Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 244 Arrangements (3)

"Teacher Tang, what are you doing in Qingbei?"

Today in the bookstore, many people are discussing the Qingbei bombing case. Gu Mo said that he is a Beijing filmmaker. Isn’t he from BJ?

"Laborator." Tang Jun buried his head and continued to fight against the food, ignoring the astonished expressions of the Han family father and daughter.

"Daughter-in-law Gu Mo, don't call me Teacher Tang, just like that little bastard, call me Seventh Brother." Finally lifting his face out of the bowl, Tang Jun smacked his lips contentedly and stroked his round belly.

Han Xiaoxiao blushed with shame, "Brother Tang Qi, my name is Han Xiaoxiao, I'm not someone's wife."

Originally, he thought this person was reliable, but he opened his mouth to speak with the same virtue as Madman Su, and it turned out to be a nest of snakes and rats.

"Sooner or later, isn't it Uncle Han?" Tang Jun gritted his teeth, making Han Daya elated, and nodded, "Yes, yes."

"You guys go to class, I'll go wash the dishes." Han Daya left in a hurry, but he was thinking about Qingbei's affairs and wanted to find a chance to ask Tang Jun.

Han Xiaoxiao brought out the dictionary given by Madman Su early on, and Tang Jun shouted exaggeratedly, "What are you doing? Why do you have to memorize all this?"

"What Su Beifeng said, you must know English, German, and French." Han Xiaoxiao was helpless, and she probably wouldn't be able to speak a second language in this life.

"Do you believe what he said?" Tang Jun curled his lips, approached Han Xiaoxiao, and whispered, "Let me tell you, the boss is a pervert."

Han Xiaoxiao was noncommittal and looked at him intently.

Tang Jun felt bored, this girl was no fun at all, she couldn't even be fooled, and if she couldn't guarantee herself, she could still fall into the trap set by her, it was right to say less and do more.

Tang Jun picked up the pen and carefully wrote and drew in the dictionary.Half an hour later, he stood up rubbing his sore neck, "My mother, I'm dying, what happened to me, and no one gave me a massage."

Han Xiaoxiao has been watching from the side, guessing in her heart that Tang Jun is drawing the test range for her.

"Dad, what about our family's massage hammer? Brother Tang Qi's shoulders are sore, take it out and use it for him."

Han Xiaoxiao bowed his head to endorse the book, while Han Daya massaged Tang Jun. At first, the picture was very warm, but the massager was too fake. After a few strokes, he almost pierced Tang Jun's shoulder. After he was flustered, the boy finally gave up.

"Oh, I wanted to have a safe vacation, but it was all ruined."

Tang Junsheng had nothing to love, so he lay on the kang and pretended to be dead. Han Daya finally couldn't help his curiosity, and asked cautiously, "Xiaoqi, don't you know that Qingbei exploded today?"

Tang Jun closed his eyes and lazily replied, "I know."

"Aren't you going back to have a look?"

"What are you looking at? It's not my house that exploded."

"It's all on the TV news, aren't you an employee inside?"

Tang Jun's reaction was beyond Han Daya's imagination. Today he met a few workers from Qingbei on the road. When they heard about the explosion, they all cried. Qingbei's salary is the best in the whole city. Only Tang Jun is the exception to own the factory.

"The boss is not me, so I don't want to worry about that." Tang Jun got up, looked at Xiaoxiao's practice paper, and knocked on the table angrily, "Miss, you have memorized a word for 5 minutes, and your head is full of seeds." Chicken head?"

Han Daya hugged him tightly, "Don't hit my Xiaoxiao on the head, she lost her soul when she was a child, and her memory is bad."

Tang Jun rolled his eyes angrily, "Uncle, it's a materialistic society now, so how can you talk about losing your soul?"

Han Xiaoxiao didn't want him to be angry, and said coolly, "That's not necessarily true, someone's soul can continue to live in another time and space after death."

(End of this chapter)