Chapter 919

Jian Yi

Zhang Da Zhuangshi could not help but said: "no, why do you want to pick up garbage to make money?"

Zhang Dazhuang really can't understand.

Picking up garbage outside, especially in the sun or in the winter, after picking up garbage, you will either sweat all over or be blown like a snowman, and you will be tired half to death. One day, you may still earn less than 200 yuan.

What's more, if you throw a piece of garbage in a slightly prosperous area, you will be fined if you are photographed. The streets in the center of the city are basically clean and there is no garbage to pick up. You may not earn 200 yuan a day.

So, picking up garbage is a dead end.

And Zhang Dazhuang can't imagine two beautiful white girls carrying a rag bag and picking up garbage everywhere.

Small Lu pear misunderstood, small milk sound comfort him: "Uncle Zhang, you don't envy us Da, in fact, you dig coal is also very profitable."

Zhang Dazhuang: "I'm not envious."

Qu Qianqian follows the flow of kindness: "Oh, Uncle Zhang, you don't have to be jealous of us. Although we make money picking up garbage, you also make money digging coal."

Zhang Dazhuang

I'm not jealous, either.

I'm just curious! be curious!!

Yes?

So afraid that I covet your garbage?

Qu Qianqian noticed that she still had the last paragraph to read, and quickly added with cadence:

Finally, thank you! Dad, if you didn't go out every day and sell yourself many times, it seems that there are hundreds of people, my mother and I might have starved to death...]

"Stop!"

Qusnian couldn't listen any more. Seeing the strange and strange eyes from other parents around him, he took a deep breath and forced a laugh. His words seemed to squeeze out of his throat

"Baby, is there a word" smile "missing behind the word" sell "

"Yes," Qu Qianqian looked surprised, as if to say, Dad, how do you know? She scratched her head. "I forgot how to write" smile "before."

She waved her hand, "but it's OK. The meaning is almost the same. Dad, just know."

Qu Sinian

No, it's a lot worse, OK!!!

Qu Qianqian complained: "Dad, don't interrupt me, I haven't finished reading yet!"

Qu Sinian smile: "OK, you read."

Have read to the end, there is not much left, the most difficult have survived, unreasonable, the last point can not survive.

Moreover, if qusnian remembers correctly, there will be only one sentence after that: "Dad, I think you are like a big tree, which can help me block the wind and rain, and protect my healthy growth." And "I love you, Dad.".

The first sentence is like a big tree or a shelter from the wind. It's not written by Qu Qianqian himself.

"Cover", "block" and "robust" are not the words Qu Qianqian usually uses.

Put out is from which composition book copied to make up the number of words in the sentence.

Moreover, when Qu Qianqian wrote this letter, it was just the time to receive it.

In the last paragraph, Qu Qianqian didn't have time to write slowly, so she had to copy the composition. Usually, the words are just like dog crawling words. Now, time is pressing. The words she wrote are even more dog crawling than dog crawling words.

If qusnian hadn't often helped her with her homework in the last semester, I'm afraid she couldn't recognize the words in that crooked paragraph. If it had been in ancient times, it would have been believed that it was oracle bone inscriptions.

But although the words are a little ugly, the sentences produced in the composition books are always beautiful and there won't be any thunder.

Qu Sinian leaned back on the chair and slightly raised his delicate and fluent jaw. He was calm and self assured that "you can read it, if I change my face, I will lose.".

Qu Qianqian went on to read it, but for some reason, it was a little difficult, almost word by word:

"Dad, I feel like you are one, one big..."

Qu Qianqian pauses for three seconds, points to the crooked "tree" character and asks little Lu Li in a small voice: "Sister Li Li, do you know what I write? I don't understand. "

Qu Sinian

Qu Qianqian dare to ask, Xiao Lu Li dare to teach.

Little Lu Li took a look at it and said confidently:

"This is the word 'pig'"

Qu Sinian

Xiao Lu Li teaches, Qu Qianqian dares to believe!

Qu Qianqian: "Oh, Dad, I think you are like a big pig..."

Qu Sinian couldn't bear it: "it's a tree, not a pig!"

Xiao Lu Li is surprised, and Qu Qianqian is also surprised.

And qusnian almost got cold.

I'm angry.

Qu Qianqian is a little aggrieved: "well, Dad, I think you are like a big tree, Yuejin me..."

"Can you help me?" he said

Qu Qianqian

Qu Qianqian looked at it carefully and found that the more she looked at it, the more like "Neng Bang" instead of "Yuejin". She immediately changed her mouth

"Can you help me, what wind and what rain..."

Little Lu Li whispered: "sister Qianqian, I just asked my father, he said it was the wind and rain..."

Lu Junhan's cold face: "I'm talking about shelter."

Little Lu Li nodded and whispered, "sister Qianqian, do you hear me? My father said that it's just the wind and rain."

Lu Junhan

Qu Qianqian's eyes brightened, as if she saw the Savior, nodded heavily, and said loudly: "can you help me blow up the wind and rain?"

Zhang Dazhuang

Jian Yi

Can blow up the wind and rain, your father afraid is not the Jade Emperor, how can it be just a small tree.

Qusnian now just wants to die on the spot.

"Honey, there's not much left anyway. Let's not read any more."

Qusnian begged.

Qu Qianqian is not willing to: "no, I'm almost finished. Besides, your eyes hurt. I have to help you. Otherwise, how would you like to write your feelings?"

Qu Sinian

Qu Sinian reached out with a smile: "in fact, my eyes don't hurt any more. Really, you can give the letter to Dad. Now Dad suddenly wants to write his feelings to you very much!"

"No way," Qu Qianqian is not a quitter: "I have one more sentence, no, two, I'll give it to you after reading it."

Qu Sinian

When you finish, your father, I may have no face to live in this world.

Qusnian took out his mobile phone and began to contact the psychiatrist decisively.

He felt that he would not be able to live through the meeting without psychotherapy.

In his present situation, the centrifugal septum plug is just a little bit worse.

Qu Qianqian began to read again: "Dad, I think you are like a big pig. You can help me blow up the wind and rain."

Qu Sinian

What about the "tree"?

How did you become a pig again?!!

Your sister's words are words, your father's words are not words, right!

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