Excellent little farmer

"Smells your head!"

Song Jiaqi sat up, picked up the pillow, hit me hard, and said angrily: "Xiaoquan, if you dare to be careless next time, be careful that my sister will fall out!"

I hurriedly raised my hands and said with a smile: "Sister Jiaqi, don't be angry, don't make an example next time, let's set off now!"

"Go, wait for me downstairs." Song Jiaqi rolled her eyes at me, brushed her messy hair, and then walked out of the room bitterly.

I burst into laughter and came downstairs. After waiting for about ten minutes, I saw that pretty figure walking out of the door. I couldn't help but feel my eyes light up. I saw that Song Jiaqi had just changed her clothes. She was wearing a light blue t-shirt. The waist-cinching long skirt makes the waist slender and graceful.

A little distracted, I hurried over to greet you and said sincerely: "Sister Jiaqi, you are so beautiful, much prettier than those women in the magazines."

Song Jiaqi's cheeks turned red and she spat in a low voice: "I'm going to die, what are you talking about?"

I chuckled and said innocently: "I'm just telling the truth. Is this wrong?"

"Virtue!" Song Jiaqi curled her lips, chuckled, and walked out side by side with him.

When I arrived at the mall, I suddenly realized that shopping with such a beautiful woman was really asking for trouble.

I don’t know how Song Jiaqi’s energy can be so high. Every time she goes to a store, she will stop, look at the clothes inside, and try them on with great interest.

Song Jiaqi has an excellent figure and is a good clothes rack. Any clothes she wears will look unique and charming, and she can vividly interpret a woman's sexiness and charm.

Many times, the eyes of the store clerk and the surrounding customers were stunned, but she had no intention of buying. Instead, she took me to another store, continued to try on clothes, and became a free clothing model...

When it was almost noon, the two finally came out of the mall, entered a cold drink shop, and ordered a glass of lemonade and a glass of ice cream.

"You women, you look so weak, but as soon as you go shopping, you turn into a superwoman." I joked with a smile, looking like I was deeply affected by it.

Song Jiaqi smiled, holding the straw with her pink lips, and after taking a small sip, she chuckled and said: "I am training you. Only when you have a girlfriend in the future will you know what true love is." tired."

I smiled, shook my head and said, "It looks like I have to find a wife who doesn't like shopping so much in the future."

Song Jiaqi curled her lips and said angrily: "It's useless. Even if I can find her, I will lead her away."

I smiled slightly and said half-jokingly: "Sister Jiaqi, it seems that you are determined to harm me for the rest of my life."

"What's wrong with you? You're my brother!" Song Jiaqi raised her pretty face and said proudly.

"Yes, who called me your brother!" I muttered silently, and my heart was full of emotions. The originally throbbing mood gradually calmed down.

After eating the ice cream, I looked out the window. Because it was Saturday, there were many pedestrians on the street, and the business of each store was very good. The bustling flow of people came in and out of the store, making it extremely lively.

At this moment, a black Accord car drove slowly and stopped just in front of the cold drink shop. A tall young man opened the door and walked out. This person was an acquaintance. The one I had had a relationship with The colleague who had the quarrel, Yang Wenhao.

Yang Wenhao got out of the car, took the arm of a middle-aged woman, lifted his legs and walked into the shopping mall next to her.

Inadvertently, the two people looked at each other through the transparent glass window. Yang Wenhao's expression changed slightly and he immediately stopped. Then his eyes fell on Song Jiaqi again. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he snorted coldly and turned his head. leave.

I didn't expect to meet Yang Wenhao here. The bejeweled woman next to him has a very similar face shape and facial features to Yang Wenhao. She must be his mother. I have heard about Yang Wenhao's family situation a long time ago. Very good, now it seems that it is indeed the case.

"That man's eyes are a little strange, Xiaoquan, do you know him?" Song Jiaqi noticed, frowned, and asked in a low voice.

"I know him, he's a colleague of mine, but we don't get along very well." I smiled faintly, turned around, and told him a little about what happened.

Song Jiaqi took out a tissue, wiped her red lips, and said gently: "Xiaoquan, ignore those people, let's just focus on our work and not cause trouble."

