driving down, he seemed a little bored.

“Book Sailing, haven't you arrived yet?” The White Honored asked.

“Almost there, at our current rate, in over an hour.” Song Shuhang exclaimed that the speed at which the tractor can be driven out of the sports car can only be achieved by the Honorable Bai.

“Another hour.” Senior White exclaimed, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Book sailing, change people, you drive! ”

“I drive? I can't drive a tractor.” Song Shuhang's mouth twitched.

“It's okay, it's easy, I'll teach you.” Baijong found an empty section and slowly stopped the tractor. After stopping, he jumped off the tractor and stretched his lazy waist.

Song Shuhang had to attach the armrest of the tractor with his scalp.

Baijun switched to Song Shuhang's position, and the whole person shrunk into a small group, pointing to Song Shuhang's side of him to drive the tractor.

Some things are a hundred ways, Song Shuhang will soon get started.

“Bombing… suddenly…” The tractor rekindled the black smoke and ran joyfully on the avenue.

Somewhere in Huaxia.

Cloud Misty Daoist sits on the glow of the Sword Ball and floats in the air.

“It's almost time to go back to the air pirate door, the Huangshan guy is weak and hasn't come to catch me yet. Thanks to the fact that I've been watching out for him day and night for raids, I'm bored.” The cloudsmith stood up and stretched his lazy waist.

Because of his guard against Huangshan Zhenjun, after escaping from the Five Fingers Mountain sealed land, he did not dare contact the disciple of the Airborne Gate, afraid of being captured by Huangshan Zhenjun Shundou Gua.

The cloudsmith pulled a map out of his arms and carefully checked his current position: “Moving forward, it should be in the direction of Wenzhou City. ”