Fortune Teller Master

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"You have the leisure to care about your grandson. You don't care if you play crazy games and wild children in the Internet cafes every day. You really care about the voicelessness of my house. Have you forgotten your surname!"

Qingyin’s mother deliberately put her voice to the maximum, attracting all the people in her left and right, which relieved her heart quietly, but her face was still indignant: “Everyone commented, we are clearing the summer vacation I asked the teacher to make up classes at home. This aunt Wang stared 24 hours a day, and just looked at our house just now. What kind of thoughts do you have? What kind of person is our voiceless family?"

The neighbors on the left and right looked at Lin's house with their necks stretched out. I saw that the table in the living room was full of books. Lin Qingyin and a young man were holding pens and looked out blankly. They didn't seem to understand what was happening outside.

Thinking of these two days, Aunt Wang and their tongues chewed, the neighbors were a little embarrassed for a while, and followed the voiceless mother to condemn Aunt Wang: "Aunt Wang, you are really true, the little girl's gossip can be talked about. Let's talk about our voiceless No. 1 in the entrance exam! What do you think of her?"

Looking at the lively Jiang Wei, Lin Qingyin surprisedly looked at it, but I didn't expect that the little master did not lie to him.

But are all the champions in this exam now so watery? What a memory! The high school is forgotten before finishing the content of junior high school, can this study be good?

Sending the neighbor away, Qingyin mother breathed a sigh of relief, according to her character she really did not want to quarrel with others. But she was really afraid that Aunt Wang didn’t open the door. She talked nonsense everywhere and affected the reputation of the girl, so she deliberately quarreled and brought her neighbors to see what happened. No one would believe that Aunt Wang would talk about the voiceless in the future. She is.

Carrying the fruit that came in, Qingyin's mother smiled and said, "Just now you were telling the joke, my neighbor's aunt was really a headache. By the way, I heard Qingyin saying that people should come home to make up classes, so I quickly bought some fruit and came back. "

Wang Fatzi and Jiang Wei both stood up very respectfully and greeted each other. Jiang Wei was only six years older than Lin Qingyin, and he naturally called Auntie. Wang Fatzi is more entangled. In fact, he treats himself as Lin Qingyin's apprentice, but if he calls grandma or something according to this generation, he is afraid that Qingyin mother will faint directly.

After hesitating for a long time, Wang Fatzi cried the elder sister, and very sweetly boasted: "Sister, my name is Wang Hu, you just call me Wang Fatzi. You are so young, I don't know how to call you, call Your sister is afraid to call you old."

Qingyin's mother was amused by Wang Fatzi's happy mouth, quickly cut the watermelon on the table, picked the best and handed it to Jiang Wei and Wang Fatty.

"It's really trouble you, and the hot days still came to make up for the Qingyin." The Qingyin mother looked at the two people and asked with some curiosity: "How do you know Qingyin!"

Jiang Wei took out the truth without any intention: "It was just that I met in the park the other day, and the little master helped my family a lot."

"Little Master?" Qingyin's mother froze: "What is this strange name?"

Fatty Wang quickly squeezed his eyes at Jiang Wei, and Jiang Wei immediately reacted and smiled and said: "It's just for fun, Xiaoda... That voiceless call me a little teacher, and I called him a little master."

Qingyin's mother laughed, but she murmured in her heart. She always felt like Lin Qingyin was hiding something from her.