I nodded with a smile and said softly: "It's okay, Sister Jiaqi, don't worry, I know what to do."

"That's good." Song Jiaqi pursed her lips and smiled, putting her hand on her chin. The smile gradually faded from her beautiful face, but there was a trace of inexplicable melancholy in her eyes.

The black Accord restarted, drove forward for a distance, and stopped at the entrance of a hotel. A middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to Yang Wenhao got out of the car and took Yang Wenhao, mother and son, into the hotel. Go.

After entering the restaurant, the three of them sat near the window. After ordering, the woman raised her head and asked with concern: "Wen Hao, what happened just now? Why do you look so ugly? Do you feel uncomfortable? ah?"

Yang Wenhao gritted his teeth and said with a gloomy expression: "Mom, do you still remember the Ye Qingquan I told you about? I saw him just now, flirting with a woman in the cold drink shop we passed before."

"It turns out it's him!"

The woman frowned and suddenly thought of the beautiful woman she had glimpsed in the cold drink shop. She felt a little uncomfortable. She curled her lips and cursed: "Sure enough, he is not a child from a serious family. He learned to seduce women as soon as he started working. .”

Yang Wenhao nodded and said with added embarrassment: "That person is just a little gangster. I have inquired about him. He liked to flirt with women in school. I just couldn't stand his behavior, so I wanted to talk to him. Who knows? This guy didn't know how to restrain himself and actually wanted to hit someone."

The woman snorted and said to the middle-aged man: "Zhihong, Wen Hao has suffered so much injustice at work, why don't you just ignore it?"

Yang Zhihong smiled and shook his head, and said lightly: "It is normal for some minor conflicts to occur between colleagues. Now that the matter is over, forget it. Just don't talk nonsense with such people in the future."

The woman's face darkened, and she said dissatisfiedly: "How can we forget it? That kid is so over the top, we should deal with him properly and let him know that the world is high and the earth is high."

In fact, Yang Zhihong also knew in his heart that his wife doted on the child and made him arrogant since he was a child. Over time, Yang Wenhao developed the bad habit of arrogance. I wanted to use this incident to say something to my son, but seeing that the mother and son looked ugly and couldn't bear it, they nodded and agreed: "Okay, what do you want me to do?"

Seeing that his father was relieved, Yang Wenhao was immediately happy. He hurriedly came over and whispered: "Dad, isn't your company cooperating with the agricultural machinery factory recently? Ye Qingquan's father works in the agricultural machinery factory and drove the old man out of the factory. Go, it shouldn’t be a big problem, right?”

Yang Zhihong frowned and said softly: "This is a small matter, there is no need to make it too big. Let's do this. I will go to your unit another day to talk to Director Jia of your Resources Bureau and ask him to talk to that guy."

"No, that kid has just joined our bureau. He is currently serving Director Gao. Director Jia, that old fox, will not offend him for the time being..."

Yang Wenhao became a little anxious, stood up angrily, and threatened with a black face: "Dad, if I don't get out of this bad mood, I won't go to work."

When the woman saw him at the side, she immediately became angry and said with a livid face: "Zhihong, is there a father like you? Wenhao is your biological son. If you are bullied, you are not willing to stand up. Why don't we two Now that the divorce is over, I've taken my son out so that I can make some room for you to straighten up the little devil."

"Okay, okay, stop yelling. Why are you arguing about such a trivial matter? Why don't I just go and do it?" Yang Zhihong threw away his chopsticks, with an impatient look on his face, and turned around and asked: "His father What is your name?"

Yang Wenhao sat down again and said bitterly: "My name is Song Jianguo. He is an ordinary workshop worker at the agricultural machinery factory. He has no special background. I have found out everything about him."

Yang Zhihong nodded and said expressionlessly: "That's no problem. When I find the opportunity, I'll say hello to Director Liu and tell him to get out of here.

However, don’t be too distracted, work hard and strive to achieve some results, so that your boss can promote you! "

Yang Wenhao broke the chopsticks and threw them out. He gritted his teeth and said, "Dad, don't worry about work. I'm doing well in the workplace. However, I want to get this matter done as soon as possible. I want to take a look." , that boy still dares to be arrogant with me."