Chapter 396 A Good Horse Never Turns Back

Chapter 396 396. A good horse never turns back.

Once morale slackened, everyone felt that they could no longer be motivated.

Song Tan thought to himself: This shows how bad your physique is. Fortunately, I came to her house, so I can make up for it later.

The squad leader felt a chill in his heart and thought it was because of the heat. Then he breathed a long sigh of relief and asked Song Tan: "What should I do with the rice in this field?"

Look at the rice they cut and throw it in the field. It is a mess in all directions. It makes you blush just looking at it.

But... hehe... I cut the rice with my own hands... Hey, I am such a man! Let’s find an angle to take a selfie first—right, right! More rice means more sweat!

【Click】

The monitor took his phone back with satisfaction.

Song Tan:......

"It's okay," she said very freely, "Just put it here to dry in the sun. We will thresh it here in the afternoon."

After waiting patiently for everyone to take videos and photos, he said hello: "Come on, everyone is tired, come back with me and have a rest!"

"Qianqian, I'll send you the video when you get home and rest later." Otherwise, I'm afraid you'd have to run away now - you've already come, so what a waste?

Wu Qianqian snorted.

Although she still saw Song Tan as shameless, she had forgotten about her ex-boyfriend and could not help but follow the crowd back.

Halfway through, the cool breeze blew, and my irritable heart calmed down to some extent. Wu Qianqian was alone at the back of the team. At this moment, she took out her mobile phone and looked at her own image——

It is best to have a hint of haggard in the embarrassment, a hint of exhaustion in the haggard, and be pitiful in the exhaustion...

She held up the mirror.

? ...! ! !

"Song——Tan——!!!"

she cried.

…

——Two of the newly made eyelashes fell off and stuck to my cheeks, and the pink spots on my face appeared mottled, turning yellow and white from being rubbed by myself.

And my lipstick, I obviously reapplied it after breakfast, but why is it now stuck to the corner of my mouth?

What a devilish image this is! ! !

"Song Tan!!!"

She stared at Song Tan fiercely - why take a beautiful video and choose a filter?

With this beautiful face, what filter can make her look beautiful?

So angry! ! !

Song Tan's expression remained unchanged: "Qianqian, I think you have a wild beauty in the camera. You don't need to modify it, and your eyes are particularly shocking!"

Wu Qianqian was so angry that she was shaking all over: "I will never believe you again! Are you deliberately trying to make me look bad? I'm telling you -"

"Ouch!" Song Tan suddenly shouted and interrupted her:

"My family made a lot of delicious food for lunch. Don't eat too much, otherwise I will suffer a big loss!"

Everyone was listening with their ears perked up, and the topic suddenly turned to lunch... However, thinking of the taste of breakfast, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and then they also laughed:

"That's not possible! I've already harvested the rice for you, why can't I get enough of it!"

Wu Qianqian opened her mouth: "I——"

"We are still old classmates. You want to bankrupt me?" Song Tan quickly interrupted.

Who among the students can’t hear it?

Seeing Wu Qianqian's puffer face made her laugh out loud, so she quickly pushed her and trotted around in twos and threes, without giving Wu Qianqian a chance to speak.

Wu Qianqian: ...The whole world is against me! Crying in anger! ! !

A large group of people came back to the yard. The two weak family members who were responsible for taking care of the children were happily holding bowls.

Look at the children, okay, they can’t eat anything else, they are eating the white fungus soup in small mouthfuls. The youngest one was in the stroller, taking an empty spoon and licking it around. Not to mention how beautiful his little expression was!

Here, Wu Lan is also greeting everyone: "Come on, come on, the iced white fungus soup is ready for you in the living room! Everyone, wash your hands and come and drink!"

Song Tan had also been worried all morning. As soon as he stepped up the steps, Wu Lan called him: "Where is Wu Lei?"

"Oh," Song Tan said lightly: "Isn't he here to work? Of course he must be with the workers."

In fact, it was only half an hour late because it was too hot. But...

Brother Wu Lei, the difference in labor reform lies in the details!

Wu Lan heard what Song Sancheng said about Wu Lei's unreliability in the morning, and now he nodded: "Yes! Give him some practice, don't let him get used to it."

As he spoke, he walked into the living room.

As soon as he entered, Song Tan was immediately surprised by the groups of colorful vertical striped sofas placed in the living room!

what happened?

The sofa obviously comes in several combinations of plain colors! Her mother clearly promised not to make sofa covers!

"Mom, what happened to the sofa towel?"

"You kid!" Wu Lan glared at her: "Can you live a good life?"

Then he pointed at the students who were taking off their dirty sun protection clothes and wiping their hands, faces and arms and legs——

"Your classmates are already in the rice fields, they are sweaty and dusty, and you still ask them to sit in the living room. You don't even need to wash the white sofa, right?"

"No, your grandma originally gave me several sheets of old coarse cloth. They are thick and strong, and the patterns and colors are beautiful. No, they look great on the sofa!"

Song Tan:......

What I never expected was that it was a bed sheet.

She took a look at it, but she didn't know when this old coarse cloth sheet was made. Although it had colorful stripes, the color scheme was very interesting. It was a bit fancy at best when laid on the sofa, but it was not out of place.

She couldn't help but praise her own mother: "Mom, you are so thoughtful."

Of course not! Wu Lan thought to herself that you were still in the cradle when I was operating the sewing machine!

Then she pointed at the girl who threw the tissue very hard: "Who is that? Why does she look unhappy?"

Song Tan smiled: "Just a rich Qianqian - Teacher Xin's ex-girlfriend."

"Oh, oh, oh!" Wu Lan understood instantly: "You are here to win back Xin Jun, right? Oh, I said, such a good boy, this girl will definitely regret it later -"

"No, no."

Song Tan quickly grabbed Wu Lan with a passionate face: "Teacher Xin doesn't want to! Mom, don't match him up randomly, Xin Jun even asked Qiao Qiao to send lunch upstairs."

Ah?

So determined not to meet after breaking up?

Wu Lan looked at Wu Qianqian carefully, and then made a biased conclusion: "This girl has a bitter face when she is sulking, and she is really not worthy of our Xin Jun. A good horse does not eat grass after turning back, that's it!"

Xin Jun educated Qiao Qiao so well! Wu Lan wished she could be a tutor for ten or eight years!

Then he ran to the kitchen again: "We are sorry for our Xin Jun. I will serve him more delicious food in the kitchen at noon!"

Song Tan did not stop him, but just looked at the tea cups neatly placed on the big tea table in the living room, and a few large thermoses...

Well, there is no rush for tea.

Looking at the crystal clear and thick Tremella soup in the neatly arranged wood pulp paper bowl on the other side, but with few Tremella, he was basically satisfied.

It is not yet eleven o'clock, and there is still a while before the dinner at twelve o'clock.

Then... before lunch, everyone should sponsor the Tremella fee, it is not too much, right?

I have returned to my hometown, the conditions are limited, and the update will be late and a little slow, don't worry, I am writing it.