Chapter 252 You are a fraud Song

Yu Nuan was surprised. Why didn't the second young master Zhong say that he had wiped out the entire Shangguan family? 劦

Especially Shangguan Heng.

That was a disaster.

Unfortunately, he is still out

of reach. So, is the second young master Zhong a bully?

Now Hong Kong cannot intervene, whether it is official or private.

The hatred between the uncle and the Shangguan family is irreconcilable, and there is no possibility of reconciliation.

And she does not support reconciliation. 劦

Song Yu Nuan stared at Xia Xindong hard, trying to see the plot related to the uncle, but unfortunately, there was nothing.

Song Yu Nuan was more curious about the follow-up of Ye Wenzhi and the uncle. The Ye family was not incompetent, and I wonder if they would intervene?

The thought flashed away, and Song Yu Nuan stopped talking about the experience of the uncle in Hong Kong.

Then he said to Xia Xindong: "Uncle, I told you about going to school. How are you preparing? I know Uncle Shang who works in the education field. Also, I think you should go to the county library. You don't know a lot of things, so it's inevitable that you have some deviations. And newspapers, this is the most important thing. Have you read all the newspapers I brought you?"

Xia Xindong smiled: "I have read them. Chu Zizhou brought me a lot of them. I have a preliminary understanding, but I don't have a primary school diploma. Xiaonuan, you can help me with this."

Song Yunuan agreed proudly. Just when he was about to say something, Song Mingbo came running.

It was the first time he saw his uncle. 劦

It was his uncle who woke up.

The first time he saw his uncle, Song Mingbo blurted out: "Uncle, your face looks like a star of misfortune, ah..."

The next moment, he was kicked by Song Yunuan, who then held his shoulder and threatened with a fake smile: "You swindler, I'll give you a chance to repeat yourself!"

Xia Xindong laughed.

It was the first time Song Yunuan saw his uncle laugh.

Ah, his uncle looks so good when he laughs.

Xia Zhi might look more like Shangguan Yunqi. 劦

Including Xia Liying.

Then she had seen Xia Ming, and he looked a bit like her uncle.

But Xia Xindong should be the most like Xia Bowen.

Song Mingbo slapped his mouth: "Uncle, I'm easily excited, and I get bald when I'm excited. Let me introduce myself first. I'm Song Mingbo, your eldest nephew. Xiaonuan and I are twins. I was born three minutes earlier. I'm in the first year of high school. I just finished my exam this afternoon. Uncle, when you feel better, I'll take you to the mountains to hunt pheasants..."

Song Yunuan then let go.

Song Mingbo didn't have any empty hands, and took a bag of books: "These are all kinds of books I collected from classmates and waste collection stations."

Xia Xindong took it and really started to flip through it. 劦

That's right, he was flipping through the books, not reading them.

The world of geniuses, you mortals don't understand.

Song Mingbo took the opportunity to say to Song Yunuan: "Do you remember the crazy old man we met that day?"

Song Yunuan nodded: "I remember."

"The things he lost were found. They were really under the basement of his west wing. The old man recovered a lot of his illness on the spot. His son came to thank you and bought you a lot of gifts. Ji Hao and I only used a bottle of fountain pen ink and left the rest untouched."

Speaking of this, there are also the things Xia Liying and the others took last time.

Mom remembered them all. 劦

Including when they came and what they took, she remembered them very clearly, and said that even if she didn't return the favor, she should keep it in mind.

At this time, little A Sheng came running with his little fat butt twisted. Seeing his sister, brother and uncle talking happily, they stopped talking when he came. Then they looked at him together and suddenly felt excluded.

It was as if he was the redundant one.

The little guy forgot what he was going to do, pouted and was about to cry, and then he was picked up by Xia Xindong.

Xia Xindong kissed the little guy's face and said, "Uncle misses you."

Well, with this sentence, A Sheng burst into laughter, and then hugged his uncle's neck: "Uncle, A Sheng misses you too." He kissed him again.

Xia Xindong's eyebrows were full of smiles.劦

Song Mingsheng remembered the purpose of his visit, and called Song Yu Nuan: "Sister, that Zhao sister sent someone to deliver white flour and rice, saying that it was sold back from the internal market, a total of four bags of white flour and two bags of rice..." The

little guy has a good memory. At this time of year in previous years, there was almost nothing to eat. There were many vegetables at home. Grandma took out a small bowl of cornmeal and sprinkled it on the panel, blanched the vegetables from the field, squeezed them into balls, and then rolled them in cornmeal, steamed them in a big pot, and served them with fish and shrimp sauce. It was enough for a meal, but I was hungry after eating.

Grandma said that if she didn't want to be hungry, she could lie on the kang, and she wouldn't be hungry if she didn't move.

The main thing was that the family had to support two high school students and also subsidize the uncle's family, so it was not good anyway.

Since this sister came back, he not only couldn't lie down, but was also forced to run to exercise.

Little Asheng was getting more and more excited. Fortunately, he came back now. If it was later, he wouldn't be able to see his sister.

The little guy opened his hands and said in a baby voice: "Sister, hold me!" Song

Yu Nuan: ...

This is growing back.

Little Asheng is a qualified master of balancing water. He will never favor one over the other. He took his elder brother's hand and asked about the exam.

Song Mingbo used to like to take shortcuts. His foundation was not very good. He didn't like to bother others. He could be ranked in the middle of the class by calculating problems, but compared with Ji Hao, he was far behind.

Not to mention Ji Hao, there is also Chu Jiaojiao. Although her character is not good, her academic performance is indeed good.

I didn't have a brain before, and didn't think much. Now my sister forced me to think, so I had to work hard, and then I realized that it had nothing to do with the family environment.

In fact, they are almost the same. 劦

Before Ji Hao found his grandmother, he was the same as him.

So Song Mingbo also worked hard to catch up.

I really don't know how the final exam will be.

I don't like people asking, so I pinched Xiao Asheng's face and said to Xia Xindong: "Uncle, come to my house for dinner tonight. Grandma and Mom have made a lot of delicious food."

How can life at home be so good? It seems like a dream.

Just now, when I helped to carry the flour bags, I found that there was a special shelf for grain at home, which was waterproof, moisture-proof and rat-proof.

He looked at it and found that there were five bags of white flour and four bags of rice, not to mention a few bags of coarse grain. Next to them were two jars of sesame oil and a barrel of soybean oil. There were also a lot of cornmeal, soybeans and grits. 劦

It is said that the rice in the field is growing well, and technicians often come to pay attention. It is possible that there will be a bumper harvest.

This is July.

Suddenly, my wish that I was going to realize after work has been realized - enough food and clothing!

Ah, so happy.

But my sister's face... I dare not look at it, I can't see through it.

Oh, and there is my uncle. Song Mingbo couldn't help but take another look. He was different from before, but my uncle was still not very well.

Song Mingbo didn't dare to look at it. He was panicked for a few times, but when he saw his smiling sister, he suddenly disappeared. 劦

When one person succeeds, all the family members will benefit.

With my sister here, there is no problem!