Fortunately, in the end, he was a father, and he subconsciously knew that he was protecting the child after drinking too much, and Song's father protected Song Ersheng for the first time, and he was the backpad.
After the pop, Song Ersheng only felt a little dizzy, sitting on his father's chest, feeling that there were a lot of birds flying above his head.
Song's father helped his old son sit up, and just as he was about to speak, he threw up After the wine, Dad Song was basically scrapped.
I couldn't open my dizzy eyes.
Zhu mother pulled Song Ersheng up first, and "change clothes" spit on her.
Then he grabbed Song's father and threw him on the kang Song Ersheng pinched his nose and wiped his body and changed his clothes, feeling that his father's wine was really unproductive.
I drank like this at home, I should have something on my mind.
Most of them are the work of the kiln factory, but I didn't expect that my father would be so stressed about this matter When Zhu Mom came over, Song Ersheng was putting on clothes.
I wish my mother to throw the dirty clothes on the ground outside.
The old son loves cleanliness, and this dress is washed, so I guess she won't wear it anymore.
I washed my face, found the sleeves that I had done halfway before, sat on my daughter's bed, and talked to my old son.
"Your sisters are gone, why don't you go, your second aunt and second brother-in-law must miss you, I didn't look at you when I came to buy chicken feed last time, this is a chatter" Song Ersheng took the thread and reel, ready to recognize all the needles, "I'm not going, I'm at home, I'm not going anywhere."
"I went to my grandmother's house for too long this time, and she was really homesick.
Even the snoring of the old man at this time is no longer noisy.
Zhu mother's heart was sour, and she touched her old son's little bald scoop with her free hand, and smiled at the corner of her mouth, "Aren't we three thousand bold and can't leave home, isn't it time for you to cry and shout to go out to play."
Song Ersheng hehe, isn't that being locked up ruthlessly, Zhu Mother thought about Meng Ben, and suddenly asked the old son, "Do you want to go to kindergarten, your father is going to work in the kiln factory next Monday, and I don't have to be away from home for a day, send you to kindergarten, okay?"
Your causal relationship is wrong, right, "You're all at home, what kindergarten do I still go to, I won't go" Song Ersheng really didn't want to go at all.
It's one thing to save money, but it's so uncomfortable for her to hang out with a bunch of little kids, and she can't do anything but fight.
I wish my mother to put down the work in her hand and point the bruises on her old son's wrists, "You fight with other children all day long, it's not that they think you didn't go to kindergarten and don't accept you, your sisters have all gone to it, and it's called a nursery school at that time, you see how good your sister is with Memphy now."
When you go to kindergarten, you can make friends, and you won't be afraid to go to school."
"If you don't accept it, you won't accept it" Song Ersheng Lai Pijin came up, "Who am I, I can't say that they accept me, and they can't beat me, I know how to bully honest people all day long, so I don't make friends with them" After speaking, he threw himself into his mother's arms, "It's enough for me to have a mother" Zhu mother raised the work in her hand, and said to her, "Pierce you, I have a needle" The other hand gently stroked the old son's thin little back, it was really a handful of bones, thin and pitiful, and the hand was a little softer, "If you don't go, don't go, there are more children together, it's not good, one cold, a group will catch a cold, you have finally raised a little stronger, you have to care about it" Song Ersheng nestled in his mother's soft and fragrant arms, and really felt that he could do without anything, eh, his father and sisters still wanted it "Your sister and they went to your second aunt's house, are they going to pick up jade" After the mother and daughter were tired for a while, Zhu Mother asked.
Song Ersheng hummed, "My sisters picked up jade and sold it to buy me something delicious."
Zhu Mom laughed, "If only this money could come so easily."
After a pause, "Those are all waste scraps from the past, broken can no longer be broken, who can sell money will pave the road, besides, we don't produce jade here, the things made are sold to the people, the mural hanging in your grandmother's house is made in the jade field in the past." ” The problem is that grandma's spring peach picture, the most valuable thing is the very small tourmaline made into butterflies, and the other parts, either agate or crystal, are still very small, put together as handicrafts, disassembled, it is really a broken stone that can only pave the road.
It seems that the things that the sisters are destined to pick up are destined to lay a fish tank for themselves "Is there such a thing that looks very translucent, very smooth, whitish, and stone-like?"
It's a bit of a dream, but a dream is a dream, and what if it comes true "It's very translucent" I wish my mother to think hard, I want to answer the old son's question seriously, the pebbles don't seem to be transparent, "That field is called a jade field, most of the processing is agate, not even jadeite, all are red and pink colors, I really haven't seen anything like a stone, what do you want to find, mom will find it for you" Although my mother barely graduated from high school by relying on relationships, she can also distinguish between agate and jade.
Since my mother said no, then there must be none.
Tut "I didn't want to find anything, I just read the stupid book that said that the white stone-like thing is called mutton fat and white jade" Song Ersheng will not lie to Zhu's mother, what she wants to find is seed jade, "By the way, the jade is not also taken out of the stone, I read the book, I know it" Zhu mother kissed the little face of her old son, that look of quick praise for my little pride, it is really painful, "We can read books for three thousand, we really have the ability to study hard in school in the future, and become a big writer when I grow up" In Zhu's mother's heart, people who read a lot are writers.
Song Ersheng giggled, a writer or something, it's not impossible, she used to write quite well, and she has published a few books on sketching and photography, although there are not many words, but the prose and small poems in it are all written by herself, but she didn't find a gunman "That's right," Zhu's mother suddenly thought, "Speaking of this jadeite, your wife said before that the stone lady of our East Temple is a big jade."
When the four old ones were broken, someone wanted to split it, but it was like black charcoal hit by a big thunderbolt, and it was cremated on the spot, and then no one dared to touch the stone lady." t1706231537: