Excellent little farmer

Chapter 1082 Missing

I laughed and said in a low voice: "What's the matter? You want to learn from Jiaqi, but she doesn't even care. Why are you like this..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Jiaqi dropped the remote control, turned around, looked at me with a half-smile, and asked softly: "Smelly Xiaoquan, how do you know I don't care?"

I blinked at her with some guilt, but Song Jiaqi pretended not to see it. Instead, she stretched out her hand to twist my ears and said with a smile: "Smelly Xiaoquan, if you dare to bully Sister Lin again and make her sad and cry, see how I deal with you." !”

I sighed, shook my head and said, "You only saw her crying, but you didn't see how my shoulder was bitten. It was still hurting just now."

Cheng Ruolin pursed her lips and snorted, stretched out her white fingers, tapped my forehead, and said angrily: "This is a slight. If you dare to do this next time, I will never forgive you lightly."

I chuckled a few times, nodded and said perfunctorily: "Ruolin, since you don't like it, just don't do it again."

Song Jiaqi smiled slightly and interjected from the side: "Smelly Xiaoquan, don't think that's the end of it. We sisters have discussed it. We will unite to punish you, give you some color, and punish you for being such a chauvinist. Something wrong."

I was stunned and said with doubt on my face: "Sanction me? How to sanction me?"

Song Jiaqi blinked and said with a smile: "Keep it secret!"

I laughed and said disapprovingly: "It's so mysterious, what tricks can you two women do? It's serious to be obedient."

Cheng Ruolin made a face, pulled Song Jiaqi to stand up, and said with a smile: "Sister Jiaqi, let's ignore her, go back to the house and chat, and let him celebrate the New Year with the TV!"

Song Jiaqi nodded with a smile, and the two of them returned to the house gracefully and closed the door gently.

I turned over and lay lazily on the sofa, took a sip of tea from the cup, closed my eyes and reminisced about the charming scene last night, laughing non-stop.

It wasn't until the evening when Cheng Ruolin spread a quilt on the sofa that I realized that the situation was not good. A good man never suffers a loss. I made a decisive decision and immediately began to deeply reflect. However, no matter how hard I tried, the two beauties remained unmoved. He still refused to open the door and allowed himself to spend the night on the sofa.

After a few days, I really suffered from the sanctions, but there was nothing I could do. I could only lie on the sofa and sigh. Only then did I feel regretful. I shouldn't have let these two people meet. It was like shooting a stone at myself. My feet are so tight that I can't reach the bedside now, but now it's too late to regret it. The two of them are as good as sisters now, but they have pushed me into the cold palace.

Late at night on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, I was lying on the sofa, tossing and turning, when the door was suddenly opened gently. Cheng Ruolin, wearing a pink nightgown, yawned loudly and pushed the door open. She squinted and walked into the bathroom. I was immediately excited. He got up, quietly got out of bed, and followed her in.

After the Spring Festival, everyone started to get busy. After going to work, Cheng Ruolin took on an important new column and was under great pressure. In order to perform well in the program and strive to get good ratings, she worked late at the TV station every day. I just came home, and I don’t care about being intimate with me anymore.

Song Jiaqi rarely came back during the day. In addition to taking care of the business of the Chinese Painting Academy, she also took a fancy to the huge profits in the bar industry, so she had a heated relationship with Hu Keer, thinking about investing the dividends given to her by Aunt Wenying. Recently, For a period of time, the two women often got together to discuss plans to make a fortune.

I'm not idle either. Uncle Cai comes to my room every day to sit and chat. It's called chatting, but it's actually giving lectures. However, the content of the lectures is extremely sensitive and involves many secret matters, including the ups and downs of high-ranking officials. To outsiders, it is always like looking at flowers in the fog, but after Uncle Cai's interpretation, I have an additional understanding of the official career, and I feel even more helpless.

Power is undoubtedly the greatest treasure in the world. As long as you have it, you can fulfill many ambitions and satisfy all selfish desires. In front of it, almost no one can afford it or let it go.

In order to seize power, there have even been many stories in history about fathers and sons turning against each other, and brothers fighting against each other. In modern times, this situation has not changed. Although some high-level disputes are secretive, Uncle Cai recounted the twists and turns. The dangerous place is enough to make people sweat.

