Restart the Flying Age

　　 After returning from San Shu's house, the atmosphere at home suddenly became tense.

　　 The couple ignored either. Wu Binghua squatted on the porch and did not enter the house. The scarlet cigarette butts flashed on and off in the night, accompanied by the mosquito slap from time to time.

　　 More than half an hour later, Zhang Huilan put on clean clothes and went out carrying a basket.

　　 Wu Tao is playing outside with his two children. Upon seeing this, he chased the road behind the village in one breath.

　　 "Mom, wait."

　　 Zhang Huilan stopped, her face sullen, and her breath suffocated.

　　 "Are you planning to borrow money from your uncle's house?"

　　 "Hmm!" Zhang Huilan said with a stubborn neck: "I just want to prove to your dad that my brother is better than his brother! Reliable at the critical moment!"

　　Hey, between the couple, what's the comparison? Wu Tao is really speechless.

　　 But I should persuade or persuade, otherwise I borrowed the money from my old mother, not only will it not be good, but it will light the father’s dynamite barrel, and make the family uneasy.

　　 "Mom, are you going to your old uncle's house like this? When your aunt sees you like this, are you going to rush out of your father's embarrassment at the third uncle's house?"

　　 "So what, your three uncles and three aunts can do it, so you don't allow others to say it? Who..."

　　 "Alright, Mom, let me tell you that if you borrow money like this, your aunt will not lend you a dime."

　　 Upon hearing this, Zhang Huilan who was bluffing fell silent, and after careful consideration, it seemed that this was the truth.

　　 "Tao, what you said is right, Mom is confused. Don't worry, I promise to speak up for a while and borrow the money."

　　 "It's just that, it's not enough."

　　 "So what should I do? You kid, do you underestimate your uncle and aunt?"

　　 Wu Tao explained patiently, "Mom, it has nothing to do with being small or underestimated. Dad's embarrassment at Sanshu's house, even if you keep silent for a while, my aunt must already know."

　　 Zhang Huilan clapped her hands in a hurry, "Yeah, there was such a big movement just now, and the young and old must have spread the matter a long time ago. Son, what should I do?"

　　 "It's also easy, Mom, as long as we express enough sincerity."

　　 Zhang Huilan opened the grass egg under the floral cloth in the basket and said, "Is this not sincere enough?"

Wu Tao took back a basket of straw eggs and handed it to Xiao Jiang. He turned around and said to his old lady: "The more this time, the more you have to be the proprietress. Isn't the farmhouse catering just missing a chef? This job is not an old man. It must be, you told your aunt that as long as our farmhouse can be run, the old uncle's salary will be 800 per month!"

　　 "Tao, is 800 yuan a bit too much? People in the city can't get that money when they go to work."

　　 "Oh, mom, not much! I'm in charge of this matter."

　　 "Then dare to love, you don't say too much, not too much." Zhang Huilanle's ecstasy, unknowingly, her waist straightened a lot.

Seeing that he was coaxing his old lady happy, Wu Tao hit the railroad while it was hot: "By the way, after borrowing the money for a while, can you talk to your dad? Family and everything are flourishing, and our business hasn't started yet, you two have been upset. That's not a good sign."

　　 When I heard that it was related to business, Zhang Huilan paid special attention to it, so she smiled: "Okay, I see. You take the two children back, and I will go back."

　　 There was nothing to say all night, and someone came home early the next morning.

　　 Wu Tao got up sleepily, only to realize that it was all his father's team.

　　 Three carpentry apprentices, plus a few distant uncles doing bricklayers. Wu Tao called them one by one, watching them with a pint of plum, enthusiasm and happy.

　　 Seeing that the preparatory work of the farmhouse manor plan has been on the right track, Wu Tao has returned to school.

　　 The countdown next to the blackboard has become ‘16’ days, and the atmosphere in the classroom has become more tense.

　　 After two weeks of intensive training in composition, Wu Tao has adapted to fast composition on various subjects. The batch of essays he practiced was even positively affirmed by the old venomous class, and was explained in class as a model essay.

　　 So, there is only the last missing item-English listening.

　　As a reborn person, he is already extremely proficient in the application of English. Daily listening, speaking, reading, writing, and speaking, are not a problem at all.

　　 What can surprise him is that today's listening pronunciation is mainly English pronunciation. This is very different from the American pronunciation he is used to.

　　 In addition, in order to increase the difficulty, it especially incorporates continuous reading, rising and falling tones, and even some slang accents.

　　 This is deliberately making things difficult!

　　 But there is no way. China’s senior high school entrance examination and college entrance examination selection mechanism is to artificially set difficulty thresholds to form differentiated competition.

　　 After thinking about it for a long time, Wu Tao had an idea in his mind.

　　 English listening is An Rong's strong point. You have to ask her for advice.

　　 After regaining consciousness, Zhao Li was walking in with the latest issue of the soulmate. Not only her, there are still several books in the classroom, which are being circulated and watched frantically.

　　 I thought that my essay had finally become typeface, and it was a lie if I was not excited.

　　 Even though this magazine was madly vomited and criticized in the future, it was even nicknamed an outstanding representative of street-level literature.

It can’t hold back its current momentum. It is madly sought after, obsessed and loved by teenagers who long for life experience and curiosity. It has even become a sacred “enlightenment” reading in the hearts of some teenagers~www.wuxiaspot.com~ experiencing a flurry of friction, Zhao Li squeezed into the seat inside.

　　 slender hands fanned the breeze, curling up the hair on the temples: "It's very risky, this is the last one. I won't be able to buy it after a while."

　　 "So tight?"

　　 "Of course!" Zhao Lijing settled down, turned to the cover article, and read attentively.

　　 A few minutes later, Zhao Lihua said: "There is still an award? This article I voted for is the best in this issue, okay?"

　　 Wu Tao waved his hand and said, "This is not a big hope, you still don't waste postage."

　　 "The prize is 6000, how can I try it too!"

　　 At the same time, Shen Bohong left the Academic Affairs Office and walked towards the class. On the way, passing by a blackboard newspaper, his sharp eyes swept away, and there was a sudden hey.

　　 This topic is not unfamiliar to him. Wu Tao told him not long ago, and his voice is still in my ears. So he stopped to read it and finished reading after a while, and couldn't help but smack and say: "This paragraph is a novelty, and it adds a lot to the whole essay."

　　 Finally, my eyes fell on the inscription: Excerpted from the May 1995 issue of "Military Friend".

　　 actually excerpted from this kind of magazine? Shen Bohong feels a bit regretful. In his opinion, as the favorite curious magazine for housewives, the articles written by the soulmates are not too literary.

　　 Its biggest selling point is in the form of documentary literary reports, which record extramarital affair, murders, and the miserable past of celebrities, to meet the needs of all living beings to spy on the private lives of others, and to achieve the purpose of self-psychological healing.

　　 Now that this article was published, it immediately enriched the local literature! Speaking of which, this article can be regarded as a clear stream in the stall literature.