Song Yizheng turned around and went into the east room, and was very surprised to see the old clothes on the bed, and his ears automatically turned off.
Song Yidi also realized that he was a little too much, so he stopped his mouth and continued to sweep the goose's nest and the goose feces in the yard.
I didn't sweep it yesterday, so I accumulated a lot of it today, and I dried it on the land in the yard, and if I couldn't sweep it down, I could only shovel it down with a flower shovel.
In some places, you have to wet it with water first.
It's a hassle.
Song Ersheng wanted to follow her and help her sweep, but was driven aside, "It's dirty, don't come over" After a while, seeing that Song Ersheng was still chasing her, he said, "You go and help your sister pack her clothes."
Tell her not to wear blindly."
Song Yizheng once had the great achievement of wearing three sets of old clothes to school inside and out, and the morning and afternoon were different.
This matter came out of Song Yizheng's school and reached Song Yidi's ears.
Song Yidi felt that he was also embarrassed, so he angrily burned one of Song Yizheng's favorite shirts.
Song Yizheng has such a good temper, he has done it with Song Yidi.
That time, the two sisters had a very big quarrel, and the family was in chaos.
In the end, the two sisters fought to the end, and their father angrily smashed a porcelain teacup, but it didn't hit the two of them, but just smashed Song Ersheng's head Song Ersheng has always felt in her heart that the little girl she reincarnated into seems to be a little intolerant of God.
Not to mention the many illnesses and disasters, and almost dying every time, could it be that she was originally going to die, but she came to this core, and she lived like this, Song Ersheng felt that she was really hard, otherwise every time the ghost door was closed, how could she come back well After that time, my father basically changed his habit of smashing things in anger.
He used to like to smash things the most, and he smashed them when he was angry, but now he only smashes them when he is very angry, and he has made great progress, and his sisters are honest.
After that, they were beaten so that they couldn't walk for several days, and the root cause of these was that Song Yizheng was blind, and the problem of wearing clothes has also changed a lot.
At most, she wears a different thing in the morning and afternoon now, and she won't wear it with a belt Grandma Zhu watched the three little sisters lively, although she didn't speak, but she was very happy in her heart.
The girl is not married well, and the three children are all very good, although they have their own small problems, but they are all good children.
Looking at the sky, I wish Grandma hurriedly chopped the stuffing again, and before leaving, she was baking some pies for her daughter's family.
There are vegetables and meat, although it is troublesome to eat stuffing, but it is good to save things and eat, and when the children are growing up, they can't give them too good food, so they can only try to make up for them.
The three children are all thin and thin, and they are all bones when they touch them with their hands, and they are panicked when they hold them.
The two eldest ones never lacked mouths when they were young, and they played well, and now they look very healthy when they are thin.
But no matter how little three thousand looked, it was the kind that couldn't be raised, the weakness brought by the womb, and it was not easy to catch up with the life, the food was not good, the small one, the big head and big eyes, like bean sprouts.
The transparency of the small face protein, a little bit of blood is slightly yellow, and it is heart-wrenching to look at.
Song Ersheng didn't interfere with his sister turning over her clothes, nor did she chase her sister to sweep the floor, but took a small brush to help Grandma Zhu brush the oil on the frying pan.
These oils are chicken fat, and they are not delicious when cooking and stir-frying, so they are all used to brush the pancakes.
Although it still has a taste, the dough and pie taste oily and fragrant after being brushed with oil, which overshadows the bad taste of chicken fat.
The main thing is that he is poor But it's better than brushing the pot with pigskin, and it's better than not having oil stars Grandma Zhu looked at Song Ersheng's tender and small little white paws, worried that she had burned her hands, took out a handkerchief, and let her wrap it in her hand to pinch the brush, "It's amazing to be scalded by oil, it's painful and ugly, and it's okay to leave a scar, the little girl's can't leave a scar."
Song Ersheng responded with a smile, and wished Grandma a lot of words to Song Ersheng, "If your dad can suffer a little, how good it is, I will make some more big cakes, your dad and your mother take it when they dig the sand, and if they don't come back at noon, they will eat outside, and the pickles will be a good meal.
Your dad is so lazy."
It's a cliché.
Song Ersheng brushed the oil neatly, and he didn't answer when he listened to it.
What can she take In her eyes, her father is a shame for men.
But she loves her father very much, besides, I wish grandma that these children can pass this on to their father, but the problem is that my sister is a short-term protector, and my sister is even more short-guarding, she, hey, hey, hey, anyway, the sisters' thoughts are that their own father, their own family can say whatever they want, and others, even if it is grandma, can't say a word.
She was a younger sister, so she naturally learned from her sisters Grandma Zhu didn't expect Song Ersheng to answer, it didn't matter if it was passed on or not, she said a few more words to herself, and then Song Yizheng lifted the curtain from the east house and came out with a gloomy face.
She heard it all.
She was upset. glanced at Song Ersheng and sighed secretly, my little sister is really stupid, and she won't help her father say a good word "Grandma" Song Yizheng screamed, and came over to help pinch the branding box.
She cooks very well, and the dumplings are kneaded as if they were bought.
I have this ability at the age of ten, in addition to being forced by my family, this also requires talent.
Zhu Grandma hummed and stopped talking.
Song Ersheng stuck out his tongue in his heart, and the oil brush in his hand continued to brush around neatly.
What she said at this time, no matter how she said it, couldn't help her sister, in order to avoid self-defeating, it was best if she didn't hear or see anything.
Between my sister and my grandmother, she can't get involved.
After baking the pie, it was put in a big pot with meat and vegetable rice, and it was hot to actually have a bottom fire in the stove, but I wished grandma that her revenge was greater, and she filled it with a big stick Finally, I looked at the stove and sealed it before I was ready to leave.
Song Yidi and Song Yizheng are fine, the two of them are not so close to Grandma Zhu, and they rarely went to Grandma's house to live when they were young.
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Although it is also a little reluctant, it is not as serious as Song Ersheng at all.
Song Ersheng basically spends two months with Grandma Zhu all year round.
She was very reluctant, holding Grandma Zhu's hand, not wanting to let go of the old man who had never worried about it all her life, and when she got old, she had to worry about the big and the small, obviously an old man who loved to be clean and afraid of trouble, but did everything for her granddaughter t1706231537: