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Zhang Huanhua was heavily hit by Liu Yuye’s reaction. Who has such a mother, how can she not even recognize her own? The mouth is involuntarily tilted up. "Mom, you won't even recognize your own family?"
"Hey, hey, how did you become like this? Is it so high? Did you eat 800 or 啥?" Fortunately, the voice did not change hoarse, Liu Yuye finally recognized his family, but said 'eat 800' What do you mean? 800 that is pig feed. In the countryside, the animals are fed a feed for seedlings, which grows faster.
"I didn't eat 800." Zhang called flowers and rolled his eyes, that is, this mother is a pro, if it is someone else, Zhang Huahua must face.
"Bad boy! You honestly told my mother, how did you run out without a word?" Liu Yuye’s hand suddenly caught Zhang’s ear. Although the size of the man is a lot longer, the ear still can't escape the poisonous hand. Zhang Huahua also confirmed that she was still the mother.
"You stinky boy! I ran out without saying a word. It was more than eight months since I ran. You know how to come over for eight months. How can I come over? I don’t think I can clean up you today!" Liu Wei’s mouth is like this. Said, in fact, she was willing to give up, her hands twisted her ears, only to see a wrinkled brow, and quickly let go, for fear of twisting the ears of the cockroaches.
Zhang Youping came over and took a look at Zhang Shuhua. "First, let's go back. Changfeng County has such a great strength here, how can we express it?"
"How about it, you just want to tell them. I am not afraid to let this stinky boy loose for a second now. I have to take this stupid boy back to be able to let go of my heart." Liu Yuye said and said Inexplicably crying. This time, when she was missing flowers, she was really bitter.
Liu Yuye screamed Zhang Huanhuan to interrogate Zhang Huahua’s traces of this period of time. When he heard that his family had completely lost his memory, he had been running in Meishan and was tearful.
"Oh, if you have something to do in the mountains, where do you let the mother go to find you? Why don’t you know how to run back? Let’s go and go to the city to buy clothes. Who is this clothes for you? Ah? It’s broken like this, how can I wear it?” Liu Yuye looked at her with a distressed look. Mei Zi's quality of life has improved dramatically over the years, and patch clothing has become a thing of the past. Therefore, as soon as I saw Zhang Huanhua wearing a patch full of clothes, I thought it was the people in Jinyun Village who gave their own clothes and broken clothes.
"Mother, this is the clothes of Liu Junchao's brother. He wears clothes that are worn by both of them." Zhang Huahua said quickly.
"Ah? It’s a mother who is wrong." Liu Yuye looked at it all around, and it was really poor. It's about the same as the plums that haven't made tea yet. Even more poor.
"Hey,
Fast, take me to see Grandpa Liu and Liu Junchao, we must thank everyone. Liu Weiye said immediately.Officials in Changfeng County no longer pay attention to Zhang Huanhua at this time. For them, the only goal at this time is the owner of Jiayuxian Drink, Zhang Youping, president of the Shatian County Tea Industry Association. Zhang called flowers also fell to the ear.
As Zhang Huahua thinks, if it is not Zhang Shuhua, no one will mention Liu Zhaodong, the main hero who found Zhang Huahua. No one would mention Liu Junchao, who gave a set of his two sets of clothes to Zhang Huahua.
Zhang called Hua pulls the hand of Liu Liuye. "Mother, you will not give money to Grandpa Liu’s house."
Liu Yuye is very strange. "If people help you, how can you help others? You can't be ungrateful."
Zhang called Hua Shake his head. "If you take the money, it will not help Liu Grandpa in the future. I can recognize Liu Junchao as my brother. Later, we can teach Liu Grandpa to grow tea or do other things. It is better than giving them home." Is a sum of money more effective?"
Liu Yuye smiled. "Well, I thought very thoughtfully. Then I will not take the money, but I will take you and Junchao brother to go to the street to get a haircut and buy clothes. Are you saying good?"
"Good. Actually, I already have a way to help Jun Chao's brother." Zhang called Hua Xiao.
Liu Zhaodong did not think that a child he had encountered in the mountains was actually a big man. All of a sudden, the big officials in the county were alarmed.
"Liu Wei, you have been transported this time, and saved the big man's jealousy. People must thank you very much. After that, you and Junchao must be sure to eat and wear. Today, the salary field is coming over." There are seven or eight children's cars. It is even higher than the county party secretary's car. You saved his family's embarrassment, and people don't give a 10,000 yuan." For the villagers in Jinyun Village, Ten thousand blocks are already a big number.
Liu Zhaodong shook his head. In fact, people also saved him. He was only brought to the mountains. "Would you like someone else's money? I spent the night sleeping in my house, not even drinking water in the bowl."
Liu Junchao was sewing clothes there. The only one that changed clothes was worn away by Zhang Huanhua. He put away the clothes that were called Huahua, and he was going to change it and use it to change clothes. Anyway, the clothes are so small, and Zhang Huanhua can't put it on. Zhang Huahua's condition is better, this old clothes should not be used.
"Jun Chao, you still make up your clothes. Listen to me, throw it away. Call the flower family's sister-in-law, and I will give you ten pieces of eight new clothes. How can such a good thing come to your home?" If I met, I would ask his family to get new clothes and money.” The villagers are just joking, and this is half-truth.
"I don't want to call the flowers of the flower family. I give clothes to him to wear, and it is not the idea of hitting their family's money. Calling flowers also taught me how to make money..." Liu Junchao suddenly found himself ignoring and quickly covered his mouth.
The people did not care about Liu Junchao's words, so they did not hear Liu Junchao's almost leaked secret.
At this time, the neighbors rushed to report and quickly attracted the attention of the villagers."Come here. The big man of the fine-handed family came, and it was a wealthy family. The clothes that were worn were not the same. I didn't think that the size of the people was so big, the people were still so young. It looks like Where is the mother-in-law, it’s just the sisters and brothers!” The villagers ran all the way.
At this time, the voice of Zhang Huahua also rang in the courtyard of Liu Zhaodong's house. "Liu Grandpa, Jun Chao brother, my mother!"
The villagers quickly gave Liu Zhaodong a way to make a UU reading www.uukanshu. Com Liu Zhaodong came out of the house.
"Call flowers, are you coming to the mother? That's great. When are you going to go back?" Even if it was only for a short time, Liu Zhaodong suddenly had a difficult feeling. This fine scorpion has already printed traces in his heart.
Zhang Huahua also has a sour feeling. "I don't worry. We have to stay here for a few days. My mother wants to take me to the street to get a haircut. We are not familiar with it. I want Junchao to lead us."
"That's got it. Junchao, you bring flowers and scorpions to the town. I think about Junchao's clothes, and I don't know how to wear them. I can't get a clean dress at home. Just go to the town to buy a fit. Liu Zhaodong laughed.
Liu Yuye also said, "Uncle, I am the home with you. I can't write two Liu characters. This is really thanks to your old man. Thank you, Jun Chao, willing to give clothes to wear flowers. Calling flowers to run out For more than eight months, we have been looking around and looking for it outside the province. Fortunately, the flowers meet you."
"Call flower girl, you can't say this kind of thing, this kind of thing, who can't take care of the child well?" Liu Zhaodong waved his hand. (To be continued.)
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