Another day of tragic death for the host

Chapter 400 The boss is a potential stock 22
Song Sisao led the two children and followed Song Laosi slowly, not daring to approach him at all.

She knew that Song Laosi must be really angry this time.

As soon as Song Laosi and his wife left, the rest of the family chatted a few words, and the other three brothers and sister-in-law also comforted Xin He.

Then started packing up.

Song Laosi and his wife originally planned to stay at home for a day today, but when something like this happened, they couldn't live anymore.

After thinking about it for a while, Xin He took a group of radish heads and continued to wander.

No way, she is just too boring.

She is not very interested in reading and studying, so she can only take this to the little carrot heads as the only fun.

Anyway, these little radishheads are also happy to go out with her.

Xin He held a bag of food brought back by Fourth Brother Song just now, while sharing these little radish heads.

It seems that I have visited everywhere in the village, and Xin He feels quite boring.

But he was too lazy to take them out of the village, so he went to the back mountain of the village.

It is said to be the back mountain, but it is actually a small hillside.

Xin He found a rock and sat down, biting a snack while asking Shuangmao to find her a novel.

Shuangmao carefully found a novel that she had written, and did not forget to ask Xin He to comment on it when she read it with her.

When Xin He said, "It's pretty good", the cat's tail almost went up to the sky.

Xinhe guessed it when Shuangmao opened his mouth, but didn't try to expose it.

After watching for more than ten minutes, a black shadow suddenly enveloped Xin He's side.

Xin He was watching seriously, when she saw a black figure beside her, she turned her head and saw that it was Song Yan.

"How did you come?"

Xin He tilted her head and did not move.

Song Yan picked a few leaves and spread them on the ground, and sat beside Xin He.

"I knew you were bored when I saw you let the children go, so I came to you to relieve my boredom."

"Hiss..." Hearing this, Xin He turned around, propped his chin, and blinked in Song Yan's direction.

As soon as Song Yan saw Xin He's eyes, he knew that something was wrong with her.

Sure enough, before Song Yan could speak, he heard Xin He say, "Is your composition finished? If you haven't written it yet, help me write it together."

Song Yan helped his forehead helplessly.

Ever since he was bumped by Xin He when he went to the post office to collect the manuscript fee that day, he found out that he was writing articles part-time at the newspaper and Xin He knew about it.

Xin He came to him for every composition.

Especially now in the third year of junior high school, there is a composition almost every week. Every time I write, I not only have to write my own, but also imitate Xin He's handwriting to help her write.

There are still four months before the high school entrance examination, and the next three years of high school.

Thinking of helping Xin He write essays for the rest of the time.

Song Yan felt that he had no thoughts in this life.

Although this is a very simple answer for him, but if he can only write his own, who wants to write more?

Although Song Yan wanted to refuse, but seeing Xin He's eyes, Song Yan could only sigh helplessly.

He nodded: "OK, but...how are you going to thank me?"

Song Yan sat a little lower than Xin He, she put her arms on Song Yan's shoulders, and the two brothers said kindly: "Which one of us is with whom? Do you need to be so clear?"

Song Yan wanted to refute, but he found that he was rarely at a loss for words, so he couldn't refute.

In the end, Xinhe's composition was contracted by him again.

Song Yan suddenly asked: "By the way, I heard that your fourth sister-in-law is going to introduce someone to you? Don't you agree?"

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