Memphy's mom is gone.
It is said that he ran away with someone else.
When her father was working in a kiln factory, he had an accident and was paralyzed in the lower half of his body.
The public lost some money, but it was also a drop in the bucket, but fortunately, her father could keep accounts, and he had been living on subsistence allowance for the past few years, and worked in the village committee as an accountant.
Life is very good, the daughter-in-law doesn't have it, and the girlfriend still has it Song Ersheng is more familiar with Grandma Meng Fei.
Her grandmother is a student of her grandfather, blind in one eye, can write and count, and Memphy's father was taught by her.
It was a very kind old man, and when he saw her, he gave her candy to eat, and hugged her and didn't let go Memphy was a very sensible and frugal person.
My sister uses things for money, and sometimes she doesn't use ordinary pencils.
Memphy will take it away and continue to use it, but if the pencil tip can't hold it, she will put on a pen cap or a pen barrel made of paper, and use it to the end.
She would be willing to destroy her sister's pencil case, but she would not be willing to destroy the pen that could write She is a good child who loves knowledge and hopes that knowledge can change her destiny Gina looked at Song Ersheng's actions, and suddenly spoke, "Sanqian, come with me."
"Stay away from these things Meng Ben glared at her fiercely, and reached out to grab Song Ersheng.
Here, Song Ersheng repacked his sister's schoolbag, and as if he hadn't heard Gina's words, he slapped Meng Ben's hand away and continued to stare at the pencil case.
She had hoped that her sister's innocence could be the day when she touched Memphy.
Just like the plot on TV, truth, goodness and beauty save all false and ugly.
She also thought that maybe Meng Fei could be a little monster on her sister's life path and become the first target of her sister's successful kicking.
After all, on the road of growing up, there will always be all kinds of monsters large and small, and Meng Fei, as the first one of her sister, is quite good.
But on this day, this idea came true, my sister really felt Meng Fei's malice, but Song Ersheng was reluctant.
My sister is still young, why let her meet the little monster so early Clenched her fists, Song Ersheng felt that she couldn't suppress her anger What she had always hoped for, sisters, is to let them grow up healthy, happy and successful, and become two beautiful women with boundless charm to experience all the scenery that may be encountered in life, good or bad.
She can escort them, but she can't arrange their lives.
So she never interfered too much in her sisters' affairs.
Unless she notices that there is a serious problem with her sisters' thinking and personality, or she thinks that the result of some things that her sisters don't handle well will be very bad, she will stretch out her hand a little.
For example, the matter of putting sand in the wife's bowl and the old cow gnawing on the grass.
Others, such as her sisters' early love and lying, she never cared.
Song Ersheng has never had that pathological desire for control.
She has always felt that she is very good at raising her sisters She Song Ersheng slowly let go of her fist, she really wanted to kill those dead children in her sister's class now, she regretted why she didn't trample Meng Fei into hell four years ago "Three thousand, what do you want to do" Gina knew that three thousand would never stop.
And her eyes now are simply killing some eyes "There is grudge for revenge, and there is revenge for revenge."
Song Ersheng stood up, patted his pants, and glanced at Meng Ben, "I heard your stomach call to eat."
I flicked the girl who was sleeping on the couch and wrapped the pencil case in newspaper After eating, Song Yizheng also knew about the three thousand fights.
When she saw the wound on Sanqian's face at that time, she knew that she must have fought with Song Xiaopang.
It's just that I only care about my own sadness, and I don't have time to ask.
As a result, this time it was not as simple as fighting "Three thousand, why do you say we are both so unlucky" Song Yizheng hugged Song Ersheng and leaned his head on Song Ersheng's thin shoulder.
Song Ersheng held a red color pen in his hand, grabbed his sister's wrist, and carefully traced a red lotus.
In Song Yizheng's stunned, he said with a smile, "This is a transfer lotus, tomorrow my sister's bad luck will pass."
Song Yizheng's nose was sour, and tears came down. sniffed, took the colored pen, and also drew one on Song Ersheng's wrist.
Although it is not as good-looking as Song Ersheng's painting, it also has a kind of simple taste, she bowed her head and kissed next to the lotus, "I hope the lotus can also bless my family with three thousand, smooth and smooth, no disaster and no disease" Song Ersheng turned around and hugged his sister tightly, it will, it will.
As long as you don't cry Meng Ben didn't leave at night, and took out the ability of top-level dog skin plasters, so he had to sleep with Song Ersheng.
I wish my mother to let Grandpa Meng go back, and she left Meng Ben.
She thinks that these two children have lived outside together for so long, and when they make movies, they will be inseparable for a while, and it will be fine in a few days.
Grandparents, parents, and sisters all seem to think so, but Song Ersheng is not.
She really felt that Meng Ben was getting more and more clingy to him After washing his feet, Song Ersheng took the flower picture of the furniture carving that his father brought back today and that he drew when he was working in the furniture factory.
It looks like a small retro screen, and the pattern is marked with the length and thickness, and the size of each detail.
The flower picture is the four gentlemen, plum orchid bamboo chrysanthemum.
Look at the brushstrokes that my father painted.
Just now, my father came to her desk in this room and colored these four patterns, which is just black and white to distinguish yin and yang.
Very simple.
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Song Ersheng saw a trace of her father's ambition in the simple drawings of these four chapters, and she thought, maybe her father doesn't have to do anything by himself, and he can cheer himself up again.
But the problem is that Daddy's personality doesn't seem to be suitable for serious dealing with dead things, and he is getting farther and farther away from the group society Daddy is decadent, she's worried.
Daddy was in high spirits, and she was worried Song Ersheng squatted on the chair, arranged the four flower drawings in turn, and then picked up a pencil, according to the size of the original, and quickly copied it in the notebook, "Don't come here."
With his hands on the non-stop, his eyes staring at the flower map, Song Ersheng stopped Meng Ben who was about to come over, "Stand at the door, help me watch a little, if anyone wants to come in, you can call me." ” Meng Ben's eyes lit up suddenly, and he jumped to the door, pulling the curtain and looking out, without blinking his eyes.
Just when Song Ersheng painted the last Qiu Ju, Meng Ben called her name loudly, and then, Song's father's voice sounded. t1706231537: