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Chapter 937

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I never thought that asking for help would be so easy, or I couldn’t believe that what I was asking for was so easily agreed to. The mother hesitated, and confirmed again and again with uncertainty.

Again, sister, you mean to help us with this matter.

Seeing his cautious appearance, Maomao sighed in his heart, oh, he is so honest and honest, yes, yes, he did quickly confirm the other party's doubts, yes, the child must want to make progress.

, if they want to learn well, we support their progress. Besides, now that the wooden boy can serve the fake adult, this is an excellent opportunity. In the future, your family will also be able to develop with his help.

Hearing the other party's affirmative answer, the mother's heart was completely put in her stomach, and when she heard the other party's words behind her, her face almost burst into laughter. For so many days, what he likes to hear most is...

on the subject of his son's newfound position.

He was so happy that he had a lot of happy things to say and wanted to share them with others, but he was clumsy and could only listen when talking to others. There was really no chance for him to speak. It was a rare opportunity for him to speak to his best friend this time.

In front of his old sister, he completely indulged himself this time. Perhaps it was because the task of asking someone to do something just now was successfully completed, so that the mother, who was completely relaxed, could not control her own behavior and behavior, let alone

I can't hold back my words.

Yes, yes, sister, you don’t even know. During these days, many people have come to me to congratulate me on this matter. Alas, our family’s tomb has completely distinguished itself this time.

I really didn’t expect that I would raise him to such a big size since he was a child. I never thought about it.

He has such a great talent. When he was a child, he looked very wooden. At that time, you called him a wood and you called him a wood. I thought it was too vivid. I have the grave soil of the Kryptonian guy at home, and there is also a small wood.

This family is just a wooden pile. I really didn’t expect this little wooden pile during the party.

I have such an opportunity. Alas, I have to thank Guanyin Bodhisattva for this. I usually burn incense and pray to Buddha for it. Such an opportunity finally accrued blessings to my son, right? There are many opportunities during this period.

Few people told me about this, everyone smiled and said

I congratulate you on this, I'm also happy. When I go to bed at night, I can laugh out loud even in my dreams. Although my family looks like wood and has no reaction on the surface, in fact, I am very happy and talk in my sleep.

I can hear him every time, and he is praising his son.

Wow, maybe it’s because he’s been holding these words in his stomach. It’s been too long. It’s really uncomfortable to hold them in and not say them out. Maybe it’s because he just accomplished something that was very difficult for him.

, so that once her mind relaxes, she really can't control her words. In short, this mother can't stop speaking, like a river flowing straight down. No force can stop her from venting her thoughts.

Seeing the person who was talking incessantly in front of me, without even mentioning a punctuation mark, allowing him to put in a word to stop this bunch of nonsense, this old habit can't believe it. It seems that he

He still didn't look at people comprehensively. He never thought that his good sister would be so eloquent. Today, his eyes were also opened. If other people knew about this, they would definitely think that he was talking nonsense.

Eight ways.

Fortunately, nicknames can be without punctuation, but people still have to breathe, so when the mother's words ended up being too long and she had to take a breath no matter what, the old woman finally interrupted him.

Words. You must know that it is indeed unbearable for honest people to talk nonsense, except

I am happy because I feel that my son has a promising future. I have heard these words over and over so many times, but the man in front of me seems to be tirelessly repeating them over and over again. No matter how much he brings these words without any content,

Taking advantage of the other party's opportunity to breathe, Lao Meng and I finally interjected.

Yes, the child knows that he has worked hard and made progress. This is the happiest thing for us as elders. But tell me, what kind of craft does this wooden boy want to learn?

Old Maomao had no choice but to bring up the topic. If he wanted to continue talking, he might spend the whole day describing how happy he was, and instead failed to get anything done. He said he didn't

He cares about this matter, but after all, it is a rare time for the other party to ask for this. Although it is different from what he thought, he can keep this matter firmly in his heart. It is considered that he has a more comprehensive understanding of people.

point.

Hearing Lao Mengmeng's question, the mother realized that she was happy. She was a little bit embarrassed and didn't know what she had just said. Her mind was empty, as if she hadn't said anything, but it was obvious that the feeling of her mouth told her.

He was exhausted. He had never spoken for such a long time.

But thinking about it carefully, he really couldn't remember what he said just now. It seemed that he was very happy that his son had a future. That should be it. However, the matter in front of him was more important.

I really had to hurry up and talk to the old mama about what Mu Mu wanted to learn. The mother and her family were blushing again, and they were really embarrassed to say it. Why did this guy want to learn this thing?

What about craftsmanship?

Seeing that after he asked about the call, the other party did not continue to talk nonsense about him, but why did he blush, and what kind of operation was it? Old Maomao continued that his construction today was very shallow, and he was completely

If you don't consider what the other person is thinking, is there anything wrong with the way you ask?

After halftime, when the mother was squirming and blushing, the old mother stretched out her ears hard and listened carefully to the two literal points whispered in the other person's mouth.

Is there something wrong with my ears? I am still young and should not be old enough to be deaf. Moreover, his hearing ability has definitely improved over the years. It was because I had good eyesight and good hearing ability in the first place.

It was bright enough to be able to serve the old lady. He didn't even think he could hear anything, but he heard that the man was "face point". How come he knew every word, but they were put together.

He just can't understand it.


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