My sugar is not so delicious, and after eating it, I will be beaten with pigweed, and Tie Dan and Jin Mei will be beaten with a basket of pigweed.

It was not until the evening that Yang Yushan and Li Shan came back.

Yang Yu's eyebrows were rippling with spring.

Li Shan often looks at the sky, as if he can't wait for the sky to get dark.

Dinner was made by grandmother Yang Cuihua, and Li Feng was next to her for technical guidance.

I wanted to perform in person, but my small body really couldn't lift the iron pot at home, the only heirloom in the family, the old object before liberation, almost a dozen pounds.

Stewed vermicelli with pork and cabbage for dinner, Li Feng crossed the first time to eat fresh meat, ate two more bowls, his little belly was round and round, and the cloth belt tied on the waistband of his pants was deliberately loosened.

Yang Yushan seems to have forgotten the arrogant words of "this thing can be sold for money, and the old lady will not eat for three days" a few days ago, and she is the happiest at home.

As night fell, Li Mei and Yang Cuihua went to the village to visit the door, Yang Yushan sewed and mended by the fire pond, and her biggest skill was to repair the torn clothes and pants into something that could be worn again.

Three years of poverty and three years of richness, another three years of sewing and mending, and finally it is so rotten that it will be put into the sole of the shoe, and the ultimate waste utilization.

To put it bluntly, the family is poor.

Li Feng remembers that until high school, he did not wear sewn clothes.

At that time, it was not because the family became rich, but because the school had a school uniform, one set a year, and Li Feng wore the school uniform every day, and the same was true for the university.

Li Mei was playing with glass marbles by the fire, and Li Feng teased her casually for a while, and she giggled.

"You still have to go to school on a cloudy day, you take your sister to sleep. ”

Li Shan was also smoking a cigarette in the fire pit, and when it was dark, he saw Li Mei yawning when he was tired of playing, so he chased Li Feng and Li Mei like flies.

"My sister is sleepy, your grandmother doesn't know when she will come back, and your mother has to make up a few clothes, so you take your sister to sleep tonight." ”

Yang Yushan was also on the side to help.

After more than a month, Li Mei either slept with her grandparents, or slept with Yang Yushan and Li Shan, and Li Feng had not been allowed to take her for a night, Li Feng was a little surprised.

Li Feng also kicked the quilt when he slew, and Li Mei did the same, to be honest, he didn't want to take Li Mei at night, and just wanted to reply a few words, when he saw a large glass of wolfberry soaked water in front of his father Li Shan, Li Feng understood in seconds.

There's a battle tonight!

Don't be a good kid and don't add to your parents, especially those in their early thirties.

"Let's go, brother will tell you fairy tales!" took Li Mei's hand and went to sleep in the house.

After the Little Red Riding Hood story, Li Mei fell asleep.

During the day, I walked the six-mile mountain road, tired, and it didn't take long for Li Feng to fall asleep, and he slept very well, and he didn't hear any movement until dawn.

The next morning, Yang Yu steamed the white flour bun for the first time, Li Feng crossed the first time to eat the white flour bun, ate two schoolbags and packed two, I really wanted to say to Li Shan, "Thank you, Baba!".

At noon, Wang Xiaoer looked at Li Feng's lunch box and said to Li Feng in surprise: "Hey! Your family has finally steamed white flour buns!"

That face is like a prostitute visiting a nightclub and finding a virgin.

After a month, I listened to Li Feng talk about Journey to the West every day, and this kid was familiar with Li Feng, and he could say everything.

Li Feng also got acquainted with him, often pit him on biscuits and soda, and often tease him when he had nothing to do.

For example, Li Feng sometimes teased him, "Do your parents often fight at night?"

The bear child would sometimes reply, "The one who beat him fiercely, his clothes and pants are gone...... ”

"Eat less meat!"

In response to what he said just now, Li Feng pulled a few pieces of meat from his lunch box into his lunch box unceremoniously.

"Didn't I just give you a pack of biscuits?" Wang Xiaoer was afraid that it would be the first time he saw such a shameless person, and his little face suddenly darkened.

"Or, the meat and biscuits will be returned to you, uncle, I will strike for a day today, and I won't talk about Journey to the West!" Li Feng knew the harm of Journey to the West to the little child, and threw a piece of meat in his mouth and chewed it, and said very shamelessly.

"What happened to Sun Wukong?" Wang Xiaoer immediately compromised and changed his smile.

Li Feng ate and drank to his heart's content, patted his little belly and sighed very contentedly and said, "Sun Wukong is dead!"

Wang Xiaoer was taken aback: "How did he die?"

"Died of childbirth!"

"Why?"

"Because he secretly drank the holy water of his daughter's country, he is pregnant!"

Wang Xiaoer: "...... Can Monkey King come back to life?"

Li Feng sighed: "Yes, but you need a bottle of soda." ”

Wang Xiaoer gritted his teeth, "I'll go to the shop to buy it now, you must bring Sun Wukong back to life." ”

"Two bottles!" Li Feng added lightly.

"Two bottles are two bottles!" Wang Xiaoer left in a hurry, lacking the era of entertainment, Sun Wukong can't die.

The rich second generation is good, there is a huge sum of money or two in his pocket at any time, which is like Li Feng, his pocket is cleaner than his face every day, and he finally earned some money and Yang Yushan was confiscated.

Recently, I have eaten meat every day, a little hot, and my mouth is dry, in order not to affect the storytelling, I have no choice but to pit Wang Xiaoer, who calls him the rich second generation.

It's almost time to have lunch, and there are already a lot of classmates around, both men and women, waiting eagerly for Li Feng to speak.

This has become a beautiful scenery in the school, as long as it is not Saturday and Sunday, at noon, many students will spontaneously come to Li Feng's side.

Of course, they also have one or two fruit candies in their pockets.

The habit of listening to stories and giving sugar has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

When Wang Xiaoer came back, Li Feng opened a bottle of soda very comfortably and took two sips, and another bottle of schoolbag with an unchanged face began to make money.

Although her sister Li Mei is already a little disgusted with fruit candy, the reason is that Li Feng brings back too much every day, but this candy is not bad, as long as Li Mei is cut off for two days, Li Feng believes that Li Mei will cry and shout "Ah fruit!

There are also Tie Dan and Jin Mei, the head of the poor village is also a poor household, Li Feng found that it was easier to use sugar than to fool with her mouth, so that the two of them would help fight pigweed without regrets.

According to the custom, on the day when the family kills the New Year's pig, the whole village will come to the house to be idle, at most, the pig's bladder will be given to Tie Dan and Jin Mei as balloons for free on the day of the New Year's pig.

The pig bladder drains the urine cleanly, rubs it twice and blows it up, and it can be used as a balloon to play.

"I'm so generous!" Li Feng praised himself in his heart.

Getting back to the point, Li Feng began to lecture, one session a day, and ninety-nine eighty-one was enough for him to finish a semester.

Everyone gathered in a circle, Li Feng was spitting in the center, talking and laughing, Sun Wukong, Tang monk, Zhu Bajiesha, and the four-person gang stirred up the storm, and all kinds of demons disappeared.

But if you look closely, the scene is a bit like a beggar gang holding a hero meeting, with a group of children in tattered clothes surrounding a tattered child.

Li Feng counted the patches on his body, there were as many as eight places, so he was considered an eight-bag elder.

Except for Wang Xiaoer, everyone else is similar to Li Feng.