The question is too sharp and completely unanswered.

This problem is a god-level pit, and it is not right to say "yes" or "no".

"Are I talking about this now?" The woman's face turned dark, her expression was a little stiff, and her tone changed the subject in a stiff tone.

"I'm talking about your father, who is also in his thirties, right? At this age, why are you still picky like a child? You have such a high-minded attitude, right? Why don't you find a girl quickly and get it done?"

Lin Er's lips curled slightly, and he continued to hold a sincere and harmless smile: "So as you say, you are almost fifty years old and are so old, why haven't you picked up a piece of land to bury it?"

woman:"……"

The older you are, the more taboo you are to hear such words of death and burial.

When facing Lin Yian, the woman was a little timid, but when facing a small and small child, the woman completely lost her scruples, took the attitude of an elder, and suppressed her displeasure: "Is this your attitude toward the elder?"

Lin Yian sneered, pulled Lin Er in front of him and reached out to protect him.

"Sorry, my girl is still young." He said embarrassed words with no shame at all, and said insincerely, "Children's words are rude, please take care of yourself."

"She is still young?" The woman seemed to be so angry that she was so angry that she was a little angry. Her breathing was a little rapid, and her chest kept rising and falling. "It's sixteen or seventeen, she's still young?"

Lin Yian curled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Compared with you, that's a little smaller."

“…”

If you go into battle, you must have a father and daughter, and both gods and ghosts can be killed.

After successfully pissing the woman away, Lin Yian put the red wine he was holding onto the tray he was holding, and sneered lazily: "There are always people who have a big face, and they don't know how many thousands of miles away, so they are deliberately asking for scolding."

Lin Er glanced at him and said, "You are still more elegant in scolding."

Lin Yian sighed softly: "There is no way. I am a man born with a weak heart and like to be kind to the beauty. After all, he is a woman, so I can't speak harsh words."

"What if it's a man?"

"I can scold his ancestral grave to smoke."

“…”

Although, but-

Lin Er still wants to say that those who come to attend the family banquet are distant relatives who have been with their relatives. After all, the ancestral tomb where Shengyan is not the ancestral tomb of their Lin family???

...

The start date of No. 9 Middle School is scheduled for mid-February, which is also the 16th day of the first lunar month.

The opening day of Haida High School is also set for this day.

The day before school started, a group of people carrying schoolbags gathered in the bar box, each of whom was busy doing homework.

The winter vacation homework of No. 9 Middle School and Affiliated Middle School are the same. The "Happy Winter Holiday" issued by the Ministry of Education of Jiangzhou has one main subject in Chinese, mathematics and English, and one secondary subject in three subjects, which is comparable to the thickness of the Xinhua Dictionary.

Few people can really finish the entire book.

However, the teachers also know that it is quite difficult to finish these four homework, so they always turn a blind eye to it. As long as they are not too empty, they generally don’t care about it with students.

He Yin came the latest. When he came in, he smashed the door and was accompanied by an elegant national scolding: "I'm fucking fucked!"

These words caused the people in the private room to look up.
Chapter completed!