"We're all family, so why should we be so formal..."
Zhang Lan's words were heard, and her actions were decisive.
She quickly took the "Great Unity" from Song Ning's hand and carefully counted it several times with her thumb dipped in saliva.
Ten for a hundred bucks!
Zhang Lan was so happy that she was beaming with joy. Now she would get angry with anyone who said that her daughter-in-law was not virtuous!
"What do you want to eat tonight? Mommy will make it for you!"
The more Zhang Lan looked at Song Ning, the more she liked her. This wasn't even considered marrying a wife for her son!
It's like holding a golden baby in your arms!
"I heard Qiao Bo say that the egg cartons my mother makes are the most delicious. I want to eat some!"
Song Ning pretended to think about it, then said to Zhang Lan seriously, "Isn't it too much trouble?"
"It's not a problem! It's not a problem at all! Wait! Mommy will do it right away!"
Zhang Lan happily stuffed the money into her trouser pocket, clapped her hands and went to the kitchen.
Seeing Qiao An still standing stupidly in the yard, she glared at him angrily.
"What are you doing there? Why don't you go to the garden and pick some chives? You're so lazy!"
Joe·weak·helpless·poor·Ann: What did he do to anyone? !
Song Ning raised her eyebrows proudly at Qiao Bo. What do you think of her "money magic"?
Qiao Bo wiped his face expressionlessly and gave Song Ning a thumbs up.
Should he say that his mother sent him away?
Or should we say that Song Ning figured out his mother's thoughts so quickly!
"Hurry up and leave! Otherwise Qiao Junshan will curse me in his heart again..."
Song Ning was speechless about Qiao Junshan.
In Qiao Junshan's eyes, she is probably like Su Daji.
"Please pay attention to Qiao Junshan later. His luck is a bit low, and he might have some minor accidents..."
Qiao Junshan's forehead is dark, and he may suffer a bloody disaster in the near future. It is not life-threatening, but it is enough to make him suffer.
"T!"
Qiao Bo touched the top of Song Ning's head with a smile on his face. He knew that the "little drama queen" was a person who was tough on the outside but soft on the inside.
"Hurry up! I need to rest..."
Song Ning waved her hands in disgust. Her feet hurt so much, who would want to stand there stupidly at the door and "say goodbye" to him?
"Tsu! Go to sleep first, don't wait for me..."
Qiao Bo took two steps forward and turned his head again. "Things... ahem... wait for me to come back and sort them out!"
If Song Ning were asked to sort things out, she would probably just take them out of her bag and throw them into the cupboard. It would be better not to sort them out at all!
Qiao Bo had long been dissatisfied with Song Ning's room and was planning to give her room a thorough cleaning when he had time tomorrow...
"Qiao Bo, it's over..."
Someone called out from outside the door, and Qiao Bo no longer hesitated and walked out.
As soon as Qiao Bo went out, he found several young men standing outside the door. Qiao Junshan had a serious face and stared at Qiao Bo seriously.
"A real man should focus on his career when starting a family. It's nothing to keep your eyes on your wife all day long!"
"Uncle Qiao, Brother Qiao Bo just got married, it's all fresh air, and besides, his sister-in-law is so beautiful...right?"
"That's right!"
The young men who came with Qiao Junshan burst into laughter and made jokes at Qiao Bo, making faces at him.
"Go away! What do you know?"
Qiao Junshan put his hands behind his back with a dark face, "Qiao Bo is a man who serves the country. How can he be the same as you?"
"Since you have chosen to devote yourself to the country, you must work wholeheartedly for the country, and personal feelings should be put aside."
"I saved it, Uncle Qiao!"
Qiao Bo nodded expressionlessly. Uncle Qiao had watched him grow up, and he had no bad intentions. He only wanted to build Qiao Village into a prosperous one.
The higher the expectations, the higher the demands. Qiao Junshan is strict with him, which also shows that he has high expectations of him.
Qiao Bo has heard this kind of talk many times since he was recommended by the village to go to university a few years ago, and he has become immune to it.
Qiao Junshan's expression eased slightly, "Let's go! The village chief and others are waiting for us at the west end of the village..."
There were only eight people going up the mountain this time, including Qiao Bo, including the village chief, several team leaders, and a few brave young men.
Qiao Junshan was leading the way. Last time he followed the people who were delivering supplies to the archaeological team for a while, so he roughly knew the location.
The sky gradually darkened, and it became even darker as we entered the mountains.
The village chief was holding a flashlight, a rare item that only a few families in the village had.
As soon as the flashlight was turned on, it attracted exclamations from several young people.
"What are you yelling about? Light the torches..."
"Watch your step!"
Qiao Junshan said with a cold face, "Young people are always surprised by things they haven't seen before!"
Don't you see what the situation is now? The mountain road is difficult to walk on. If you are not careful, you might miss a step and end up in trouble.
The people behind obediently lit torches, and Qiao Bo stayed by Qiao Junshan's side.
Song Ning said that he might have an accident, and no matter whether what she said was true or not, it was always better to be careful.
Although the archaeological team's camp is in the back mountain, the mountain is very large and it will take them some time to get there.
"Uncle Junshan... haven't we reached the camp yet? It feels like we've been here for ages..."
"Hey... why does this stone look so familiar to me? Where have I seen it before?"
"Don't mention it... He looks familiar to me..."
After a while, several young men started shouting.
“We passed this place twice.”
Qiao Bo touched the mark he had made earlier on the tree and said in a deep voice.
"How could that be? I saw that group of people rushing into this forest yesterday! The camp should be in this direction..."
"Qiao Bo, are you seeing things?!"
Qiao Junshan didn't believe it and frowned as he looked at the mark under Qiao Bo's hand.
Just now, when Qiao Bo was carving on the tree, he took a few curious glances and had a rough idea of the shape.
"Old Joe, shine the flashlight over here..."
Qiao Junshan was afraid that he couldn't see clearly because of the torch light, so he called the village chief and asked him to shine a flashlight.
"Really? Let me see..."
Several heads came over, trying to attract the village chief's attention.
"Go away! What do you know?"
The village chief was so angry that he slapped one of them on the head.
“Really…”
Qiao Junshan's face turned pale and blue. He didn't expect that what Song Ning said was true!
"Let's go this way..."
Qiao Junshan gritted his teeth and ran in the opposite direction. He really didn't believe it!
Qiao Bo's face was solemn as he looked at the dark tree trunks around him. He had an inexplicable intuition that they might not be able to find the camp tonight...
"Uncle Junshan, are we here again?"
A tall and thin young man holding a torch looked at the familiar terrain in front of him and asked in confusion.
As soon as the young man said this, several people around him nodded affirmatively.
"That's right! I was just sitting on this big rock to rest..."
"The markings on the tree...yes! Are we going to run into a wall?"
"What the hell! No way?!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present could no longer stand.
They had heard the story of the ghost wall since they were young, so of course they knew what it was.
Don't say it, the current situation is really like a ghost wall...
"Could it be that something from the ancient tomb has been released?"
"We won't be targeted by it..."
"Maybe! Otherwise, why did that group of archaeologists disappear?"
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