Chapter 9: Apricot Yellow (6) (11)

The stick baby pushed him and replied disdainfully, who is like you, you have no backbone at all. Throw a bone, and you will be called by a golden mallet, and you will not be able to distinguish between the true and the false. Fool.

Dong Solstice ignored it, and asked again, what official does she want to mention to your father.

Bangwa frowned and thought about it, and said, it seems to be the manager of the acquisition department or something. I think it's just leading a group of people to run errands outside the mountain, and there's nothing to do.

Dong Solstice immediately said, I think you are doing it for your father, so you said such a relaxing thing. I have to sell it cheaply, and I don't think I'm sorry. Apricot boy, you say, he's not oh. With that, he hit the apricot boy and lay down on his back.

Xingzi asked the winter solstice, what do you have in your pocket, so hard.

The stick baby pulled up the winter solstice and asked, tell me quickly, what kind of good thing is it, don't you hurry up and take it out so that we can take a look.

Dong Solstice said with a smile, there is nothing good, but when I was eating at my grandfather's house tonight, I took some candy in my hand, and I haven't had time to give it to the two of you. As he spoke, he took out a paper bun from his trouser pocket and spread it out. Under the quiet moonlight, a vague candy appeared in the shape.

The stick baby honestly and unceremoniously snatched it up, grabbed a handful and stuffed it into her mouth. muttered and said, I know that you kid is not authentic, and you are reluctant to give good things to the guys, so you just want to eat alone.

The winter solstice is urgent, don't give me all the food, but also leave some for the two of us.

Bangwa sneered, your grandfather doesn't have any good things, just the good things sent by the people who come to burn incense and worship God, you can't eat it all in a year, do you care about such a little candy.

Winter Solstice shot back, talking nonsense, how can there be so many babbles. Most of the food sent is some rice grain cloth, how can it be eaten as fruit. It's like you, when you see Tian'er and your father eating fashionable fruits outside, you have diarrhea, and you won't bring some for the two of us to try it.

Bangwa said aggrievedly, where is it, my father is dead, it's very different from before. When he saw the sky, he guarded me like a thief, and he was not allowed to eat and move.

Dong Solstice sneered, no wonder. I saw a big pocket sewn into the placket of your gown, just to steal the fruit. Your family is clearly dedicated to the public, but it turns out that there are also treacherous people. It's all work that harms others and benefits oneself.

Bangwa's face turned red. Fortunately, the moonlight was dark and was not noticed by Xingzi and Dong Solstice. He responded to the winter solstice and said, don't talk about me all the time. You're so good,. I heard that your third uncle is also going to open a restaurant in the village, and he will occupy your grandfather's old house and drive the pillars to move the nest, right?

Xingzi was shocked, and blurted out that the winter solstice, is it true? Do you want to drive the pillars to move the nest?

The winter solstice twisted for a long time, and finally couldn't make a sound, which can be regarded as acquiescence.

Bangwa took advantage of the victory and pursued, you still don't know. It's a shame that you're still messing around in the village all day long, and you're stupid. I heard about it in the bank hotel, and it is still the master of the second uncle and the four joys of the winter solstice. Zhu'er only found out today, and he was as anxious as an ant in a hot pot, asking people to intercede everywhere, and he didn't know what to do. Winter solstice, you have to confess, what's going on?

The winter solstice mutters, it's all an adult's business, how do I know.

At this point, Mao Lin had appeared on the edge of the wheat field, with a flickering dry tobacco pouch in his mouth. Bangwa hurriedly snuffed out the cigarette butt that was still burning in her hand, and rubbed the cigarette ash in front of her with her toes, and asked first, Dad, are you here, is my aunt gone? [End of Chapter]