Seventies Art Troupe (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 1

    The original owner lost his temper after returning home. In order to get her parents to find a way to get her back to the art troupe, she ran into the snow and froze for a few hours, but she developed a high fever.

    Then Xu Ling walked over, thinking of the mess left by the original owner, Xu Ling could only accept it.

    But let's solve the immediate problem first, Xu Ling took off his clothes with the nausea, poured the hot water in the kettle and scrubbed them before putting on clean clothes.

    Wei Yahui had already prepared breakfast. The family was eating breakfast around the table. When Xu Ling came out, "Is it still burning? Is it hard to

    feel uncomfortable ?" Xu Jianhua was angry. The eldest daughter is too naive, and her personality is impulsive. , I only see myself in my eyes and never worry about the feelings of my family.

    So he didn't say a word to care about his daughter, thinking that he had never begged anyone in his life, but now he wanted to beg for his eldest daughter.

    "I'm all right."

    Seeing her daughter's listless appearance, Wei Yahui thought for a while and still said: "Your father will go to your Uncle Zhou's house later and ask, your Uncle Zhou is a cadre in the army, and there should be a way to help."

    Xu Ling's right eyelid twitched. , The plot in the book is that the parents of the original master asked the old comrades for help, but they were reported to have lost their jobs, and they also caused the old comrades to be tired.

    Later, the original owner simply broke off the relationship with his parents, and barely managed to save the fate of his parents also going to the countryside.

    "Parents, I figured it out. I'm not going to the art troupe. I want to go to the countryside to build a rural area."

    As soon as Xu Ling said this, the people on the table stopped eating and looked up at Xu Ling.

    Even the youngest Xu Shan, with a mouthful of soy milk, looked at his parents and brothers and sisters with a bulging mouth, and then followed Xu Ling unswervingly.

    Before, those who were looking for life and death had to go to the art troupe, how could this be figured out?

    "Our younger generation are the pillars of the country. If we all want to be soldiers, who will build the countryside at the grassroots level?"

    Xu Mo laughed, "I

    wonder if you still have this consciousness?" Xu Jianhua glared at his son, and Xu Mo flew immediately. Don't dare to speak out. He turned his head and asked Xu Ling again: "Do you really think so?"

    Xu Ling nodded, "Well, I figured out a lot of things when I had a fever. I felt that I was too self-willed and impulsive. I had let my parents down for more than ten years. The upbringing has

    lived up to the expectations of the school." Wei Yahui's tears shed tears after hearing it. Her daughter really grew up and became sensible.

    Xu Jianhua nodded with satisfaction, "You can figure it out."

    Of course, Xu Ling didn't figure it out, but she was afraid that her parents would lose their jobs because of this incident. She has found another way now, and Li Xueying wants to secretly change me. There are no doors in his life.

    After breakfast, Xu Jianhua and Wei Yahui went to work, Xu Mo and Xu Xiang were also going to school, and Xu Shan was also going to the kindergarten in the factory, but today Wei Yahui was too late to send her there.