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Chapter 51 Sadness Goes Backward into the Sea (9 plus more)

"Aww!!!" A wailing shattered the silence in the villa, and a rough old man fell to the ground with his hands behind his back supporting his waist. This was the original owner's old uncle single pile.

The corners of Qiao Zhen's mouth couldn't help twitching. She quickly put down the things in her hands, then bent down to help him up, "Uncle, are you okay?"

Qiao Zhen's cousin, Shan (shàn) Ge, helped Qiao Zhen up, "What can I do? Moaning all day without illness, I just need to be beaten! Don't spoil him."

Shan Zhuan stood up and sat up. His mother glared at Shan Ge, "You little bastard! You dare to say bad things about me in front of my sister. You are so tired of living!"

Dange held his hands together and twisted his wrist, "Come on, let's have another fight and make you convinced. Cousin, get out of the way."

Qiao Zhen wisely left this chaotic place with the suitcase and Chu Chu in his arms.

There is a room exclusively for the original owner, so Qiao really put things away consciously. The pink style of the room is very different from the original owner's personality.Oh, this is specially decorated by the two rough men of single pile and single grid.

In the evening, Shan Zhuang and Shan Ge sat silently at the dining table, and the original owner's aunt Su Li looked at the two big men who were both grimacing, "What's the matter with you two?! Every time you meet, you hit each other! A son is not like a son, and a father is not like a father!"

Qiao Zhen was eating her rice in silence, and she carefully stretched out her chopsticks to pick up a piece of braised pork ribs.

Shange took the opportunity to wink at Qiao Zhen, then stretched out his hand to push Qiao Zhen's arm, and kicked Qiao Zhen with his foot hidden under the table.

Su Li hit Shan Ge's arm with her chopsticks, "What are you pushing! Think about it before the table, do you hear me? If you don't eat a meal, you won't die of starvation."

Qiao Zhen will still ask for cheap uncle and cheap cousin in the future, so she smiled flatteringly, "Auntie, this is really not the fault of cousin and old uncle. They stopped, but I When I came in, I accidentally kicked the old uncle, and it was this kick that made them fight again."

Su Li listened to Qiao Zhen's narration full of loopholes, "Your uncle almost hurt you, right?" Su Li stretched out her hand and twisted it on the single pile arm, "Look at what you did! Come down!"

Qiao Zhen gave Shan Zhuang and Shan Ge a helpless look, and then continued to eat braised pork ribs regardless of the matter. She looked at the two big men thinking about it like an idiot.

Shanzhuang is a rough old man, both physically and mentally, and is simply called Silly Dahan.But Shange was an extremely shrewd man. He only took one look at Qiao Zhen's eyes and felt Qiao Zhen's deep gloating.

Shan Ge thought it was very secretive and glared at Qiao Zhen, who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

Su Li twisted Shange's ears angrily, "Who are you staring at? Stand up and eat! Corporal punishment, understand?"

Shange stood up neatly, straightened his back, "Yes, sir."

Qiao Zhen straight to the point explained her reason for coming, "Auntie, I have something to do here this time, I told uncle on the phone."

Su Li persuaded: "It's true, you are very tired in the army. Don't look at your uncle and cousin's face is smooth, and there are scars all over your body after taking off your clothes. You are a girl, if you leave a scar somewhere, How do you ask your aunt and uncle to explain to your grandparents, grandpa, and your dead mother?"

Both the single pile and the single grid nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

Qiao Zhen asked hesitantly: "It's just a scar, what's there to explain?"

"Then my aunt said it bluntly. You will marry someone in the future. If you have a scar or something on your body, what should you do if you are rejected by your husband?"

Single pile and single grid nodded like chickens pecking at rice again.

Qiao Zhen said bluntly, "I dare not dislike him until I hit him, a man who dislikes me because of his scars, shall I keep him for the New Year?"

Single piles and single boxes nodded again like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Huh?" Su Li glanced sharply at the single pile and the single grid, and the two big men shook their heads like weeds.

Only then did Su Li turn her head to look at Qiao Zhen, "Really, look, no one wants to bully you. If you want to practice Taekwondo or Wing Chun, you can't do Tai Chi. We don't have any objections, but , your cousin's place is really too bitter."

"No one wants to bully me, but!"

The Shanzhuang family of three looked at Qiao Zhen closely, and Su Li said, "But what?"

"But, I want to bully people."

Shanzhuang breathed a sigh of relief, "Then let's go in. It's only been two months. Our Shan family's daughter has no reason to be timid. Besides, if you have any injuries, your cousin can run away, but a monk can't run away from the temple." "

Su Li didn't know what to say, so she could only agree, "Okay, if it's too hard and tiring, just ask your cousin to take you back. If it doesn't work, there are still grandma and grandpa here."

"Yeah." Qiao Zhen nodded.

When Shange drove away, he took Qiao Zhen away by the way.

Su Li looked at the rear of the car with tears in her eyes. She and Wen Zhen's mother's unit were best friends. Ever since her unit died in a car accident, she regarded Wen Zhen as her own daughter. Also much cooler.

Now that Wen Zhen (Da Wu, now Qiao Zhen) is much more lively, and still insists on going through hardships, how does it make Su Li feel better?

That night, Shan Zhuang was kicked out of the room by Su Li to sleep on the sofa.

two months later.

Qiao Zhen felt refreshed when she came out of the military headquarters. On the first day she entered the army, she showed excitement for fighting.

On the second day, she showed her fearlessness as she sharpened her knife and rushed to pigs and sheep.

Every day after that, Qiao Zhen went further and further in the direction of violence, until one day she defeated a single square. Her talent was amazing!

Of course, she already had her own golden fingers, and she just wanted a turning point in changing her personality when she went to the army.

After Qiao Zhen went out, she returned to the capital with her salute. She watched the gradual rise of the funeral family on her mobile phone, and she poked Chu Zhao privately with her trumpet.

——I'm at xx airport, come here.

--it is good.

Qiao Zhen waited for about half an hour, and then saw Chu Zhao who was very eye-catching at the gate of the airport. She pushed the salute and walked to Chu Zhao, "It's me."

"What, what?" Chu Zhao couldn't believe it.

Qiao Zhen showed Chu Zhao her trumpet, and she smiled viciously, "How is it? Do you think my PS skills are great?"

Chu Zhao immediately became furious, "You lied to me!"

The sound was like thunder, and people walking around all looked sideways.

Qiao Zhen was also happy to quarrel with him, didn't Chu Zhao love to play?Then let's do it together until he gets scared.She said loudly: "What did I lie to you? I want to break up with you because your taste is too low and childish. I've had enough of you!"

After she finished speaking, she gave Chu Zhao a disgusted look, and then left with her head held high.

Chu Zhao was frightened by Qiao Zhen's nonsense. He looked at Qiao Zhen in disbelief, and then quickly reached out to grab her, "My taste is too low? I'm naive? Please look at my bohemian red hair, and this The finishing touch is pink strawberries. As for childishness, you are too realistic to see any beauty in your eyes!"

Qiao really thinks that she really thinks highly of the task object in this world, shouldn't the key point be the word "break up"?She turned the whites of her eyes at Chu Zhao mercilessly, with obvious dislike and contempt. "I'm too realistic? You're probably living in a dream."

As for Chu Zhao's taste in killing Matt, Qiao Zhen couldn't complain anymore, and he didn't bother to complain in vain.

(End of this chapter)