Chapter 254

Song Daiying is a little silly.

Isn't it agreed that grandparents are in critical condition? How now is still familiar with their own brisk pace.

Obviously nothing happened.

Song Daiying's face suddenly turned black and turned to look at the middle-aged man song Hu.

Song Hu corner of the mouth a draw, looking at the old woman with a sad face, "grandma, you are not very sick?"

At this time, the old woman also found song Daiying back. She was stunned for a moment. Then she staggered and covered her head, "yes, I'm very sick. My great granddaughter, you will never inform me when you come back. "

This acting skills, go out to run the trick will be despised.

"Grandma, you don't have to pretend." Song Daiying said angrily, "count this time, you have pretended to be ill for the thirty ninth time and cheated me to go home. Let's go. Which village's young talent do you like this time

The old woman grinned and came to take song Daiying's hand.

"I have said for a long time that a scholar is a scholar, and his head is more intelligent than others. My grandparents are disguised so well that you can see through them again and again. It's really worthy of being my great granddaughter. "

Does it have anything to do with reading?

Can you really be cheated if you read less?

However, song Daiying took the hand of the old woman, but she did not mean to refute it.

Grandparents are already 100 years old this year. In a while, they will be 100 years old!

Tu has many great grandchildren, but her favorite is song Daiying.

"Jiuyun, my grandmother heard that there was a college student and a scholar in laga village next door! What's more, the son of the clan leader of laga village is a good match for us. Why don't you meet him sometime Tu looks at Song Daiying eagerly.

"Yes, grandma. You can arrange it." Song Daiying smiles sweetly.

"Good, good." The old Tu laughed.

Song Daiying's mouth gently.

From childhood to adulthood, she knew that grandparents like to read books.

There is even a kind of blind worship of scholars.

I think a scholar is good at everything.

Therefore, she began to look for a son-in-law for herself.

Tu's wish was to turn the Song family into a scholarly family.

But at present, it's a long way to go!

"Well, I have a son, a grandson and eight great grandchildren of Tu Ya Ya. How can I become a scholar?" Tu old woman was leaning on her crutches, and some of her hatred for iron was not strong enough to stare at Song poets and song Hu.

"Poet! You, in particular, are really not up to it. " Tu said sadly, "your dead ghost father named you poet song. You can read a poem to listen to it."

"Ha ha, mother, you have criticized me for more than 70 years, but this time I can't let you do it." Song poet immediately laugh out a sound, immediately carrying his hands, vibration voice said, "ten steps to kill a person, thousands of miles without leaving a mark."

Whoa!

A crutch fell from the sky like a Zhen nationality artifact and directly knocked the song poet to the ground.

"You child, you know how to fight and kill all day long. It's not like words!"

Song Daiying has a feeling that she can't bear to look directly at her.

My grandfather is almost eighty years old.

Tu old woman's face full of anger accused song poet, "I and your dead father gave you such a gentle name. You'd better give your son a name called song Hu, just make a name at random."

The song poets were silent.

That's what he thought when he was named.

"Unfortunately for my family, unfortunately for my family."

The old Tu sighed.

"Don't be angry, grandma. I'm still there." Song Hu spoke in a hurry.

"Yes, and you and I didn't scold. It's too early to get angry." The old woman Tu glared at Song Hu, "we Song family don't know what kind of evil they have done. I will give birth to your father and your father will give birth to you. To your area, you'd better, give me a surprise first, all of a sudden give me a shot three! It's more than your father and your grandfather

Song hudse got up, which shows his outstanding ability!

"But what are you born with?" The old Tu woman pointed to song Hu angrily with her crutch. "At the beginning, watching you give birth to a baby is like laying an egg. I thought heaven had eyes. After thinking about it for three days and three nights, I gave my great grandson a good name. But you're good. When it comes to the most critical point, you don't give a fart."

Song Hu was full of grievances.

"Before nine clouds, I gave birth to seven!"

"Is it useful?" Not to say that it's OK, the old Tu wants to be angry again. "I've got my name. The name of my great grandson is" everything is inferior, only reading is high "! You gave birth to Song Wan! Song style! Song Jie! Song Xia! Song pin! Song Wei! Song you! You just stopped here when you were studying. You didn't fart. Did you mean to be angry with your grandmotherSong hu wants to cry without tears, can this blame me?

"You said that it would be enough if the three great grandsons didn't come out. All of these seven great great grandsons are so ugly as the two of you. They don't study yet! I'm really angry The old butcher patted her chest.

At this time, song Daiying quickly patted the old woman on the back, and said with a smile, "don't be angry, grandma. I'm still here."

Tu old woman looked up at Song Daiying and immediately laughed. "Jiuyun, you are the only hope of our song family. You are a scholar. Don't learn from your seven Hun brothers."

"Well, I see." Song Daiying nods her head cleverly.

Song Hu immediately asked for credit. "I was born with Jiuyun."

"That's not the same." Tu old woman glared at Song Hu, "you have all kinds of inferior products. Only after seven Hun boys, you don't fart at once. It's me who goes to the deity every day to pray for the gift of Chiyou. After five years of no farting, you have given birth to Jiuyun. Strictly speaking, Jiuyun is not your daughter, but the daughter of Chiyou God. "

"The God Chiyou wearing a green hat for me?" Song Hu blurted out.

Song's artifact crutches are coming.

It's not just the butcher of the old woman, but also the poets of the Song Dynasty.

The combination of two sticks directly drove song Hu out of the hall.

"Asshole! How dare you blaspheme Chiyou? You kneel down in front of God tonight until dawn! "

The old Tu woman's voice roared like thunder.

It doesn't look like a centenarian at all.

"Oh, Ma, which bloody guy is on me." At this time, outside the hall sounded a howling voice, "there is a kind of individual

"It's your father!" It was accompanied by a roar.

Song Hu, who was suppressed by his grandmother and father, finally came back to vent his anger. His arm vibrated and he usually took out a walking stick. It is really a Zhen nationality artifact of the Song family. It has been handed down from generation to generation, and it has been used wonderfully.

The seven strong backed guys, like seven moving giants, were chased and beaten and rushed into the hall.

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