That morning, after Uncle Cai left, I sat on the sofa and read a book. I opened a page and saw a paragraph written on it. I stared at it for a long time, then took out a signature pen and drew a wavy line under the words: " At an international conference at the end of World War II, Stalin laughed at Churchill, who had already failed in the domestic election: 'Mr. Churchill, you won the war, but the people deposed you. Look at me, who dares to depose me!' Churchill calmly replied Said: 'I fight to protect the people's power to remove me.'"

I played with the signature pen in my hand, pondered for a long time, and then wrote under this line: "Lao Qiu is right. Only when power is in the hands of the people can society have real fairness and justice. In the current environment, it is difficult to do It is very difficult to be a conscientious politician. Many people have betrayed their original intention of being an official and got lost in the game of fighting for power. The next great man will definitely be the one who changes the rules of the game and will truly empower the people and defend the country. People power people…”

After writing this line quickly, I closed the book, threw it aside, took out a cigarette, lit it, frowned and took a few puffs, but then I heard a crisp knock on the door, I turned around and said :"come in."

The door was gently pushed open, and Xiaojia poked her head in. She was wearing a white casual sportswear, holding a beautiful bag in her hand. She stood timidly by the door. She tilted her head and listened, then smiled. He said: "Brother, I have something to discuss with you."

I smiled slightly, put out the cigarette, threw it into the ashtray, and said softly: "Xiaojia, come and sit."

Xiao Jia cautiously touched it over, sat on the sofa, and said with a smile: "Brother, brother Youjiang said yesterday that he was going to make a sad drama and wanted me to be a guest actor."

I frowned, waved my hand, and said, "No, Xiaojia, you are going to a school for the blind in a few days. It is serious to concentrate on your studies. What kind of filming are you doing?"

Xiaojia'huh! ' He made a sound, then bit his index finger with his small mouth and said, "But I like filming."

I sighed and said softly: "Xiaojia, you have to be obedient and heal your eyes first, and then concentrate on studying. You are still young. You will have the opportunity to do the things you like in the future."

Xiaojia nodded obediently, tilted her head and said, "The doctor has said that as long as I insist on acupuncture and massage, I will be able to feel the light in three years at most."

I patted her back, smiled and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, Xiaojia, your illness will be cured."

Xiao Jia smiled and said happily: "Grandpa Zhou said the same thing yesterday. Sister Qingqing accompanied me to see grandpa yesterday. I stuffed all the New Year's money under his pillow. It's more than three thousand yuan. .”

I felt sour in my heart, nodded and praised: "Xiao Jia is such a sensible child, your Grandpa Zhou must be crying again."

Xiao Jia smiled sheepishly, then pursed her lips and said, "Grandpa wants me to listen to my brother and be a good boy."

I laughed and said softly: "Xiaojia is a good boy."

Xiaojia touched the bridge of her nose and said with a smile, "Grandpa always says I'm naughty."

I waved my hand, shook my head slightly and said, "You are still a child. It's normal to be naughty. It's your nature."

Xiaojia stuck out her tongue, made a face, tilted her head and said, "Brother, are you and Sister Jiaqi getting married?"

I nodded and said with a smile: "Yes! In a while, you will be able to drink my brother's wedding wine."

Xiaojia laughed happily, reached out to open the bag, took out a few red paper-cuts from inside, and muttered: "Brother, this is Xiaojia's gift to you."

I took the paper-cut and saw the four words "Hundred Years of Love" written on it. Although the cut was crooked, I was still moved and said in a low voice: "Xiaojia, your hands are so skillful. I like your gift very much."

Xiaojia smiled proudly, stood up slowly, and said obediently: "Brother, I'm leaving then. Sister Qingqing will take me out to play later."

I smiled and said softly: "Be careful when you go out, don't play too crazy, and remember to come back early."

"I know!" Xiaojia responded crisply, stretched out his hand to touch in front of him, carefully walked around the coffee table, and walked slowly outside.

I sighed, walked over, held her little hand, and sent her to Qingqing. The three of them talked, and Wang Qingqing took Xiaojia's hand, and the two of them walked out of the door chattering.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Youjiang opened the door and walked in. After entering the room, he sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said lazily: "Xiaoquan, don't worry about that girl. Second brother will find a good one for you later." .”