"Generally, this kind of thing is collusion between inside and outside, a bag of bud rice is fifty catties, and it has to be carried and transported, it is too difficult not to be seen, and this thief must be a stupid thief. After Dad finished speaking, he threw a peanut into his mouth.

"That is to say! The work of the small station is so immortal, and the old Mrs. Wang who sweeps the floor can pull out 3-4 catties of grain every day, although it is all on the ground and into the dust, but it is not very good to raise something!

Soon all the beers in the house were killed, and just when Qian Hong was about to follow his father's order and go to the cooperative society to buy bulk small shochu liquor, Uncle Dong suddenly took out something: "Let's try this? This is a garden cup given by a friend of mine." ”

"I've drunk this wine, and the entrance is okay, but it's easy to have a headache the next day. Dad took a garden cup and commented.

"My head hurts, my head hurts, and if I don't feel it at all, then the wine will be drunk in vain." The uncle's eyes fluttered, and a witty remark made the other two laugh.

"Hahahaha......"

Listening to her father's laughter, her mother showed a hint of impatience, she looked at the garden cups and asked, "This cup must be at least three taels, right?"

"It's just three or two to die. Dad burned it with a lighter, skillfully removed the plastic film that was sealed, lifted the white plastic cap on the cup, and then pushed his glasses and looked carefully at the red letters printed on the cup.

"It's a lot of three taels, just drink this cup!"

"Drink some wine, where are you nagging, the old lady is so annoying!"

Seeing that my father didn't appreciate it, my mother's eyes became even more gloomy, she directly pulled Qian Hong's hand, and the two of them left the table first.

When Qian Hong returned to the living room, he saw that his mother's face was very ugly, so he went to turn on the TV, and then returned to his mother's side and persuaded: "Don't be angry, just let them drink it again at the end, next time I will definitely find a way to mess up their little wine game." ”

"I didn't tell you that I was not allowed to ......" The old mother raised her eyebrows, and she had a direct frenzy posture, which frightened Qian Hong and waved her hand again and again: "I know, I know, I won't give them random food, I think of other ways, the kind of way that doesn't hurt others and won't hurt myself." ”

"Hmph, people who are used to filling horse urine have no memory, if you can really do it, then I will give you those two dollars. ”

"It's a deal!"

"Little Money Fans"

After Qian Hong's persuasion, my mother was no longer entangled, she simply took the outer parts and sewed them together, and Qian Hong helped as much as she could.

Dad, they are really too noisy, and it sounds like a war in the middle room, no one will accept anyone, and they can argue for a long time if they put forward a little, all kinds of arguments, and of course, the garden cup also helped a lot, and it was empty quietly.

When the cups and plates were finally messed up, it was almost half past eleven, the uncle and Uncle Dong were swaying away, the father also climbed on the kang to sleep, and the remaining messy table was cleaned up by the mother, but Qian Hong also helped a little, and some of the remaining appetizers became the main dish of his lunch tomorrow.

Between twelve and five o'clock, when Qian Hong also felt that his upper and lower eyelids were constantly fighting, his mother ordered him to wash his feet and put them on the kang, but she herself picked up the sewing needle again......

Wednesday was a rainy day, Qian Hong woke up in the morning and heard the sound of banging and crackling, it was the raindrops beating on the ridge of the roof, and looked through the window into the courtyard, Gerry was lying listlessly in his wooden hut, the window glass was full of hazy moisture, and the figure of the old mother was busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast, and the air was filled with the smell of food.

The father on the kang is still snoring, as the deputy chief of the sales department, except for a few limited figures such as the factory director, secretary, and section chief, he is already a little bit of a right, so he doesn't have to worry about being late, unlike Qian Hong, who has to get up and go to school no matter how reluctant he is.

Dressing, washing, and eating breakfast, when Qian Hong stepped on a pair of black ugly water boots and went out with a huge bamboo umbrella, his mother did not forget to instruct: "Don't play in the water, be careful of catching a cold, and go to grandpa's house to hide after school in the afternoon if it rains too much." ”

"Well, I know!" Turning around and waving his hand at his mother, Qian Hong walked into a dripping rain.

It was not only raining, but it was also very cloudy, as if it was stuck in the time of dawn.

Looking up at the sky, the layers of dark clouds are in a heavy mood, the rumbling thunder is far and near, and you can see silver snake-like lightning in the distance, it is really a bad weather.

The rain seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, Qian Hong couldn't help but speed up his pace, and the other people on the street were similar, holding umbrellas and wearing raincoats, hurrying to their respective destinations in the heavy rain.

The closer to the school, the more small hairy heads on the street, but at this moment no one was in the mood to talk and play, one or two wanted to rush into the classroom as soon as possible, suddenly a strong wind hit, more than ten meters away from Qian Hong, a little guy's umbrella was instantly overturned by the strong wind, the umbrella bone turned outward, completely lost the function of blocking the rain.

But most of the little hairy heads in this era are free-range, and the adaptability is very strong, and the unknown little guy immediately put the umbrella in the direction of the strong wind, and easily pushed the umbrella bone back to the original state, just a moment of negligence made his clothes wet 2-3 percent.

couldn't help but smile slightly, Qian Hong was about to speed up his pace again, but a thunderbolt exploded above his head!

"Boom! Click...... Ahh

This big explosion thunder is really too insidious, there was no warning before, and after the thunder was followed by a lightning bolt, which illuminated the surrounding space in an instant, as if someone took the flash of the camera to Qian Hong, so frightened that Qian Hong almost squatted on the ground, and he heard a scream from the side.

Turning her head, it was Wang Rui, who was sitting paralyzed in a pool of rain at the moment, and the umbrella in her hand was blown away, but she only covered her ears with her hands, obviously frightened by the big explosion that had just been sneak attacked.