Song Ersheng thought to himself, he was killed by Song Xiaochuber yesterday and memorized the scriptures for an afternoon, and he didn't hear the big loudspeaker broadcasting water However, "Will you not dig sand in the future?"
Song Ersheng asked.
Dad Song lowered his head and dismantled the duck shed, and after a while, he said, "If you dig or not, I won't take you there, so don't worry about it, little mom."
What kind of answer is this.
Song Ersheng pinched her nose, the duck nest stinked, her stomach barked, and she turned her head to find her mother.
I wish my mother to bring out millet porridge and pickles, "I heard people say that pickles are more delicious when they are fried, so I will fry them and taste them."
My own mother is also a child, and I haven't been into the kitchen much at home, so it's okay to cook simple meals, but it's not good if it's a little more advanced.
It's not as good as my sister's craftsmanship.
My mother also knows this, so she often asks others about cooking, but over the years, she still hasn't made much progress Song Ersheng eats branded boxes at home, all of which are leaky.
At first, she even thought that the spilly baked box was a special flavor here, but after eating it once at her aunt's house, she knew that it was her mother's original flavor.
Not to mention, she eats quite well, and the leaky box is burnt and burnt Is this a kind of Stockholm syndrome?
The stir-fried pickles are still pickles.
However, the things that have been stained with oil stars have a lot smoother in the end.
It's not unpleasant, but it's nothing amazing.
Dad Song washed his hands and drank a bowl of porridge, when he ate pickles, he was very unhappy, "You are a pig's brain, any wind with big ears can blow you Renjie said that it is delicious, that is the taste of Renjie, when has our family eaten fried pickles and pickles are vegetarian dishes, what you eat is a refreshing and neat, you have fried, what is this called cold and half, nondescript, you eat it all this time, I don't eat it" Zhu Mom was washing clothes on her back, "If you don't eat, you won't eat." ” "You didn't listen to what I said, don't be so soft, whoever says something, you believe it, and let people sell you, you should help someone to get a ticket, pig brain" "What kind of brain are you, monkey brain" "You're the one who kills the pig."
"You're boiled" Song Ersheng took the empty bowl, silently went to the house to put it away, and then slipped out of the door.
This naïve couple often shows her face like this, and she has never been used to it On the morning of more than six o'clock, the air is cool with early autumn, there are few cars and people on the road, and only the stalls that buy breakfast are in full swing.
There are also a lot of people in front of the newly opened steamed bun shop, as if they are waiting for the first pot of steamed buns.
Song Ersheng walked into the East Temple, and was given a lecture by Master Guangming head-on.
"Will it be good to walk down the aisle, is it ugly?"
"You're early."
Why are you so angry early in the morning?
"Have you eaten?"
asked Guangming .
Song Ersheng nodded, "Eat, my dad didn't dig the sand, today the West River is released, I'm going to catch fish" "You're not allowed to eat fish."
Song Ersheng pouted, "You've said it many times, I haven't eaten it all the time" I don't know how the master and the little master came to the conclusion that she can't eat fish.
It's like eating fish will kill her.
Since the master specially asked her parents to talk about this, she couldn't even touch the fish at home.
Even the least superstitious dad didn't dare to give her a sneak in food.
But not eating fish is not the same as not catching fish.
Catch it and make soup for my mother "Let's go water" Guangming continued to sweep the floor after speaking, and no longer paid attention to Song Ersheng.
Song Ersheng straightened his back, walked well, poured water on Shi Niang three times back and forth, knelt in the second hall and recited the scriptures three times, and then came out.
The masters finished their morning class, and they were all very busy, so Song Ersheng turned around and said hello, and went home.
On the way, I met Grandpa Meng who came back early, Song Ersheng ran over, "Stupid hasn't gotten up yet" Grandpa Meng smiled and stuffed a meat bun for Song Ersheng, "I didn't get up, I watched the video too late yesterday" and then beckoned Song Ersheng, "I found the cartoon you talked about last time, you just waited for you to watch Stupid today, and the order of the videotapes was arranged."
Song Ersheng munched on the bun, the video recorder, now it's a valuable thing, but she really doesn't have anything she wants to watch, last time she just casually said that he was stupid and didn't get up, so as not to have to waste his tongue to get rid of him later.
Grandpa Meng pointed to the door of Song Ersheng's house at this time, "Your dad won't get out of the car today, be careful, Xinxin's father just closed the slate" Song Ersheng frowned almost invisibly and closed the slate again There is a drainage ditch on the north side of the road, there is no one on the south side, this ditch is still built when the educated youth went to the countryside, it is quite wide and deep, and now it is basically in an abandoned state.
The point is that there is nothing on this ditch, and it is not easy for children to fall into it and not be able to climb up, and adults cannot take a step without making a step.
It's so open, and access has become an obstacle, which is why no one came here to approve the place to build a house in the first place.
Later, there was her house here, and the cement slate now laid on the ditch was still found by her father.
Four pieces were found one after another, two pieces were placed in front of the house, one piece was placed at the mouth of the alley in the west, and one piece was placed in front of the vegetable field in the east.
In other words, there is no stone slab at the mouth of this alley to the east of the Song family.
Actually, there was originally one in the east.
Daddy is all set.
But not long after the piece was put away, Song Xinxin's family, the grandfather who taught Song Ersheng to be squeamish, pulled the stone slab on the east side to the front of their vegetable garden, which was convenient for their family to enter and exit.
As I said earlier, the grandmother was very kind, and she took a bowl of meat to her house at night, which was a thank you for cutting first and then playing.
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My parents are even kinder people, and I thought it was convenient for myself and everyone, so I didn't have any opinions at all.
After receiving the meat, half a rabbit was returned the next day.
If the matter comes to this, it can be regarded as a good story that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors.
But the reality is that other TV dramas are dramatic.
In other words, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants.
The two stone slabs placed in front of the house are not side by side, but slightly separated by a slit, which can be regarded as widening the width of the stone slabs.
Because the mule cart is made relatively wide, if the slabs are together, the wheel of the mule cart just falls, and it is good to fall, but it is bad to be bad, and after falling, it is just stuck.
If you don't pull up the slate and put it in the ditch, you won't be able to move in the car.
Why did Song Ersheng know this situation so clearly Because that Grandpa Song's son once put the stone slab together. t1706231537: