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Chapter 465 Gamblers still have the face to pick?

Chapter 465 Gamblers still have the face to pick?

Song Fushan was trembling with anger and refused to get in the car.

Lu Kai, an outsider, looked at him and felt that this person was pitiful.

A man in his forties was so angry that the Song family sister was so angry that he couldn't speak. He worked so hard to borrow money, but was cheated away after changing hands. It's really... sad.

"Uncle, do you still have any money? If you don't take my donkey cart, you can run back by yourself. If you don't come back, my grandfather will come later, and your face will be even uglier. Everyone in the dyeing workshop will know that you have been taught by Lao Tzu. You won't be able to do your job well in the future, and you won't run away because of such a trivial matter, right?" Song Ying said again.

Song Fushan was very angry, but also panicked.

His old father used to pay special attention to the eldest son's face, but since the incident of his ugly son came out, the old man's attitude has changed ever since.

The last time I came to this county, I scolded him specially!

If he doesn't take the initiative to go back now, he might really make trouble and lose his job!

Can I go back as my niece's donkey cart?
Song Fushan was angry and felt that he couldn't get rid of that face, so he dawdled for a while: "I'll go back by myself!"

"I will tell Grandpa, you will arrive before dark tonight, if it is later... then I will let Grandpa come and look for you." Song Ying said casually, and as soon as the donkey cart was finished speaking, she turned her head and walked away. Walk.

Would a gambler have the guts to choose whether he likes to sit or not?
Song Fushan wanted to be reserved at first, if the second niece insisted on letting him get in the car, then it would be okay to sit in the car...

Who knows, it's okay if this dead girl is gone forever, after she left, there will be a puddle of donkey shit on the ground!
In the county seat, there is a special parking place for donkeys, oxen, carts and horses, and those people also specially collect dung lumps to fertilize the land. Since Song Ying brought the donkey carts into this street, it proves that the tolls were paid, and the donkey dung will naturally someone else cleans up...

But now this is the entrance of the dyeing workshop?
If the owner sees such a pile of dung at the door, his face will turn black!
Song Fushan looked around, and finally went back to find an oiled paper bag, and picked it up.

My heart became even more suffocated.

Today is really bad luck.

How could he be caught by that girl?If it were another person, wouldn't that be the case?
"Miss Song is really a straightforward person..." Lu Kai was a little embarrassed. To him, it was because he had seen other people's family secrets. If it was a wealthy family, then the problem would be serious.

"It has nothing to do with straightforwardness. You can't get used to bad habits like gambling. Don't say he is just an uncle. Even if he is my father, he must be taught a lesson. Otherwise, if one person is not good, the whole family will be in trouble." Song Ying said as a matter of course.

This society is too different from the previous life, and there is no independent personality.

As long as it is raised by father and mother, then the relationship will be tightly connected.

To put it simply, even if one person committed a crime in the previous life, the death penalty is only the criminal, but what about this year?
Zhu San Clan and Zhu Jiu Clan are no strangers.

Even if there are not many cases of being implicated, it will also affect other aspects. It can be said that if one person is ignorant, the whole family can't hold their heads up.

Gambling is also a small thing.

But small things show character.

Don't stop small things, but when it comes to big things, you can't stop them.

If sacrificing his uncle's bones could get him to stay at home honestly and not make trouble, Song Ying thought it was worth it, so when she went back to the Song family, she would definitely be the one who handed the knife, and she was absolutely welcome.

Lu Kai fell into deep thought at the moment.

"Then what if...you will be scolded by your elders later, and others will suspect that your character is not good?" Lu Kai asked again.

Song Ying turned to look at him: "Young master Lu has something similar at home? If that's the case, I don't think you need to worry..."

"Why?" Lu Kai asked subconsciously.

(End of this chapter)

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