Siheyuan: Don't mess with me, I just want to be a casual fish

Chapter 69 Li Shuqun: Where is my bicycle?

Hearing the words of the tits, Sha Zhu looked up at the sun.

This didn't come out from the west either.

I was fine yesterday afternoon, but why did it look like a different person after one night?

He was really uncomfortable.

"What did you run away when you see me? I'm afraid I'll beat you?" Sha Zhu said with a smile.

Bang Teng curled her lips and said to herself: I'm not afraid of you, I'm afraid that my mother will ask Li Erhei to beat me up.

"No, I'm in a hurry to go to the cottage."

After saying that, the stalk ran away.

"Stupid boy."

Sha Zhu shook his head, turned his head and saw Qin Huairu, and immediately a flattering smile appeared on his face.

"Just because Dongzi went to work for his elder brother, you didn't lose face in front of your classmates."

Now, Wang Zhenyi was really jealous.

This time, the old lady was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Talk to the masters!

"Mom, I won't bring any food at noon from now on. Uncle Wang set up a stove in my room and thoughtfully prepared all the pots and pans. I will take some white flour and make it myself at noon from now on.

eat."

Li Shuqun felt a sudden pain in her toothache.

"Hmph, your mother will give it to your grandma at home. When you arrive at Old Wang, see if anyone will protect you."

"No, I'll let Wei Dong ride away the bicycle." Zhang Xiuzhen said casually.

In the room, Song Yan was still reading a book, and there was a steaming lunch box on his hand.

"Oh, it was your baby girl who wanted to eat it, so Dongzi made wheat specially."

"What's the use of telling you? I know that I have to live a life of face every day. From now on, I will ride my bicycle first, and you will walk to work."

As Li Weidong said, he picked up the flour and entered the office.

Of course, it is more 'jealous'.

When Wang Zhenyi caught a glimpse of Li Weidong taking half of the bag of white flour from the front beam, he couldn't help but say.

"What are you looking at?"

"Come on, I'll help you."

When Li Shuqun was about to go to work, he found that the bicycle was missing and he was a little puzzled.

I don’t know if it’s a good or a bad thing to take him to the city.

"I don't know which little guy stole our bicycle. No, I have to go to the police station." Li Shuqun was anxious.

What I said, it’s a pity that we didn’t lead everyone to the fourth round. After all, we have enough reading on Monday and enough reading on Wednesday, but there are dozens of readings on Tuesday.

At this time, Li Erhei was wrong. It was Li Weidong, who was talking to Zhang Xiuzhen at home.

Old Li is old and can still exercise while walking to work, which is great.

Wang Zhenyi untied the sack and looked at it twice, with a smile on his face.

"That girl is the same. Wouldn't you tell me if you want to eat candy?" Li Shuqun's momentum fluctuated and felt like he was losing face.

"Is it not for his own good to ask him to go to work? Such a big man, he lies in the yard every day to bask in the sun. People who don't know think he is me."

"Is it convenient? Why don't you take it from home first?" Zhang Xiuzhen asked with some concern.

But at this moment, Wang Zhenyi obviously didn't care about his heartache and rushed to Li Weidong in a few big steps.

"Is this a question that is not far away? I am a director after all, what does it look like when I walk to work?"

Li Weidong said slowly.

At this time, when he saw the old lady holding a basin and was fishing something, he couldn't help but say, "Mom, don't get cold water early in the morning."

"Master, I brought white noodles, and we will eat this at noon in the future."

"Okay, mom, you will bring the white flour with you. Is twenty pounds enough?"

Li Weidong used some effort to say "considerity".

Looking at the sack behind Li Weidong's bicycle, he put the basin next to it, and a few grains of millet were sprinkled out with the soup.

"Don't move the white noodles at home. I'll go get some. You can put two spicy lumps for me and bake them at noon."

Zhang Xiuzhen agreed without saying a word.

Yesterday, when Wang Zhenyi led him over, he specifically recognized the door, so no one stopped him now and went straight to the place where he went to work.

No one doesn't like others to praise their children, and Qin Huairu is obviously no exception.

"Okay, Lao Song didn't recognize you as his apprentice in vain, but what about me?"

So it's just a little bit short.

I wondered if Li Weidong had a bad look. The real big Buddha was clearly right in front of me, so why did he worship the wrong temple?

Wang Zhenyi was holding a basin and sniffing.

Song Yan glanced at the white flour in Li Weidong's hand, silently put down the book, opened the drawer in front of him, took out a grain book, which contained some food coupons and money.

As he said that, he moved the sack from the back seat of the car.

I became more and more grateful to Li Erhei.

The old lady said slowly.

Although he was a little bit erect at the beginning, he had ridden this kind of 28-bit bar in his previous life. Before he could walk halfway, he dared to spread one hand and put it in his pocket.

"How old is Li Weidong? I thought he was a child? I just cooked some food. Mom, you can't spoil him."

"What are you yelling about? Your newspaper is not far away, just walk without a bicycle."

Li Shuqun walked around the yard twice, and saw the masters who were cleaning the houses starting to work. His anger became more and more unhappy, and his temples were thundering.

The weight of more than one hundred kilograms seemed light and fluttering in his hands.

It seems that since the son Li Weidong came, his mother has stopped talking, and his wife has begun to favor him. Even the always caring little cotton jacket has become a betrayal.

At the entrance of the farm, there is a small house with a doorkeeper inside.

"no problem."

"I have to stay here for three months, how dare I lie to you?"

Li Weidong said and glanced at the inner room.

A thief came to the yard?

This is why I ride into the farm slowly.

"You won't bring all the white flour in your home, right? Don't worry, since Lao Song has recognized your apprentice, he will not do anything that is missing."

Zhang Xiuzhen left a word and ignored her husband.

"Fortunately, you boy didn't lie to me."

Only Li Shuqun was left standing in the yard, trying to jump but not jumping up, and was so uncomfortable that he was held back.

"Then you will ride your dad's bicycle later, don't be tired." Zhang Xiuzhen thought for a while and said.

Li Shuqun caught a glimpse of the recliner under the eaves again, and was so angry that he was so angry.

"maltose?"

When he was about to arrive at the farm, Li Weidong saw that there was no one around, so he stopped the car, took out a sack from the farm warehouse and carried it behind him, and then took out half a bag of white flour, which was probably twenty or thirty kilograms.

"It's convenient, but you can just know this yourself, don't tell anyone."

"He rode away, what am I riding at work?"

Li Shuqun's voice suddenly increased.

Li Weidong likes to hear these words, and he has no intention of being polite.

But there are only a few grains of rice floating inside.

"It's okay. When Dongzi left, he gave me a few kilograms of wheat and asked me to make some malt sugar."

"Why?"

At this time, Zhang Xiuzhen came out of the house and asked when she saw this.

At this time, Li Weidong was riding his bicycle and heading towards the third farm.

It can be seen that Zhang Xiuzhen is still looking at her husband.

"I still have it at home, so I won't delay it. These are my filial piety to my master." Li Weidong said.

"Didn't my dad send your money to you home long ago?"

The old lady glanced at her son, not satisfied.

"What?"

"Sister Qin, I think this kid is much more sensible than before. He will be able to make a fortune in the future."

"Second."

"He, I will be content to grow up safely and marry a wife."

Don't worry, Shui Shui must have not cried.

That's it, it's just an indescribable feeling.

There is also good news, and it will be released next Tuesday. Ten chapters will break out at that time, so it will be considered a way to make up for it.

Also, I want to ask everyone’s opinions. This book says it’s a courtyard house, but it feels a bit offside. Do you like to watch the intrigue in the courtyard?

(End of this chapter)