On an early summer afternoon, the warm sun and a gentle breeze blow the green branches, rustling and rustling. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Occasionally, a bird cuts through the sky, leaving a trail of chirping.

Gongliang stretched and woke up.

Even when he was on the road, after eating at noon, he would still take some time to take a nap. One is to rejuvenate and the other is to enjoy the rare quiet time of this afternoon. Life is already so helpless, why not enjoy every day?

In previous lives, even in the rush of time.

Every noon, he would brew a pot of cinnamon-flavored Wuyi rock tea, put a bésamemucho, and slowly smell, taste, and listen. In the warm sunlight shining into the room, accompanied by the faint melancholy and sultry melody of Bésamemucho, quietly reminisce, enjoy the comfort and comfort of that moment!

Mi Gu is still lying on her body and falling asleep, she likes to sleep on the round and soft hair the most, followed by Gongliang's belly, lying on it, with the belly undulating, it feels very fun.

Although Round Rolling is a little bit at odds with Migu, it doesn't seem to resist Migu sleeping on her, maybe there's also a reason why it's useless to resist.

Gongliang looked at the little guy, his eyes were full of love, he touched her little head, and felt that the little guy's hair was a little long, and it was time to cut it.

This little thing's hair is different from others, they are sagging down, but she is growing up against the sky. Some time ago, he wanted to cut her hair, but then he forgot about it. Anyway, it was okay in the afternoon, so Gongliang woke up Mi Gu and cut her hair.

Miya rubbed her eyes and woke up, listening to Baba's words and sitting on a chair.

Gongliang wrapped a hide around her chest and took out scissors to cut it.

Mi Gu saw the big scissors in his hand, his eyes suddenly widened, and he said a little scared, Baba, you have to be careful, don't cut it evenly.

"Don't worry! Dad's craftsmanship is very good, and Dad will cut a beautiful bun for you later." Gongliang said confidently.

Mmmm, Mi Gu was very happy, and said curiously, Baba, what is a bun head!

"Bun head? It's like a bun head. Gongliang replied very unnutritious.

So what are buns!, Miya asked, wagging his tail.

There are many kinds of steamed buns, including big pig buns, meat buns, barbecued pork buns, soup dumplings, xiaolongbao, leek buns, bean paste buns, lotus paste buns..."

Gongliang suddenly felt wrong, he cut her hair, why did he popularize the knowledge of steamed buns?

Mi Gu listened to Baba's introduction, swallowed his saliva very angrily, and asked, Baba, is the bun delicious?

"Delicious. We're going to start cutting our hair, stop talking, or it will fall into your mouth. ”

Gongliang didn't want to answer any questions about the bun now, so in order to avoid the little kid asking again, he quickly picked up the scissors and cut them. Migu had no choice but to shut up, but his mouth was flattened.

According to Gongliang's idea, he wanted to cut a pointed bun hairstyle for the little guy with a round ball on both sides and a slight tip in the middle. It's a pity that there is often a gap between ideas and reality, and he also thinks too highly of his haircutting level. As a result, at the end, looking at Mi Gu's messy hair like a chicken coop, he scratched his neck a little embarrassed, how could this be?

When I woke up, I lay on the side to watch Gongliang cut Mi Gu's hair and the chicks, and when I saw him cut Mi Gu's hair, I looked at each other, and the little eyes were very subtle.

Gongliang scratched his eyebrows, thought about it depressedly, and didn't show off his super strong haircutting level again, and directly bulldozed Migu's hair and cut it flat.

In the end, after carefully observing it, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, not ugly. But in good conscience, it's not pretty.

After cutting his hair, Gongliang took Mi Gu to the spring to wash his hair.

The little guy took pictures and photos in the water, and was very satisfied with Gongliang's hair, flew to his side, and rubbed his face affectionately. At the end, the stinky fart flew to the round and the chicks to show off. However, her display this time was useless, because neither the round nor the chicks liked her hairstyle.

At night, Gongliang stayed in the cave he found in the morning.

The bonfire during the day cleared the smell of the cave away, but it was still a little cold, so Gongliang took out the animal skin tent and set it up to sleep.

Nothing was said all night.

In the early morning, under the slightly white sky, the mountains of the great wilderness are as black as iron, solemn and solemn.

The red sun rises, and the successive mountain peaks are reflected by the light into an inky blue color, and then the mist rises, and the milky white veil separates the heavy mountains, leaving only the cyan peaks, like a landscape painting with light brush and ink, sparse and dense. After a while, the fog cleared, and the bare rock walls and cliffs were dyed red by the sun, and gradually turned bronze again, and the green trees and grass were contrasted with each other, making it look particularly beautiful.

Gongliang got up early, walked out of the cave, and came to the open space in front of the mountain to practice sanda boxing.

Rice Valley, Round Rolling, and Chicken were also crowed by him.

Mi Gu learned to fight boxing in style; Yuan Rolling was ordered by Gongliang to lose weight, not only boxing, but also running; and the chick kept flapping its wings on the side, hoping to fly freely in the clouds like Mi Gu as soon as possible.

A gentle breeze blows the fresh scent of the mountains.

Hey...

As if he smelled something, he immediately ran towards the high mountain covered with green trees.

Mi Gu always paid attention to the movements around him, and when he saw the round roll leaving, he immediately flew to report to Gongliang.

Gongliang likes to hear her call round and rolling names, and when she used to call round and rolling names, sometimes she used the fourth tone to remove the accent, and sometimes she used the rolling positive tone and the second tone, yang sound, and also led the tail note. Now it's the second kind of direct call, listening to her milky voice and calling it rolling, it's very fun.

Baba, roll away.

Seeing that Baba didn't speak, Mi Gu shouted again.

Gongliang said, "Then you go over and see what it's doing." ”

Well, Miya happily took over the task and flew after the circle.

Round and fast running through the jungle on the slopes of the high mountains, unaware that Migu was following closely on it.

After running for a while, I came to a small valley in the mountains, where there were no weeds and trees, only a clump of green bamboo. There is a spring between the walls of the valley, and there is a small pool under the spring. A pool of spring water slowly flows out of the overflowing pool.

As soon as the round roll entered the valley, he went straight to the green bamboo, smelled it, looked at it, and folded a new bamboo shoot from the green bamboo and sat on the ground, ready to feast.

Suddenly, Migu flew down from the sky and spat at it.

The round ball suddenly fell to the ground, unable to move.

Mi Gu stepped forward to take the bamboo shoots, smelled them, and took a bite of them, they were sweet, cool, and delicious. Take it back and give it to Baba. She flew to the place where she had been.

As for what to do with the round, she didn't think about it for the time being.

(To be continued.) )