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The big cock in the countryside is annoying.

Called once at three o'clock or four o'clock, and finally fell asleep with her ears covered, and crowed endlessly at six o'clock or seven o'clock.

Zhang Xiaojian woke up from the kang in a daze, rubbed his numb temples that he hadn't slept well, and saw that the halazi who was sleeping next to the white poplar had the corners of his mouth flowing out, with a happy smile on his face, I wonder if it was a dream. Xu Lele.

Putting on the shoes and stretching twice, Zhang Xiaojian pushed open the wooden door without waking Bai Yang.

The fresh air filled the tip of his nose with the smell of dew, and he took two deep breaths, always feeling that the fresh air in the countryside could clear the lungs.

On one side, he saw the big rooster with a red crown in the courtyard. The big rooster held his head provocatively and looked at Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian squinted and hit the big cock.

While getting up earlier than Zhang Xiaojian, Gao Qingsong, who had just put food in the big cock's food bowl, stood up and looked at Zhang Xiaojian and said, "Why are you angry with him in the morning?"

Zhang Xiaojian let out a breath: "Are you woken up by it, I have to smile and praise it, you are so beautiful?" ~⑧~1~ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

Don't say, chicken, you are so beautiful, the big cock seemed to understand Zhang Xiaojian's praise, fluttering its wings, and "chuckling" in response.

Zhang Xiaojian blinked: "This chicken is a bit spiritual, can you understand Internet buzzwords?"

Gao Qingsong said seriously: "Don't say it, I really want to buy a basketball to see if it can play twice."

Zhang Xiaojian replied: "Don't tell me, if it really knows how to shoot basketball, you might get a hit if you play the vibrato on it."

The two talked seriously for a long time, and the more they talked, the less reliable they were.

Su Yu opened the door and walked to the two of them, and said to Gao Qingsong: "I want to wash my face."

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The cold water splashed on his face, and Zhang Xiaojian's remaining sleepiness disappeared without a trace.

On the other side, Su Yu, who was treated completely differently from him, was slowly washing her face with hot water in a porcelain basin, while Gao Qingsong was holding a dry towel to prepare.

Zhang Xiaojian couldn't help but yelled: "Little Gaozi, I have finished washing my face, and I don't have a towel."

Gao Qingsong gave him a glance and told him: "Go naturally."

Zhang Xiaojian counterattacked: "You look like a eunuch."

"I do!"

Su Yu smiled and took the towel in Gao Qingsong's hand and wiped the water-stained cheeks. She would look a little cold after putting on makeup, but she went down a lot next door without makeup.

After wiping her face, she said, "Xiao Zhangzi, don't you go and wake Xiao Baizi?"

Over there, Bai Yang, who had not been awakened by the chickens but was awakened by them, walked out and asked in a daze, "What are you talking about, can't people get more sleep this early morning?"

Zhang Xiaojian looked at him: "Why sleep? Get up!"

"What can I do here?"

Gao Qingsong replied with disdain: "Don't tell me, the first two days of returning to the field, there are so many places to be hilarious."

"such as?"

"For example, we can catch fish later."

Zhang Xiaojian looked disappointed: "What's so fun about catching fish?"

Gao Qingsong said confidently, "Don't call it really fragrant when you wait."

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The crop plants in September have not yet turned yellow, and although the greenery is not as strong as summer, it is still refreshing at first glance.

Breakfast is eaten in the courtyard. After the sun gets warmer, it is especially comfortable with the breeze and the scenery that can be overlooked.

The old man made rice porridge, pickles, and some wild vegetables. It warmed his stomach and refreshed. Zhang Xiaojian drank three bowls of porridge.

After eating breakfast, without any accident, the amiable Su Yu chatted with the old man. Although his language was soft, it was almost time to find out who Su Yu’s eighth generation of ancestors were.

Zhang Xiaojian and Gao Qingsong discussed it, and the two went back to the room.

Bai Yang was left alone and listened to the old lady awkwardly and said to Su Yu: "You are going to catch fish in a while, but be careful, the water is rushing over there, let the boy Qingsong protect you."

"Yeah~" Su Yu is exceptionally well-behaved.

When Bai Yang saw Su Yu showing such a well-behaved Yazi, he felt a little uncomfortable, and quickly ate a refreshing cucumber strip...

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On the top floor of Shenke Real Estate's office building, the most luxurious office is filled with smoke.

Sitting on the sofa chair was a middle-aged man. The desk in front of him, which was extremely tidy on weekdays, was a bit dirty. Not only was the ashtray full of cigarette butts, but the desk was also full of ash.

At this moment, he just lit a cigarette, took a fierce sip, and wished to smoke it straight to the end, and then stroked his hair with his hand. It was okay not to stroke it, and it looked messier.First release https:// https://

He is the father of Lao Gao, Gao Qingsong and the chairman of Shenke Real Estate.

He is not the only one who smokes in the office. Wu, who has been with him for many years, is also smoking. His hair is not messy, but his hairline is high, and it seems that he is not far away from baldness.

On the leather sofa opposite them, a middle-aged woman was looking at her mobile phone.

She doesn't look good, but her clothes and temperament give people a sense of neatness.

She is Gao Qingsong's old lady, Wu Pei.

Soon after, Wu Pei put down his phone and said, "Qing Song said that he has a friend who wants to talk to you."

Lao Gao frowned and said Chuan words: "When is the time, who has the time to take care of the little kid."

"Qingsong said that his friend can help us solve the problem of funding rupture."

Secret Skill Old Wu shook his hand and the soot fell.

Lao Gao said nonchalantly: "Does he have any friends who can solve our problems? How old is he? Listen to his nonsense, are you crazy?"

Wu Pei said calmly and calmly: "Qing Song said, knowing you would say so, let me tell you, no trouble, not a child, his friends are very rich."

Old Gao thought of his unsatisfactory son, and became angry: "Qing Song said that Qing Song said, Qing Song knows what a fart, you don't know what your precious son will do, what will you do in Jiangcheng, isn't it just picking up girls? He said , He said you believe it!"

Wu Pei was not angry either. She had been with Lao Gao for more than 30 years, so she didn’t know his temper, there was fire or fire. As expected, after 30 seconds, Lao Gao asked, "Who is his friend? , Did you say it?"

Wu Pei shook his head and said, "I said I was waiting for you at the old man's place. You know, the little kid in your mouth is not so unbearable. Qing Song has been in the young circle these years. He can't do it with eyesight. Since he dares to say that, he is reliable."

Old Wu secretly said: "Yes, Qing Song child seems to be floating, but it is actually very stable."

Lao Gao looked like judo as soon as the two said: "Make an appointment tomorrow, and this afternoon I have to meet..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Pei said: "Qingsong said, the highest specification, the lowest posture, now, immediately, immediately."

Lao Gao was choked back and looked at Wu Pei and said, "You, how come you think that your child is so capable."

Wu Pei smiled slightly: "Who doesn't think your child is good?"

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