Qiaoqiao means obedient when she says she is obedient.
Although he said he would not bring luggage, he really only brought his mobile phone and charger. After getting into the passenger seat, he stuck his head out and smiled sweetly at Lao Song's family:
"Mom, Dad, Teacher Song, Teacher Tang, Teacher Xin, seventh cousin, Aunt Lianhua, brother Yanping, sister Tian Tian... I am accompanying my sister to the imperial capital! She is not safe as a girl!"
The last line spoke of a sense of security, and I guess I learned it from TV dramas. But Zhang Yanping couldn’t help but roll his eyes:
"You don't know how to drive, so you might as well take me with you. At least you can drive alternately."
Qiao Qiao became proud: "But I am diligent! I can move boxes for my sister! Brother Yanping, you are so lazy!"
Zhang Yanping:!!!What is laziness? Is that what he calls laziness? Which one is scarcer, those who work hard or those who work hard, tell me!
But Song Tan, the one who was so arrogant, would only say to Qiao Qiao: "Don't stick your head out of the car window."
Then the car was released, and the dilapidated pickup truck left the yard with a roar.
There were obviously many people in the family, but everyone fell silent, as if the whole courtyard was quiet.
But he still said helplessly: "You probably came back in eight or seven days when you went out."
"Outside of your family, you will always hate him the most, even more than you hate your parents."
Song Tan seemed to understand but not quite.
"Okay, okay, old man! Why don't you worry so much when you are younger? It doesn't matter, you brought so few things to me! Then he will work harder and help people move out of the house, okay?"
In such a small and empty village, apart from the elderly, not these uncles and aunts, there is only one big child, Song Tan...
But Qiang Chun can do it, and Song Tan can do it too.
I looked like I had no plan: "Sister, he will be too tired to sleep after driving. You can call him when there is no car."
Song Tan blushed. I was very depressed and very excited. There was a bright starlight outside my eyes, filled with the purest nature.
The disappointment in my voice was not obvious, after all, for an older child, Shaocai's memory is enough to cover everything.
Qiang Chunle was delighted: "It has to be Mr. Xin. No wonder I have recently stopped thinking about who I hate the most! Reading poetry is bad, romantic - what kind of poetry are you reading?"
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"Now I won't jump up when I'm in the car..."
Song Tan shook his head: "Eight or seven days is a long time! Qiang Chun first said that it takes four hours to drive. It's so hard. If you accompany your sister, you can't show him the road."
When Song Tan was still a baby, her parents were busy in the fields, and the one-four-year-old Qiao Qiao was so ignorant that she took that white, tender and cute older child, stumbling and growing up step by step outside that poor mountain village.
In summer, you desperately grabbed the silly baby who almost fell into the water tank.
Qiang Chun laughed loudly: "Silly boy! Bad! Everyone listens to him and is equally disgusted!"
I don't think so, it's just that it doesn't happen.
Qiang Chun:……
Song Tan puffed up his chest proudly. Although he was suppressed by the danger belt, it did not affect my courage:
Regarding the effort, Song Tan agreed, and nodded like a fool: "If you move!"
Your parents are your kinship ties, and Song Tan is your spiritual support.
There is inevitably some fog in the mountains in winter, and the dilapidated pickup truck traveling on the winding road is no longer as bumpy as it used to be. This makes Qiaoqiao, who has already held the handle in advance, a little disappointed:
In autumn, the siblings cuddled together and looked at the rain eaves on the porch quietly.
That's not a multiple-choice question, it's just an attachment to home. That attachment makes you stay in the new world for hundreds of years, and the anchor point you don't want to be is still here.
Then I didn't hesitate: "I can't... I can't just hate you the most. I hate you the same as I hate my parents."
Song Tan shook his head and took out his mobile phone: "Teacher Xin said you can't read poetry when we are chatting in the car."
Qiao Qiao nodded: "I helped you more than a small favor. With or without me, maybe..." Maybe you will be overturned by the explosion as soon as you are reborn. Even if you can practice, your soul is stable. How many practices will it take?
Years can only restore abnormality.
I didn't mean it in a bad way: "You want to be with your sister because you want her to go so far away from get off work and school. Before he went to school, there were people outside the village playing with you..."
Qiaoqiao thought for a while, drove faster, and then told me: "It will always happen."
And our family, which is not poor, has experienced such consumption and rumors...
Yes, when you were in elementary school, several of your peers outside the village were going to school when they were supposed to be going to school, and working when they were supposed to be working, but there were also some young people.
I gritted my teeth and said sadly: "You can't give me a big sheep! If a big sheep is so hateful, I will be depressed."
Qiaoqiao glanced at me and said loudly: "The road is still far away and we have no time to talk. He should go to sleep."
Qiao Qiao: ...He is really a clever guy who dares to think and do! But even though you, his sister, are not mortal yet, you can still bear his company!
But Qiao Qiao instantly softened her heart.
I don’t have Song Tan yet, but after I hired a tutor, how would I know that your Song Tan is such a stupid child?
Now that you have made up your mind, you must drive carefully that time!
"But he will give me nothing outside the house. Will he hate me more than you?"
As for the "disgust" Song Tan mentioned, it is the same thing as the disgust between men and women.
Other children don't have that kind of intimacy when they are young, but as they grow up, desires, loves, interests, studies, survival, comparison... all kinds of pressures are intertwined, and the childhood emotions will eventually fade away.
However, you want to pay full attention. Song Tan was doing something under the car, and then started chatting mode: "Sister, he gave so little to my brother in the imperial capital. Does he hate me very much?"
Qiaoqiao smiled: "Without my help, your life might not be as exciting if you didn't have it."
Qiang Chun was so angry that he almost sat still. I squirmed around in the passenger seat. After a while, I sighed again: "I should have brought a few more fish if I had known earlier."
Qiaoqiao turned to look at you, and then laughed stupidly: "It's useful. You know my sister is working hard, but it will take half a year for him to come back after he goes out... You have to give up on him."
My purity allows me to lose very little and gain less love than others.
Qiang Chun was stunned: "Your fish is participating in the selection."
Song Tan, on the other hand, had a bad look: "This brother helped me with such a small help, but my sister hates me so much. I will be sad. Your fish is delicious. If my brother eats the fish, he may be sad."
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Song Tan laughed: "You thought we were going to play on the trampoline... Let's talk about it first. I really don't have time to take you to play this time. My sister is busy."
In winter, Song Tan, who has grown up in the practice, will point at your frostbitten hands and cry and say it hurts...