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Chapter 144: Jumping into the Yellow River can't be washed!

When they arrived at the school gate, the stall had just been set up. For fear of delaying their class, the aunt immediately took two small transparent bags and stuffed them into their hands.

"Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll give it to you!"

Song Zhizhi held both sides of the bag with both hands and opened the transparent plastic bag, "Just one sesame ball, one fried dough stick, and one wheat cake!"

"Me too, me too!" Meng Qiuqiu echoed, making exactly the same movements with his hands.

The aunt quickly picked up the sesame balls and fried dough sticks and stuffed them into the plastic bags for the two of them. Then she took two separate bags and put a soft wheat cake in each and handed them over, "It's all here. Let's go to school quickly. Uncle here

Mom is busy, don’t delay going to school, hurry up!”

The two nodded obediently, thanked them and turned around to leave.

Other classmates followed suit and continued to work until 8:10, when the aunt finally finished her work and had a chance to take a breath.

She put down the iron clip, picked up the water cup under the trolley and drank water. A dollar was handed to her eyes, "Give me a dollar of wheat cake. Don't look for the extra. Just take care of your own business!"

.”

Auntie:???

Who is this, talking like this... the voice is quite familiar, she looked up, and sure enough, it was Song Xiuming, Zhizhi, her second aunt's grandmother!

Only she could exaggerate the idea of ​​a dime as if it were a huge charity.

However, the visitor was a guest, so there was no reason to refuse. She immediately laughed, packed a portion of each item with her hands and feet quickly, and handed them all back together with the dollar, "You can just take it and eat it, and I'll treat you to it."

!”

A dime, who cares?

After getting a dime, she would feel that the old Song family owed her a favor. It was a big loss, so she might as well pay something and give it away.

When Song Xiuming saw this treatment, he immediately felt that it was honorable. He couldn't help but smile on his face. He took everything over with satisfaction and nodded repeatedly to his eldest uncle.

"As a sister-in-law, you are doing a good job and are very sensible. How about you do me one more favor, a small favor, and I will come to your business every day from now on!"

Auntie:……

Who will save her?

not so good!

She did not answer immediately, but directly attended to the few guests who came next to her. With outsiders present, Song Xiuming had no choice but to shut up, pick up the fried dough sticks in her hand and start eating.

This was the first time she bought something from the old Song family. She only took one bite and her eyes lit up. No wonder her son always asked people to help him buy and make breakfast. She always thought it was to take care of the business of poor relatives.

It's actually... quite delicious!

After the outsiders left, she stood directly behind the trolley and stood side by side with the aunt. She didn't care whether others agreed or not, and spoke directly.

"The wrong thing I did before was discovered by Qiangzi. I have been angry and ignored me for more than a month. Go and help me make peace. You also know that your mother-in-law is a very unforgiving person. Only you can help."

Me!"

If everyone in the old Song family went to tell her, her son would never leave her alone again.

Song Xiuming was very confident. After all, she had already lost her temper, and the eldest daughter-in-law of the Song family was also the most talkative. This matter was definitely going to happen.

But the aunt was completely stunned at this time and was directly laughed at.

It's really amazing to be treated as a soft persimmon because you don't care about it... And she said bad things about her mother-in-law in front of her daughter-in-law... Why do you think she can agree to it?

If it were the third brother and sister, they would have started scolding each other.

If she wasn't doing business, she wouldn't be able to ruin her image... The aunt took a deep breath and shook her head, "Aunt Zhizhi, it's not that I won't help with this matter. You also know that my mother-in-law says it all, so you also know that she definitely doesn't like disobedient people.

Daughter-in-law, you can’t embarrass me!”

Moreover, Zhang Ziwen is not willing to talk to his own mother. He is a cultural person, so it is her turn to persuade him?

The person in front of me has obviously not realized where she went wrong so far, so she is too lazy to get involved. Besides, the scar on the back of Zhi Zhi’s head is still fresh. No one who hurt Zhi Zhi can be forgiven!

"Don't tell her!" Song Xiuming continued to come up with ideas, not feeling anything wrong at all.

But the auntie was too lazy to deal with her anymore. She packed up the trolley and pushed it back to the store, "Don't make things difficult for me. I'm still very busy at home. If you want to eat, come over tomorrow. I'll go back first."

"

After saying that, there was wind in my steps and I left quickly.

Song Xiuming couldn't catch up and was so angry that he stamped his feet on the spot, bah, what the hell, it's really not a family. If you don't enter the same door, every family has the same virtue!

I'm not willing to help with such a small favor, but I'm just talking nice!

She thought angrily and took another bite of the fried dough sticks.

As soon as he turned around, he was shocked, "Qiangzi, you, why are you here? Didn't you go to class?"

Zhang Ziwen stood behind her at some point, his face showing no emotion, which made Song Xiuming even more unsure.

"I came back to get some things. I also went to the street below to take a look at Zhizhi's new house. Mom, why are you here? Did you buy it from my sister-in-law's house?"

"What did you buy? She gave it as a gift. I paid for it, but she insisted on giving it herself!" Song Xiuming was afraid of being misunderstood and hurriedly explained. Zhang Ziwen suddenly sighed and softened his tone, "Go back, I

Let’s go now and come back for lunch!”

After saying that, he sighed again and left quickly.

As a son, he felt really ashamed and blamed himself for letting his mother speak so cautiously, so he relented. However, his mother always did something wrong. If he wanted to help her change, he could only use himself.

To make threats is really pathetic and ridiculous.

He was helpless and didn't know what to do with his mother to make her understand how to put herself in someone else's shoes.

Song Xiuming was confused at first, but then she suddenly realized and was very excited, "Okay, okay, mom will go back soon to prepare your favorite food!"

Does this count as forgiving her?

During this period of time, she either ate out or had lunch at other people's houses, but didn't come back. She was so proactive today... she must have seen the Song family giving her food and felt reconciled.

Oops, she was so happy that she ate what she had in her hands and ran to the vegetable market.

At the same time, the school also rang the bell for morning self-study.

Song Zhizhi took out the textbook at his own pace and read silently. Halfway through, he suddenly remembered that he still had 10,000 yuan to prepare for stock trading, so he put the initials of the spelling on a sticky note on the corner of the table before continuing.

At the same time, he also glanced at the position of Meng Qiuqiu behind him. Meng Qiuqiu was caught when he was distracted. He immediately started reading aloud with a guilty conscience and peeked at Song Zhizhi from time to time.

This girl, the back of her head fell so hard that her eyes opened?

He was discovered just as he was distracted.

No, that look seemed like he was looking for something. Meng Qiuqiu suddenly became excited and reached out to pat Song Zhizhi. Before his hand could reach her, Teacher Wang gently tapped the back of his hand with a bamboo stick.

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