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Chapter 221(1/2)

Let’s talk about Qincheng and Vice Minister Song’s home.

In fact, they have just returned from Qin Gong, and Li Wei has just finished cooking.

Song Qingxi now wore a big red scarf for himself, holding a lunch box in his hand, and was about to go out.

"Take the meal and come back early. You are already a second-year junior high school student. If you want to take the high school entrance exam, you have to review your homework." At home, Li Wei called her daughter.

Song Qingxi turned around and shouted, "I understand. By the way, mom, you pound the leather shoes my aunt sent me for me, and I will wear them tomorrow."

"A pretty girl, you can't wait for the New Year before wearing it." Li Wei shouted through the window.

"Our regiment headquarters will have a meeting tomorrow, and I must wear it." Song Qingxi said, walking in dance steps, carrying a lunch box, and walked out of the yard.

I walked through a forest in the municipal party committee compound and arrived at the back door. An old man was standing there with a smile and said, "The daughter of our Governor Song's family is kind-hearted and opened the door."

This is a small road. Just turn a corner when you go out and you will be the gate of Qincheng No. 1 Middle School.

Song Qingxi twisted the lunch box and walked into the door. He shouted, "Grandpa Pang, I'm here to deliver food to you."

In fact, it is already winter vacation, and Song Qingxi is now a student in the second year of junior high school.

At her age, there are not many children joining the League, and there are even fewer cadres who can be like her.

Just recently, her aunt Li Xia gave Song Qingxi a task, which was to let the old man Pang Xingdou, who is currently working at Qincheng No. 1 Middle School, put down his mentality of confronting the organization and voluntarily rehabilitate him.

Mr. Pang Xingdou is the uncle of Minister Pang of the Ministry of Light Industry. He asked him to give up confrontation with the organization and rehabilitate him. Although it was just a personal favor, it would make Minister Pang very happy.

After all, in Minister Pang’s family, only Mr. Pang Xingdou has not been rehabilitated yet.

The old man happened to work in No. 1 Middle School. If Song Qingxi could rehabilitate him, not only would Minister Pang be happy, but also for Song Qingxi, it would be a contribution to her group's work.

"Grandpa Pang, are you here?" Song Qingxi shouted softly with his meal outside the door of the faculty and staff dormitory.

The door was locked and the curtains were pulled, and there was no one inside.

Song Qingxi then put the lunch box on the windowsill and turned around and was about to leave, but he saw an old man in his sixties, tall, short hair and extremely strict face standing behind him.

"Get out!" he said.

"Then remember to eat the food, and tell me when you want to rehabilitate it, and I will help you." Song Qingxi said again.

The old man had a really bad temper. He brushed a lunch box on the ground and turned around to open the door.

Song Qingxi saw that the vegetables and rice were spilled all over the floor, and seemed to be used to this kind of thing. He picked up his lunch box, smiled and said, "Then I'll come back tomorrow."

Just then, Su Yingtao brought Tom, Tom and Jerry, and the doctor and others came.

Everyone Su Yingtao has met has great respect for the doctor.

Tom is good at having relationships with others. He is a self-professional person. Because of his yellow hair and big eyes and white skin, most people are very friendly to him.

But obviously this Comrade Pang Xingdou has no respect for the doctor.

"Deng Kunlun, why are you here again? Get out!" The old man's tone was very bad.

But Tom was a smooth-mouthed person again. Rubbed his hands and walked forward with great enthusiasm: "Grandpa Pang, my aunt fryed mutton sauce today and fryed a large jar. Do you want to like the rice from Song Qingxi's house? Go to my house.

Let's have a meal?"

Tom thought that Pang Xingdou would not eat Song Qingxi's rice, because Li Wei's rice was not delicious.

But the mutton fried by my aunt is a great choice. I invited Grandpa Pang to my house for a meal. Then Tom will use his ability to flatter him and keep him happy.

My aunt helped Pang Xingdou rehabilitate him, and Tom helped Pang Xingdou join the party.

Then he successfully joined the Communist Youth League, how perfect?

This Pang Xingdou Tom didn't know him very much, and he didn't even say anything.

But after all, he came to Qincheng No. 1 Middle School more than one, and his kung fu to flatter him is famous in the whole school, so Mr. Pang not only knew Tom, but also knew him very accurately.

"Deng Changcheng, you heartless guy, what's the point of joining the group? There are a group of people who seek fame and take advantage of tricks, so-called red. Five categories of people gild themselves. Your appearance is neither popular nor specialized

, He, do you think they want you?" he actually said.

This evaluation can be said to be accurate and in place. Tom really looks very official and ugly now.

