Don't be too sweet

Chapter 315 Can acting skills be more fake? (twenty five)

Chapter 315 Can acting skills be more fake? (twenty five)

——Could the acting be any more fake?

He Shanshan turned her head to look at He Guangming beside her, paying attention to her elder brother's face.

The corner of He Guangming's mouth couldn't help twitching.

At this moment, a figure swayed in the courtyard, it was the vulgar young man, and the other party quickly hid himself.

He Shanshan reached out and covered her forehead, feeling helpless.

"I am the He family in Duofu Village, the eldest son of He Qianqian, He Guangming," He Guangming didn't know what to say.

"Oh," He Zhengshi tried to look surprised and widened her eyes, but she didn't know that her appearance was very funny at this time.

He Zhengshi's eyes were wide open, her mouth was wide enough to stuff an egg, and at the same time, her big yellow teeth were exposed, and there was a burst of stench that followed the air and was carried into the air.

Really... Kaoru is dead!
He Shanshan and He Guangming held their breath tacitly, unable to bear it.

At the same time, I especially want to laugh.

"What are you guys doing at our house?" He Zheng asked.

He Guangming turned his head and met his younger sister's eyes, understood, and proceeded according to the plan.

"Can we go in first?" He Guangming asked.

"Sure, come in," He Zhengshi stepped aside, but her eyes were fixed on He Shanshan and He Guangming.

——The two brothers and sisters were wearing muslin clothes that were probably new, and some decorative patterns were embroidered on the bottom of the clothes. It can be seen that the life of He Xiangqian's family is getting better, it is true.

The two of them followed He Zhengshi into the main room, and saw He Erbo and He Xiangyou already sitting on the main seat inside.

Seeing He Guangming and the others coming, they didn't even have a glance out of the corner of their eyes. Holding the tobacco pot in their hands, they smoked the hookah "badbaba" and made a sound of "gulu, gulu".

"Grandson, two children from your third brother's family have come to see you," He Zhengshi reminded.

Only then did He Xiangyou turn his head to look at He Guangming and He Shanshan, and thought about it, the life of Sanfang is really getting easier.

"En," He Xiangyou, who was holding the bridge, replied, but he didn't want to speak.

In fact, it's not that they don't want to speak, but that He Guangming and the others must first speak.

"Second Aunt, this is a gift from us. They are all vegetables grown in our own vegetable field. Don't dislike them," He Shanshan handed over the vegetable basket in her hand.

Aunt He Er frowned, seeing that there were only Chinese cabbages and radishes that could be grown in some fields, she felt a little disgusted.

"That's it," He Erbo also had displeasure in his eyes, but he tried his best to pretend to be very happy.

"It's done, you can do it when you come, you don't need to bring anything," Aunt He Er said, and added in her heart: It's better not to bring this.

He Guangming couldn't help observing the reactions of the two, and couldn't help but lament the little girl's foresight. Fortunately, it was just some vegetables and radishes.

He Guangming also felt that he had become stingy, but he felt that if he gave things to the best, he would be upset!
"My brothers and sisters have always been curious about why you haven't returned to the village to sacrifice for more than ten years, so I am curious to have a look." He Guangming said.

He Xiangyou and He Zhengshi had mockery in their eyes.

He Xiangyou said: "Don't you have your family? Could it be that you don't offer sacrifices every year?"

"Of course there is," He Guangming immediately said loudly.

"That's all right, the third brother has already done his best for us," He Xiangyou said in a cold tone.

"Then... later?" He Guangming hesitated.

(End of this chapter)