"Li Wulan, I'm back for dinner."

Zhang Yanming shouted, and Li Wulan responded and came out of the supermarket.

Mrs. Mou sent it out and pulled Zhang Yanming and whispered: "You can't always shake it like this. I feel that Li Wulan is very good. The third year of the female student holds a gold brick."

Zhang Yanming licked his lips and smiled.

I haven't even figured out the situation yet. What did you ask me to say? Who knows if I have come today? Will one or two more pop up again?

Do evil.

I am really serious. If you don’t believe me, go and take a look in my dream.

A man and four women were eating around the table, but Zhang Yanming always felt a little embarrassed while laughing and laughing.

After dinner, Li Shuxin and Li Wulan went into the inner room and wanted to rest for a while.

My second sister took the paper and wanted to go to the bathroom.

"Oh yo yo yo yo. Source of this article: Bokan Novel Network. It's so itchy." The second sister shook her shoulders a few times and turned her back towards Zhang Yanming: "Tick a few times, hurry up."

"Where?" Zhang Yanming was a little confused.

"The back is so itchy."

Zhang Yanming reached out and scratched his second sister's back twice: "Where?"

"You stretch in, in the middle." The second sister pulled up the back of her clothes.

Is this OK? What's the situation?

Zhang Yanming still stretched his hand into the hem of his clothes and stretched his hand into the middle along his slippery back: "This?"

"The middle is the buckle. Yes, yes, yes, that's it." After grabbing it a few times, the second sister twisted comfortably: "Okay."

Zhang Yanming pulled out his hand and his second sister went out.

bathroom?

Zhang Yanming suddenly realized. Damn, yes, where is the toilet? This is a bungalow and there is no bathroom.

I walked a few steps and looked around..boko                                                         �

When I returned to the house, none of these aunts were in charge of the dining table.

Zhang Yanming cleaned up the dishes, put the leftovers, brushed the dishes and chopsticks, and wiped the table clean.

After packing up, I looked into the house carefully. The three of them were lying on the kang, with their eyes closed, and I don’t know if they had fallen asleep or sleep.

I went out and walked around the outside room a few times, and decided to open a store. How did I open this store?

The second sister is back.

"Where are them?"

"Sleep."

My second sister also went into the house.

Zhang Yanming subconsciously rubbed his fingers.

Let’s go and get the stocks first. It’s easier. Let’s wait until we come back. In the end, Zhang Yanming had to make the decision. Ning Xinan remembers to read this website and updates here are really fast. There is too little information.

Opening a store is not like renting a house to buy equipment and displaying goods.

Regional characteristics, consumption capacity, age group, location, positioning, goods, estimate costs, gross income, taxes, and various expenses, and whether or not you need to hire people. No matter what you don’t think about, it’s okay to do it well, it’s a loss.

Not all businesses can be done by investing money.

Even if you are capable, maintaining a life and becoming rich are two different concepts.

The most important thing here is the mastery and analysis of various information.

There is nothing in the world that is easy, even if you just make a breakfast order.

There were four lying in the room, and Zhang Yanming dared to go in. After walking for a long time, he pulled a chair and sat down outside. What's this called?

"What are you doing when you run here and sit?"

Zhang Yanming looked up and Xiaobing walked out with a sleepy yawn, looking lazy...

"I want something. Have you had enough sleep?"

"Well, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night if I sleep too much." Xiaobing walked over and sat directly on his lap, pressed his face against his face and leaned on him: "I'm still a little sleepy."

Zhang Yanming was a little nervous.

"By the way, I'll ask you something, do you think of that essay contest? It's the one on National Day, the one on prose, poetry and songs."

"I know. It's going to end. Do you want to participate? If you want to participate, I'll go to the city to find someone and hand you over the things, otherwise it's too late."

"Who are you looking for?"

"There are my mom's classmates in the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and they are responsible for this city."

"Forget it, there is not enough time. You have to think about this kind of manuscript for ten or half a month, so how can you write it in two days?"

"Actually, I was thinking about participating, and I was concerned about whether I could choose it. Alas, I didn't study hard, and I still felt something was wrong after two or three months of a song. I almost didn't know what."

"Make a music? Oh, you are a musician. Are you planning to write a song? Sing me and listen to it."

Zhou Xinbing leaned against Zhang Yanming and buried her head and hummed a song: "There are two sections that were not done well. Source of this article: Bokan Novel Network. There were no lyrics, so I gave up later. Our principal also said that if I was awarded the title, I would ask for me for my merits. It would be gone."

Zhang Yanming listened to Xiao Bing humming, thought for a while and said, "It's really a bit bad, it's too calm. This kind of song that blesses the motherland should be excited, right?"

Xiaobing smiled, and the heat sprayed on Zhang Yanming's neck itchy: "It's still exciting. Come on, sing it with excitement and I'll appreciate it."

Zhang Yanming smiled and said, "This is not just a word. Well, today is your birthday and my China. In the early morning, I released a group of white doves and brought you an olive leaf. The doves flew across the mountains and hills.

We wish you a birthday, my China, and may you never be worried and peaceful forever...boko                                                                                                                    �

After clearing his throat, Zhang Yanming said, "That's the feeling, right? Listen to this again. The lark flies through the blue sky, I love you China. I love you China, I love you China, I love you seedlings in spring, I love you golden fruits in autumn.

I love you green pine temperament, I love you red plum character, I love your sweet cane in your hometown, it seems that ** nourishes my heart, I love you China, I love you China, I want to dedicate the most beautiful song to you,"

"My God, why are you two crazy? You're so angry. Xiaobing, get up, let's see what you look like." The second sister walked out.

Xiaobing stood up and looked at Zhang Yanming and asked, "Are these two songs? Where did you listen to them?"

Zhang Yanming didn't react: "Is it true? It's because of this feeling, excitement, and the tremor that comes from the bottom of his heart. Ning Xinan remembers to read this site for favorites. It's really fast to update here. It's resonant only when you can write this. It's not bad to say that, it's so peaceful."

Xiaobing grabbed Zhang Yanming's ear and twisted: "I'll ask you if these are two songs and where did you hear them?"

"I love you, China, and today is your birthday and my motherland, what's wrong?"

The second sister stretched her waist: "It sounds pretty good, I didn't notice anything. Zhang Yanming, you still have these two moves, your voice is quite bright, okay."

Zhang Yanming suddenly stopped, as if he had discovered something. Damn, it wasn't that there weren't these two songs here, right?

"Who sang it? Why haven't I heard it?"

really.

Zhang Yanming licked his lips: "Isn't this? I heard you humming songs and singing them casually, and the lyrics I wrote before."

"What did you write? Write it out, where is the pen?"

Zhang Yanming was sweating a little coldly: "Singing randomly, just understand this feeling."
Chapter completed!