"Sister, I'll take you out." Ding Lan dragged Wei Fang away.

She couldn't drag it anymore, so she winked at Zhao Hui.

Zhao Hui pulled her away, she was young and strong. She and Ding Lan pulled Wei Fang out of the door.

Wei Fang was anxious and held Zhao Hui's hand tightly with his fingernails. "Okay, you little fairy, how dare you pinch me!" Why are you standing stupidly? Don't you give it back to me?"

The girls Wei Fang brought were stunned for a long time. She screamed and rushed over to beat Zhao Hui.

The Zhang family couldn't watch Zhao Hui suffer. The seven girls who fell in love like sisters suddenly formed a group.

"Where are you? If you drive me out, will your child have a chance to enter the Tian family?" Wei Fang looked at Ding Lan and said sarcastically: "I tell you, Dream! The threshold is high now, you can't get over it!"

"My ending today is your tomorrow!"

She will also provoke discord.

But Ding Lan doesn't like her at all.

"You don't think you are wrong now. There is no hope." Ding Lan said: "Don't enter my house in the future, we will stop here!"

After saying that, he turned around and went back with a few children.

Wei Fang also wanted to rush in and explain to Li Lanying, but Chen Shuhui stood at the door. She knew that she could not pass her own level no matter what.

This dead girl, no cooking oil and salt!

"Let's go." Wei Fang didn't dare to say harsh words and asked several children to leave with her.

She brought four girls. Now three of them lowered their heads and blushed. I was very sad to see Chen Shuhui.

Only Zhou Qing, who had walked to the end, looked up at Chen Shuhui, smiled apologetically, blushed, and left when he wanted to cry.

Chen Shuhui smiled, turned around and went home, telling the guard not to let these people in again.

Li Lanying cried to Ding Lan in the room.

Ding Lan cried sadly.

When they hid XX together, Wei Fang could lead the enemy away alone and let them escape

"No." Chen Shuhui said: "How can this be called leading the enemy away? This is called running away separately? You two run together, she runs alone. If I were the enemy, I would definitely chase two girls, not one."

Li Lanying

Ding LAN

"Stop talking, it will make me feel blind all my life." Li Lanying didn't say anything.

Wei Fang is gone, Tian Fusong is the happiest.

At the same time, four annoying ghosts were taken away.

But there are three left.

And the most annoying one hasn't left yet.

The first time Tian Fusong felt so painful during the holidays.

Just like a year.

In the past, he didn't feel this way. In the past, he also liked holidays. After the holidays, he could spend all his time on the children.

Now, two big babies are not at home, and one little baby is stuck to her mother every day.

He finally tied up Xiao Yunrui, but she was bribed by Zhao Hui's girls and played with them.

He had to turn around and hold him.

Tian Fusong...

Chen Shuhui has a little sympathy for him.

Just when Sun Yan came to discuss Spring Festival couplets with her, Chen Shuhui immediately found an excuse to save Tian Fengsong.

"Brother, come and stay here, write Spring Festival couplets quickly." Chen Shuhui asked: "Can you write 100 copies a day?"

Tian Fusong "brushed" a little and stood up from the chair: "Yes! Why not? From morning to night, 1,000 pairs are enough!"

He walked to the study excitedly and said, "I don't like being disturbed when I write. Don't bother me!"

Zhao Hui didn't know how to blink. She didn't catch up with Chen Shuhui. She ran to ask Chen Shuhui: "Did you ask your brother to write Spring Festival couplets?" Write 100 copies? What Spring Festival couplets are you writing now? Is it too early? Why are you writing so much?"

But she looked at the large yard of Chen Shuhui's family and calculated the other populations of the Tian family. Maybe 100 pairs are not enough.

Chen Shuhui smiled and said, "I sell Spring Festival couplets. Although it is still early to the Spring Festival, I have to prepare in advance. I need too much. My brother needs to start writing early."

This year, she plans to do her best to sell Spring Festival couplets in other provinces and cities. It is best to make money with the contacts she used to take photos.

If Tian Fusong could write 1,000 books, she wouldn't mind.

"Well..." Zhao Hui looked at the direction of the study and said, "You need ink to write Spring Festival couplets. I can polish the ink! Let me help you grind the ink."

Zhao Hui: "...There is ready-made ink now, so you don't need to grind it."

Zhao Hui…

"Can I see it?"

She didn't hide her favorability for Tian Fusong at all.

Because she was too active, Cheng Jiajia and Zhao Sui were embarrassed to show off.

Otherwise, it would be like robbing a man and his cousin and aunt!
Chapter completed!