"Brother~ Don't be scary, I'm scared enough. ”

Zhang Zifeng was so angry that she covered Ye Mingxuan's mouth to prevent him from making a sound, her already tense nerves were almost lost when she was so frightened by Ye Mingxuan.

"Zi Feng, beat him, this guy is too bad. ”

The two girls on the swing were also scared enough, and Xue Yingmeng instigated Zhang Zifeng to beat Ye Mingxuan twice to relieve her anger.

"Bear child, give me a surprise!" Teacher Huang skewered strawberry skewers in the kitchen, this time there were not many strawberries, and he used this time at noon to make some strawberry sugar gourds for the girls to satisfy their hunger, so he didn't give them to the village children.

"Lively, active, this is what youth should look like, if he is like you and me, you have to worry about it. ”

The old wolf also knows how to cook, and during the New Year's holidays, in fact, it seems that men are basically cooking at the age of the old wolf. (ps: Others don't know, anyway, we include my family here, and my dad cooks for the New Year.) ）

"Wolf, eat dumplings at noon, okay?"

"I'm not a picky eater. "The old wolf sat at the head of the stove, with a pair of firewood, chatting when he had something to say, singing when he was quiet, and having little curiosity about what was happening in the yard.

Teacher Huang looked into the yard from the window while stringing sugar gourds, with a smile on his face: "These children are so interesting, the children are so talented in education nowadays, I don't want us to be at that time, thinking about going up the tree and digging birds' nests all day long." ”

"Today's children are also simple, when we are as old as them, we understand everything, and we are much worse than them. The old wolf fiddled with the firewood and said, "Do you remember when we rode bicycles to Xiangshan to make an appointment with Huohuo's sweet potatoes?"

"Remember, why don't you remember, you, me, Xiaosong, and who else is that?"

"Zheng Jun!"

"Yes, and him, the four of us, riding a bicycle to steal sweet potatoes in someone's field, and we were unlucky enough to be caught (dei) by others. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Respect for youth. "Respect for the past. ”

"You just said that the roasted sweet potatoes didn't smell good at that time, right?" asked the old wolf with a chuckle as he took a sip of tea.

"Fragrant, what's not fragrant to eat at that time? Roasted sweet potatoes, baked potatoes, roasted corn, eat black mouths and laugh at each other!"

Teacher Huang thought back and sneered: "It's not your fault that I was caught. ”

"There's no way, you don't know my big two-eight, and I can't help it if I drop the chain!"

The old wolf smiled helplessly, he was nagged by these bad friends because of the chain of the bicycle in the first place, especially Xiaosong, who talked endlessly, it was annoying.

Different from the kitchen, the atmosphere in the yard was a little tense at this time, the first furnace was not filled with corn kernels, just the body of a simple hot popcorn machine, so Peng Peng was still yelling in the yard, and the atmosphere that was not very tense was also made nervous by him.

"Don't shout, I'm starting to get nervous. ”

Shiro Wangdui pinned the crowbar to the pressure relief valve, and the whole person leaned back almost on Peng Peng's body, Peng Peng stepped on the popcorn machine with one foot, kept his body away as much as possible, and hid behind Shiro Wangdui.

"Ah~ It's going to explode, it's going to explode, ah~"

Shiro Wangdui only felt that Peng Peng seemed to be shouting at his ear, and he was frightened, but at this time, the arrow was on the string, and he had to send it, gritting his teeth and working hard~

"Dangchang~"

But it was the lid of the popcorn machine that fell directly to the ground, making a crisp sound, not the imaginary "bang" like fireworks.

"Haha~"

"Haha~ It didn't sound, it scared me to death. Peng Peng got up in a dashing manner, trying to pretend to be heroic, but his slightly trembling voice betrayed him.

Zhang Zifeng and Ouyang Xue Yingmeng both breathed a sigh of relief, frightened, but there was no sound, a little disappointed and a little sober, Mao Mao was so frightened that his eyes were closed just now, and he didn't hear the sound for a long time before he opened his eyes cautiously, and took a sip to calm his nervous mood.

"How can it sound if there is nothing in it, the internal and external air pressure is almost the same, what are you shouting?"

Ye Mingxuan finished drinking the porridge, cleaned up the things on the table, returned to the pavilion, and looked at Peng Peng as if he had lived for the rest of his life after the catastrophe and said disdainfully.

"Brother, why don't you come, I'm really afraid!" Peng Peng retreated and looked at Ye Mingxuan as if asking for help.

"You are stupid, the most interesting thing in this section now is popcorn, work more and shoot more, four are not stupid?"

I just came down from the mountain, so I have to rest, don't I?

"Brother, what is the pile you put at the door?" Brother Liu always looked!" Zhang Zifeng looked at the coat with fruit that was thrown at the door, and asked suspiciously.

"Ahh

As soon as Zhang Zifeng asked, Ye Mingxuan patted his head in annoyance, almost forgetting all the fruits, fortunately Zhang Zifeng asked, otherwise he would have left at noon, and the program group would have been cheaper.

"Hey, we're guests, shouldn't we be asked first?"

Xue Yingmeng is already a big personality, after a day of getting along, he almost figured out the character of everyone in the mushroom house, as long as Ye Mingxuan doesn't mess with his sister, basically he won't care about you.

Pour the fruit in the coat into the frame, let Zhang Zifeng wash a few fruits for everyone, Ye Mingxuan went to Wang Zhengyu to talk about business, and returned the clothes to Brother Liu by the way.

"Director Wang, Wang Zhengyu. ”

"Ang, sell fruit?" Wang Zhengyu lay on his rocking chair, leisurely shaking his fan.

"Are you floating?"

Sitting down with the little horse in his hand, Ye Mingxuan looked at Director Wang for a long time, and asked with a pout.

"If you're not here next time, I'll liberate you!"

Director Wang sat up straight and handed the fan to the person next to him: "Five yuan for a pound of fruit, whether you like to sell it or not." ”

"I think you're really floating, I haven't left yet. ”

Ye Mingxuan raised his fist and asked, "Do you know?" ”

"Ouch, no, I'm injured, I have to arrange the hardest and most tiring work for Zhang Zifeng next time. ”

Wang Zhengyu covered his heart and screamed exaggeratedly. If you don't believe it, it won't cure you?

"Uh~ give two hundred, how about it's all yours?"

What if the hateful Wang Zhengyu frantically let his sister do the heaviest work?

"Deal. Wang Zhengyu waved his hand: "Bring our fruit over, everyone has a share!"

"The trees are falling and scattered, and the people are walking to the tea and cool, the way of this world ~ hey ~ people's hearts are not ancient and people's hearts are not ancient~"

Ye Mingxuan glanced at Wang Zhengyu with slanted eyes, and mocked with a long sigh.

"It's three, it's three, Maomao, can you take a turn?"

Peng Peng, who had been quiet for a few minutes, began to shout again, encouraging the timid Mao Mao to turn around the popcorn machine for a while.

"Maomao, take out your manhood, what are you afraid of?"

"Come on!"

"Come!"

Maomao just covered her ears and shook her head, didn't say anything, and didn't mean to get up.

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