Hang up the phone, attack moisture Yun look down, squatting at the foot of the little woman, like an abandoned little pet, head down, squatting there with fingers circle.

The eyes softened a little in an instant, and the sunset lengthened each other's figures, attacking a piece of red, which had a kind of thrilling beauty. The picture is so beautiful that it bumps into his heart.

Big hands rubbed her head, and her hair was disordered. Zhuang Diandian raised his head and bared his teeth to the villain. Attack soil moisture Yun directly sits beside her, long leg stretches down the step, the whole person looks stretch slender.

"They miss you so much."

Zhuang Diandian lowered his head and said, "I know."

He looked at her, she had no choice but to smile, "but I just can't get angry, but I'm relieved to know they're OK. "

She's like a little girl, too awkward to express her emotions. I think very much, but I refuse to admit it. This kind of her, let a person can't help heartache.

He stretched out his hand and took her over. He pressed her cheek directly on his chest and said, "I'll take the money..."

"Don't" Zhuang Diandian refused even though she didn't want to. She looked up at him and said for the first time in such a formal and serious tone: "our makers may not be very rich, but Comrade Zhuang Dafa often said that we have to have the backbone to carry our own mistakes. Today others carry them for you, and tomorrow you will fall even harder"

looking at her, he raised his sexy lips, "OK, I understand It's over. "

Zhuang Diandian suddenly stood up and clenched her fists, "sooner or later, I will make a lot of money, and then bring Zhuang Dafa and his daughter-in-law back to her home"

this is her wish. She wants her parents to avoid debt without fear, and she wants them to be proud of her daughter

she has decided to go to zonglao to discuss his so-called "huge profit" project tomorrow

she has to go to zonglao to discuss the project

Looking at her full blood resurrection, reciting is all her business, attack moisture Yun smile, this woman sometimes simple is really enviable ah.

Upstairs, a gloomy line of sight was staring at the two people all the time

When she came to the school the next day, Zhuang Diandian went to find Zong Lao. She heard that he was in the headmaster's office. She ran to knock on the door and heard a neutral voice inside: "come in."

Zhuang Diandian opened the door and peeped his head. He saw Zong Lao sitting on the headmaster's seat with his two short legs on the table, holding a ruler in his hand and patting it on his palm. Every time, he was so scared that he stood in front of the headmaster and bowed his head.

Even though, he has graduated from zonglao for more than N years.

"Oh, Dian Dian, come in quickly." as soon as Zong Lao saw her, his face was full of flowers and he waved to her.

Hearing the name, the headmaster was shocked.

Zhuang Diandian ran in and said hello to the headmaster, "Hi, headmaster." then he was lying on the table with two big eyes flashing, "old man, talk about your" huge profit "project"

as soon as Zong's eyes brightened, he immediately put down his short legs and sat up straight, "why, have you figured it out? Are you going to work with me? "

Zhuang Diandian waved his hand as if he was born in Italy. "No, it's just that he's a little short of money recently. He wants to find a project investment As you know, we businessmen... "

"What does it look like to talk well"

the headmaster immediately reprimanded, which made Zhuang Diandian tremble.

"Pa"

the old master Zong's ruler knocked on his head impolitely, "what do you look like when you talk to me well"

the principal was very upset, standing on one side with a bitter face and bowing respectfully, "yes, the students know it's wrong."

After all, in their time, respecting teachers is a very serious matter. The truth of being a teacher for one day and a father for all one's life can not be learned by modern young people.

Zonglao twisted his face and continued to smile, "come on, don't be afraid, you say."

The headmaster's heart was bitter, but he didn't say it. He just held it back and stood upright.

Zhuang Diandian also felt a little embarrassed and said, "why don't we talk outside?"

"Why?"

As soon as Zhuang Diandian's little hand was stretched out to block his mouth, "trade secret"

Zong was shocked, and his face immediately became serious. He nodded solemnly: "well"

looking back, he looked at his former favorite student in disgust. "Well, you should reflect on yourself first, and write down 10000 words of review. Be more profound"

"yes, the student wrote it down."

After Zong came out of the headmaster's office, Zhuang Diandian could not help gossiping and asked curiously, "what's wrong with the headmaster? Do you want to write a check? "

It must be a big mistake to punish him so miserably.

Zong Lao snorted angrily: "it's just bad for my reputation not to get married now"

Chuang Dian Shizhi provoked big brother thumbs up to him, "this matter has to be managed, otherwise it's too shameful. We're all called from 'Bachelor's apartment' when we go out."Mr. Zong was gratified, "you are still the girl who knows my old man's heart best"

"who made us the best partners?" Zhuang Diandian immediately asked, "what's the project?"

Mr. Zong deliberately sold the pass, and his haughtiness broke out. He gathered his hands and walked in front of him. "Do you want to know? If you ask me to have a string of meat, I'll tell you "

" no problem "Zhuang Diandian claps his chest and says," what do you want to eat? "

in the corner of the simple barbecue shop with plastic shed, this old man is sitting in the corner, surrounded by smoke, and tears are coming out, but he still insists on fighting in the first line of string of meat

Zhuang Diandian sprinkles chili noodles on the string of meat He narrowed his eyes and said with tears in his eyes: "old man, I've eaten dozens of strings. Now I can say it"

Zong put down the iron stick, picked up the rough napkin, wiped his mouth at will and said: "be my granddaughter."

I

are you kidding?

Zhuang Diandian almost spilled hot pepper noodles on the old man's face. Fortunately, Zonghao flashed quickly, "Hey, girl, be careful"

Zhuang Diandian glared at him, "old man, you take me as a Sunday, don't you?"

Looking down and staring at dozens of iron signs on the table, Zhuang Diandian wants to cry without tears How unjust you are to die,

Mr. Zong shook his head: "ah, I say that you young people are short of patience. I haven't finished yet. Why don't you think it's impossible?"

Zhuang Diandian chewed the rest of the meat kebabs, chewed them like anger, stared at the patriarch, and said: "how can I abandon my ancestors to be your granddaughter if I don't change my name? What's more, you have a high sense of consciousness, and you don't have any money left to donate to your family. What's a "huge profit" project? Is there such a trick? "

Lower your head and string together Why did you die so unjustly?