Happy little peasants

When Jiang Xiaohu kicked Song Dabao, the latter was shivering, for fear that the other party might come again, and even yelled, "Ah!"

This sound was not like a gentleman at all, but more like a little lady who was scared by a wolf, with a long rhyme.

"Cut!" Jiang Xiaohu couldn't laugh or cry, "What's your name? I didn't explode you again! I said you would let me go, or why should I go there?"

"Where have you been?" Song Dabao could not find Bei at all.

What to say to his wife, what to ask for two thousand yuan, save some private money by the way, and then stand up in front of friends, everything, everything has become a passing moment.No, it became the stench in his ***, blowing in the wind, even in this open area, it smoked the person behind him.

"Nonsense, I'm going to the Red Flower Driving School, of course I have to cross this road!" Jiang Xiaohu sighed, holding his forehead, "Of course, if you don't mind, I don't mind pressing over you."

"Ah! Mind, mind!" Song Dabao and others hurriedly got up, obediently letting a way out.

Jiang Xiaohu snorted, swayed back to the car, started the car, and left slowly.

Looking at the fading back of the tricycle, Song Dabao felt that a certain part of his body was gradually moving away from him.The task assigned by his wife was not completed, and he had no good life for at least one year in the future.

Jiang Xiaohu drove a tricycle, feeling that he was sixteen years old, that windy boy.Although he is actually only nineteen years old this year.

The tricycle came to the gate of the Dahonghua Driving School in the bumps, and Xiaohu of the old Yuan Jiang saw Song Nv standing in the shade of the tree beside the door looking forward to it.

He graciously went to park the car and walked to the driving school.

Song Nu was standing under the tree, eating ice cream while playing with her mobile phone.She was waiting for news of her husband Song Dabao's triumph, hum, the guy named Jiang Xiaohu dared to play with herself, and still used her father's money as an'information fee', which touched her bottom line.

"Hey? Isn't that Jiang Xiaohu?" Suddenly she saw a familiar figure appeared in front of her, but it was not her husband Song Dabao's, but Jiang Xiaohu.

Jiang Xiaohu smiled and walked towards the door. What does this mean?Song Nu was stunned for a moment, and the ice cream in her hand fell to the ground with surprise and fright, her mouth couldn't close.

"Oh, how are you Sister Song!" Jiang Xiaohu greeted enthusiastically from afar, smiling like a daffodil.

But the more he laughed, the more shocked Song Nu was, and she didn't dare to make it clear.If you want to pretend to be invisible, this kid has a thicker skin than the roots of the city wall. He was walking towards the gate, but now it's good to come straight to her.

In desperation, Song Nu had to cheer up and deal with Jiang Xiaohu.

"Ah, haha, um." She slapped haha, looking forward to her husband's return.Where is this dead ghost?Is it a diversion?It is possible that this guy is not very high in IQ, otherwise he wouldn't be the son-in-law at her house.Humph, I look down on him.

However, even though she looked down on her husband who was eating soft food in her heart, Miss Song still looked forward to his appearance at this time.She was from a woman's family, facing Jiang Xiaohu alone, and the pressure was too great.

Jiang Xiaohu said: "Oh, this ice cream dropped, what a pity. I rushed to town from the village all the way to town, and I still want to eat one." He clicked his lips, greedy.

Song Nu was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer him.What do you mean?Do you want my old lady to buy you ice cream?There are no doors!Besides, who is to blame for this ice cream drop, who do you blame?

She thought angrily in her heart, and Jiang Xiaohu approached without warning, and whispered: "I tell you that the town is not peaceful recently, and a group of small gangsters came out and robbed the road."

Song girl shuddered. Could it be that he was talking about her husband?Her palms were sweating, and her chubby hands couldn't help squeezing the phone, desperately trying to call Song Dabao.

"How do you know?" she asked nervously.

Jiang Xiaohu said, "I just met at the intersection just now, and I was paralyzed by the beat."

"Ah?!" Song Nv exclaimed.

Jiang Xiaohu pretended to be surprised: "Huh?! What's wrong with Sister Song?"

"You, who did you just say is paralyzed?" Song Nu asked tremblingly.

Jiang Xiaohu said, "I'm talking about..."

In fact, Song Nu couldn't hear what he said later, because all her attention was on the other side of the street.Song Dabao and a few friends limped, their noses and faces were bruised and they were walking towards her.Seeing Jiang Xiaohu from afar, they stopped squatly and did not dare to approach.

Still need to ask?They must have been beaten!

The Song girl hiccups, hiccups, is angry and scared, and hiccups.My mind is blank, and I don't know what to think.

She certainly didn't feel sorry for her husband, she was more angry about him.With so many people, can't get a Murano kid?

Jiang Xiaohu was nagging, and after talking to her, he said: "Be careful yourself, I'm leaving, the exam is about to begin."

After speaking, he swaggered in and took the written test.According to the process, after the written test, he can officially start his driver's license learning. It won't be long before he is a certified family.Thinking of the driver's license that was about to be obtained, Jiang Xiaohu was very happy.

Song Dabao came to his wife to complain and ask for distress. By the way, he asked for credit--you see, I'm sorry, although I didn't complete the task, I sacrificed my life for you.

It's just that he didn't expect that Jiang Xiaohu happened to light up his wife's fire. At this moment, when Song Nu saw their embarrassment, not only did she not feel distressed, but she was rather angry.

Looking down at the ground again, the pitiful ice cream turned into a pool of milky white slime, and Song Nu was more upset.

As a woman, she has lived all her life, without money, status, and handsome husband. The only thing she has is this delicious mouth.Now, ice cream, one of her favorite delicacies in summer, actually fell to the ground because of Song Dabao, and the nameless fire in her heart started to rise.

The brothers around Song Dabao, adding a sidewalk across the street, could feel the murderous aura of Song Nv.

"I said, Brother Dabao, what's the matter with my sister-in-law?" One person cocked his mouth and swollen eyes, and he did not forget to ask more.

Song Dabao glanced at his daughter-in-law, and felt shocked.Knowing his wife Moruofu, Song Dabao knew her wife's temper too well.

He knew that Song Nu's goal was not achieved, she was filled with grievances, and she had to kneel and calculate when she went back at night.The keyboard at home is on his knees, and the wife is reluctant to let him ruin it.

But, in the presence of so many brothers, can he be so daunted?Can't!Immediately, Song Dabao's waist was straight, his head held up, and he said: "Your sister-in-law feels sorry for us. You are waiting here. I'll talk to her. When we turn back, we will drink and be shocked."

"Okay, Dabao, come on!"

Everyone pulled their fists at Song Dabao, and all of them stared at him with firm and encouraging eyes.

Song Dabao felt bitter, waved his hand at the crowd very tragically, and walked to Song Nu across the street.He dragged his lead-filled legs all the way, and finally came to the daughter-in-law, slapped her head and face.