"I'm working hard. Song Qingxi said that as long as you join the party, she will let me join the league." Tom said.

Mr. Pang said: "She is teasing you as a puppy, so I can't join the party!"

The old man picked up the stairs and went up the steps. He pushed Tom away, turned around and pushed the door, and was about to enter the house.

The doctor turned around and whispered to Su Yingtao: "Old Pang's temper is like this, but he is really a rare physicist."

Su Yingtao has seen many people, and she has never seen anyone in prison.

But I have never seen anyone who is as irritable, noble as Mr. Pang, and who can see the world so clearly so coldly, has never seen it before.

Seeing Deng Kunlun whispering to her, he said, "This is Su Yingtao, look at the children you educated. Can you enter the League branch like that? Song Zhenggang's son is just a fool, he is bullshit, his daughter only

You will flatter you, make a fame and fortune, and have no real ability at all. You are fooled by her."

Su Yingtao was speechless for a moment.

Because what Mr. Pang said was very right.

But she also has to defend Tom: "The boy is a little late, and my Great Wall is not completely ignorant. He has his own ideas and purposes. You should give him a chance, at least see what he will do next

, You are now killing him with one stick."

Tom felt that his aunt was right, and followed Mr. Pang and said, "How about I go into the house and tell you?"

He is a fighter who wants a million dollars from where he wants.

As a result, Mr. Pang pushed him away: "Get out of the way, you can't get into my room!"

The doctor didn't speak yet, and Su Yingtao was so angry that she almost jumped up. Why did this old man do this? He just pushed people casually?

"Grandpa." At this moment, Jerry said in a silence: "Bitch my brother."

"It's light to beat him. In the young grade, a very smart child doesn't learn well. I wish I could beat him to death. His intelligence and talent were wasted on him." Pang Xingdou was so angry that he pointed at Tom and said, "

He can write good characters, and he is still the best student in your Qingong Junior High School. I have seen his math, physics and chemistry homework and did a very good job. But he has been wasting at least four hours a day recently and has to invite someone to eat melon seeds and eat them.

Orange, eating biscuits, wasting a lot of time on joining the group, and having to mix with the group of fake and serious people, I wish I could beat him to death.”

As he said that, Mr. Pang raised his hand and acted to fight.

Tom is a slap in a slap and shows weakness. He sings any song on any hill, immediately shook his shoulders and was ready to be beaten at any time.

This kind of look of being prepared to be scolded is what the elderly like.

But Jerry is different. This child is like a doctor, with a shaft and hard, and immediately raised his small slingshot: "Get hit you."

"Blow me, you are the only one?" Mr. Pang was actually provoked by a little guy who was still held by someone?

If you can't even walk on the road, you have to beat people. Deng Kunlun's tutor is not good.

Such a young child actually says he beats someone?

"Then you should hit me and see?" Old Pang was stubborn and actually became stubborn with a child.

Jerry also needs to see his father and mother. After all, his brother was beaten and he felt that he had to stand up.

But when my mother saw Jerry picking up the corn, she quietly raised her hand and glared at her eyes.

If he dares to beat him randomly, she will take off her pants and spank her, and it will be very painful.

But Dad obviously agreed, and he nodded, which means he would hit him if he wanted to. It doesn’t matter?

Although the child is young, he is very good at looking at his face. Just now, the grandfather beats his brother. For Jerry, others can beat him, but not.

This child has a handful of corn, which his father loaded for him and used as a bullet to fire.

At this moment, he really raised his little slingshot.

And Mr. Pang Xingdou did not take the child's provocation seriously and was about to push the door into the house. At this moment, biu!

Jerry hit Mr. Pang with a grain of corn.

Mr. Pang didn't see clearly, so he shook his hand.

biu!

Another one hit the index finger.

Mr. Pang didn't even see where the corn came from, because it was hit too accurately and felt it was a bit incredible, so he shook his hand again, and another one hit his middle finger.

Jerry is a small man and has a very bad temper. He dares to scold his brother, although he can't beat him.

But he has a slingshot and every finger has to hit.

When Pang Xingdou noticed that it was the youngest child who was hitting him with a slingshot, he saw his big eyes staring at him, looking very seriously, taking out a corn from his pocket and putting it into the slingshot.

With a slight sound, he hit his ring finger.

Jerry, oh no, Deng Dongguo is a very professional person who is morally polite when fighting.

If you want to hit, you must hit every finger!

...

Mr. Pang is in his sixties this year. He probably has no thread sewn on his cotton coat and is wearing some iron wire, but it is clean and has no oil stains. His hair is cut very short, and his lip skin is a bit thick. He looks back at Jerry.
To be continued...
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