So he didn't want to go out anymore, and he just sat on the kang and said quietly:
"Yes, yes, Xiaolu is right. Oh, if I had to say it, it would have to be Xiaolu. Then uncle won't send you off. Come back another day."
After saying this, he looked at her with a smile on his face, as if Lu Wensheng was his long-lost daughter.
Lu Wensheng also put on his hat and scarf, and replied with a smile: "Okay, my aunt said she would make tofu in a few days and asked me to come and eat it. I'm waiting!"
"Yes, in the afternoon, your aunt and the third child picked all the beans." Li Xiangyang continued with a smile.
Lu Wensheng suddenly realized that what Aunt Caifeng said in the afternoon about bringing Li Youliang back to work was really about working.
You know what, you really should say, Li Youliang is quite suitable for this job.
It is true that no one knows a child better than his father (mother)!
Which son should do what and when is determined from the moment he is born!
Li Youliang is gentle, kind, meticulous and slow, and is suitable for doing this kind of trivial work.
Otherwise, why would his father assign him the position of scorer instead of team leader? There is absolutely no way he could be wrong.
"Okay, then we'll go first!"
With that, he took Meng Qingtang out. Meng Qingtang didn't say a word the whole time. He just watched Shengsheng's performance because he was afraid that if he spoke rashly, he would disrupt Shengsheng's plan.
"Hurry home and eat, we're starving!" Lu Wensheng urged. His stomach was already rumbling when he was at the captain's house.
"Okay." Meng Qingtang smiled indulgently and quickened his pace.
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