Madam is a Superstar

The small courtyard of the Song family was very lively. Song Qing folded her arms and leaned against the handrail of the stairs.

Watching the grandma copying the broom, chasing the noisy gossip woman, and hitting the fat butt with precision,

"Girl Qing, come here, come to Auntie, I still have sweet melon seeds in my pocket."

The one who spoke was Aunt Xiang, who was enjoying the shade under the tree, a woman of the older generation in the countryside,

It’s a lot of people who love to gossip, but they also divide people, like Aunt Xiang,

Just know how to measure, what can be said and what can't be said, and it doesn't attract people's suspicion.

"Girl, come on, let's not take it to heart, your grandma is venting for you, talk to your Aunt Xiang."

Grandpa Song was sitting by the door, beckoning to Song Qing, holding a pole in his hand,

With a stern face, he didn't look very happy, and he didn't forget to pay attention to Grandma Song from the corner of his eye.

There is always a posture that he can watch his wife with peace of mind if he can do it, and he will personally drive him away when his wife is bullied.

Song Qing suppressed the smile on the corners of her eyes, walked over calmly, took Aunt Xiang's melon seeds,

Seeing that Song Qing picked it up, and learning how to kowtow slowly, Aunt Xiang's smile became more genuine,

Needless to say, there is a gap between people, the girl from the Liu family went to work in the city,

Every time I go back to the village, my nostrils are turned upside down. Looking at people is like looking at something that can't be seen. Look how good this girl is.

"Your grandfather is right. Your Aunt Yan is the one with that broken mouth. She doesn't want to see other people's kindness. The little thing about her own family is not good.

You didn't figure it out yet, and you kept talking about this one and that one all day long. If you are serious with her, you will be angry with yourself. "

This happy, I like to help say a few words,

"Aunt Song, don't hit me, don't hit me, I was wrong, I was wrong, can't I admit I was wrong and I said something wrong?

Stop beating me, your beating made my ass turn red, it would be terrible if Lao Luo misunderstood something when I went back to my house at night. "

That said,

It caused a burst of laughter from the villagers surrounded by the yard,

Around was the furious Grandma Song, who was also holding a big broom, stopped and froze in place,

Then there was a moment of silence, and she stared at Zeng Yanhua who was patted on her chest with lingering fear,

He grabbed his big broom and walked into the house. When he turned around, he saw his precious granddaughter,

Leaning against the door, standing next to his wife, eating melon seeds, before throwing the melon seeds to the ground,

Most of the anger in my heart disappeared immediately, and a little pride surged up, look,

How well this bad girl taught her since she was a child, Zeng Yanhua really dare to say, she will not hesitate to turn thirty for that bad girl,

Quan Zi, who is not doing business, wants to marry her bad girl, so he started dreaming before it was dark!

"Grandma, are you tired, do you want to knock melon seeds?"

Song Qing looked at Grandma Song, with a beautiful face that had faded from drowsiness, smiling like a flower,

"Go, go, old lady, I'm not as greedy as you."

The farce comes and goes quickly, wait a little longer to see the sun is getting lighter, everyone is going to do farm work,

Seeing that the bustle is gone, they went back to their respective houses, and squinted for a while, so that they would have the strength to work later.

…

Qingbei University,

In the classroom of Nuoda University, an old professor with gray hair on the temples but very energetic sits behind the podium,

Lectures are given at a leisurely pace, the air conditioner in the classroom is blowing a cool breeze,

But as the saying goes, spring is sleepy, summer is exhausted, and autumn is dozing off. Looking around, a large number of students are drowsy,

"Okay, that's all for today."

As soon as the old professor finished his words, the exciting bell rang for the end of get out of class.

"The rice cooker! The soul of the cooker! The cooker uses a bowl for eating!

Cooking people, energetic, can't get in the door when they are full!

Cooking people have a big appetite, and eat the world with a big mouth! "

A large number of students who were still holding their eyelids, instantly responded to the phrase, "Sit up in shock in a dying illness!" '

Swarmed towards the direction of the three cafeterias, showing the speed of the 100-meter sprint in the school sports meeting,

Of course, there are also those who are not in a hurry, holding back their anger, Huo Ran directly dialed Huo Shaochen's phone number,

"Brother, what does she mean? She just dumped me a few recorded game videos, and there is no news until now.

Busy man, busier than big brother, what's the use of a few game videos, just like that..."

"did you see it yet?"

Over there, Huo Shaochen was holding Little Xingxing with one hand, walking out of the screening room at home leisurely,

Huo Ran quickly gave an answer, of course he didn't watch it, he was so angry that he didn't want to watch it,

"If you watch it patiently, you won't be so angry, Ah Ran, I didn't blame you, you have a bad temper..."

Huo Ran is usually nagged by the old man at home, what he fears most is that someone nagging him,

I was about to hang up the phone, and suddenly I only heard the rustling sound from the other side of the phone,

Then there are two hoo~hoo~ sounds, and the soft and glutinous milk voice of the star milk fragrance came over,

"Bad Brother~"

"Smelly temper~"

"In the future, no wife~"

Then Huo Shaochen's hearty laughter sounded, "Yes, Ah Ran's bad temper will never have a wife, hahahaha."

Huo Ran: "..."

…

The night in the countryside is extremely quiet, and I moved a bamboo chair to sit in the yard of my home,

Looking up is the intertwined bright moon and twinkling stars, and beside my ears is the sound of frogs in the pond and field,

"Grandma, what do you want to say?"

After Grandma Song waved her cattail fan, and her lips murmured for the fifth time before she could speak, Song Qing finally laughed and opened her mouth first.

Grandma Song didn't feel ashamed when she was discovered by her granddaughter. Instead, she breathed a sigh of relief and opened her mouth to ask,

"Bad girl, the person you married... how did he treat you, can't he do anything to you?"

Beside him, Grandpa Song, who was smoking a cigarette, also looked over, with a concerned and worried face.

Move, hand?

In Song Qing's mind, scenes of the beautiful scenery of the previous few nights emerged unconsciously.

A face that is too glamorous and moving, so rare that it spreads and burns a few traces of suspicious blush,

Knowing that what grandma asked was definitely not what she understood, she coughed uncomfortably,

"No, grandma, how could you think so."

It's past seven o'clock now, each house is far away, and there is only a dim yellow light in the yard,

Song Qing concealed her emotions very well, and the two elders are getting older, and their eyes are not so good.

I didn't find anything wrong with my granddaughter, and the big rock hanging in my heart when I heard this,

Finally put it down, Grandma Song waved the cattail fan and told the truth without telling her granddaughter,

"It's not me and your grandpa, watching the TV show, saying that your parents married you to the family,

In a place like the capital, everyone has a lot of background, especially the person you married, what's his nickname,

What is it called Overlord?

I've heard it in this drama, which local overlord in that place doesn't just rob people's daughters by force,

Those who bully us honest people, Grandma is not afraid of the person you marry,

Is it just like what was sung in the play? It was also said on TV that the man beat his wife. If you hadn’t called back,

Tell us you're fine, we old couple don't have to worry about dying,

But this is still worrying about you, a bad girl, now I can be relieved,

Hey, it's okay, my bad girl is alive and kicking, okay, I can eat three bowls of rice in one meal! "

Song Qing: "..."

This, I don’t need to say it, it’s not that I haven’t eaten home-cooked food for half a month, it’s so delicious.

Ask for tickets~