Chapter 942

You have to have ambition.

Meng Shijia's ambition now is to learn to make noodles, although he doesn't understand.

Is it not fragrant to be a rich second generation?

He went home to his father to admit his mistake, was beaten, was locked up to make up for financial management, or was thrown by his father to a local military training. After he came out, he was still a rich second generation with millions of pocket money every month.

Can't you do something?

Not really. He can really consider working in his own company.

Why learn to make noodles?

We have to make noodles that satisfy Yang Song. It's not generally difficult.

It's a hell of difficulty. Professional chefs may not be able to do it. For details, see Ichio Nozawa and Kenjiro Zuli of he country.

His head was hot and confused. Meng Shijia boasted so much.

Since then, Yang Song takes Meng Shijia with him every morning for morning exercises.

Meng Shihan stopped following them.

"I'll go dancing."

There is a small park next to the food street. The park is good. There is a basketball court and a small square for dancing. There is a reservoir between the two sides and two green belts.

Basketball players play basketball and dance. The two sides don't disturb each other.

There are young dancers dancing the trendy dance steps on the square, as well as elderly aunts dancing the square dance.

The basketball court is also very busy.

Yang Song doesn't run here. For him, the park is too small.

He ran to the suburbs, and Meng Shijia followed.

At first, Meng Shijia could keep pace with Yang Song, and even rush in front of Yang Song occasionally.

Twenty minutes later, Meng Shijia was panting like a bellows. He dragged his feet forward and reluctantly followed Yang Song.

After a while, he could only see Yang Song's back.

Yang songtou didn't return. He took out the rope, tied it into a rope and tied it to Meng Shijia's waist.

"Brother in law, you cough... What are you doing?"

"Stop talking and run."

You can't run without trying.

Meng Shijia never suffered so much in his lifetime. He was dragged like Yang Song walking a dog. I don't know how long he ran.

With great difficulty, Meng Shijia wanted to collapse on the grass.

"There are snakes."

Meng Shijia stood straight and leaned behind Yang Song.

It's very hot in late summer. The vegetation is lush and the fertile fields are continuous. The crystal dew is particularly bright and beautiful under the sunshine. Occasionally, the wind blows, like seeing the sea, with layers and waves.

"Brother in law, what should we do? Has the snake been staring at us?"

"How many snakes? How big? Will they bite my neck?"

"I don't want to die!"

The child was stunned.

Yang Song didn't expect Meng Shijia to be so afraid.

"Asleep."

"What?"

"The snake is asleep. Don't disturb it. Let's go."

Meng Shijia was still afraid. Yang Song dragged him along with the rope.

"Brother in law, what if you wake up the snake?"

He lingered and walked lightly for fear that he would wake the snake carelessly.

Yang Song:

You really can't lie casually.

"Look, the snake ran away." Yang Song pointed to a slightly shaking grass path.

"I didn't see anything." Meng Shijia said, "did you really run? How many did you run? Is there anything left?"

"There's only one. It's gone far. Don't be afraid. I'm good at dealing with snakes." Yang song can only comfort him.

"Really?"

"Follow me, don't be afraid of snakes, or I'll catch some snakes for you and stew them into snake soup to make you scared."

Meng Shijia was so frightened that he waved his hand again and again: "brother-in-law, no, no, we'll be far away from the snake. Don't worry about anything else."

For people who are afraid of snakes, you just give them a snake's eggshell, and they tremble with fear.

Yang Song comforted a lonely man.

"Don't be afraid, come!" Yang Song sprinkled something on Meng Shijia: "this is a kind of wine I prepared to avoid snakes."

"The snake is afraid of this smell. It will walk around when it sees you. Don't worry."

Meng Shijia, that's the spirit.

"That brother-in-law, you spray more for me." Meng Shijia simply asked for the bottle and poured it on herself.

Yang Song puffed at the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

After pouring the whole bottle clean, Meng Shijia was finally not afraid and followed Yang Song back.

"You run so far every day?" Meng Shijia looked in the direction of the city.

"No."

"That's OK."

"I run farther than this every day. Today I am to take care of you for fear that you will faint in shock."

I didn't run that far.

Meng Shijia covered his little heart and was stunned.

"Let's go back. You take the opportunity to adjust your breathing, get to the city gate, and then run." Yang Songdao.

"Brother in law, I will die." Meng Shijia only felt that life was dark and had no light: "spare your life!"

Yang Song doesn't speak.

"On the first day, you gave me time to adapt, brother-in-law!"

"You can't eat a fat man in one bite."

"I probably won't get out of bed tomorrow."

Yang Song said, "you're right. Then don't run. Let's walk back."

"Thank you, brother-in-law!"

"Long live my brother-in-law!"

Yang Song was walking ahead in a good mood: he didn't intend to let your boy run.

It's like an English teacher punishing you for copying words.

"If the dictation is wrong, copy it a hundred times!"

"Teacher, no!"

"Fifty times."

"Thank you, teacher."

Silly boy!

I was fooled by my teacher, my sister and my brother-in-law at school.

Life is like this.

Whether walking or running, Yang Song has a respiratory system.

The body cooperates with breathing to enhance cardiopulmonary function.

Just after the long-distance race, Meng Shijia spoke like a broken Gong voice. Yang Song was still light and steady.

"Brother in law, how did you get along with my sister?"

And asking about love history.

"Did you work hard? My sister is hard to chase. It's a legendary bunker!"

"I haven't seen anyone catch up with my sister for so many years."

"As for ouyangmu, my sister actually didn't like him at all. It was all spread by their classmates. In addition, there was a little relationship between the older generation of our two families. My father was worried about my sister's temperament. He didn't force it. He didn't marry in his life. The two families wanted to marry, but they parted ways before it was mentioned."

Yang song really doesn't know the inside story about this.

Yang song really thought about Ouyang mu. According to Meng Shihan's vision, she shouldn't like Ouyang mu.

It's just that there are some rumors that Meng Shihan hasn't explained. It's hard for Yang Song to turn over the old accounts.

Now, I see.

"My daughter-in-law's eyes can only see me like this. What is Ouyang mu?"

Yang Song is in a good mood. Looking at Meng Shijia, he thinks his worried brother-in-law is OK.

"Brother in law, what shall we eat this morning?"

Even if Yang Song ignores Meng Shijia, he can say it himself. There is no cold show at all.

"Do you like rice wine?"

Meng Shijia's spirit: "what's that? I haven't heard of it, but I've eaten rice wine. It's sweet, slightly sour and greasy."