On the annual Children's Day, Mo Feng will be on the stage. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 During his time in elementary school, Mo Feng slowly grew long hair, and at that time, the hair was thin and soft, and each one was a light golden color. In short, it doesn't look jet-black hair.

Playing skipping rope at my grandmother's house, when I jumped up and down, my grandmother said that the little girl with blond hair would have a good life.

As the length of the hair grows, from the boy's head to his ears, to the long hair that falls under the shawl. Every morning, after getting up and standing on the balcony, Mo Feng's grandmother picked up the number and divided the hairline in Mo Feng's head, helping her tie up a high spiritual ponytail.

Mo Feng's temperament becomes delicate and sensitive with the length of his hair. I once bought a long hairpin, but it happened to be late that day, and I got the hairpin down, so I went to class. Every morning during eye exercises, students come for check-ups.

For example, check whether the nails are too long, whether the red scarf is worn, and whether the grooming is neat. And Mo Feng, who only wore a hairpin and his hair was draped, was recruited for the first time, so the class was deducted points. At that time, the entanglement in my heart was uncomfortable, and it could be said that it was raining and turning clouds, and my face was thin and tight.

At that time, students would be holding all kinds of hair bands that now seem inferior in a variety of colors, from fluorescent green to fluorescent blue, and back to red. Only I can't think of it, and there is no merchant who can't do it. Mo Feng's favorite is natural and pink. The strange thing is that when wearing a natural headband, Grandma is more sensitive and says that it is unlucky.

Although Mo Feng is small, he does not believe in ghosts and gods. I always feel that adults burn incense and worship Buddha, set off firecrackers during festivals, and set off fireworks are extravagant and wasteful, and unnecessary.

At that time, the lonely and introverted little Mo Feng naturally didn't know what it was to be lively and festive. Why is it called a group, and what is a family? Worshipping Buddha is not only superstition, but also faith, and it is a profound culture.

Xiao Mo Feng only felt empty and lonely, helpless and pitiful. Mo Feng would only hold Grandma's hand, lose his temper at Grandma alone, ask for this, eat this, eat that. And when you put her in a wider space, it is all kinds of discomfort.

Even if it's when Daddy is there, even if it's Mo Feng's grandmother who loves Mo Feng very much, even if it's the mother's house that she loves to go to. Even if it's a variety of teachers who seem to be chatty.,Even if it's a real uncle with a sense of family.,And a cousin who always likes to call her sister.。 In my heart, except for my grandmother, everything else is nothing more than rustiness and resistance.

Mo Feng also began to make friends, not those parents knew and played together since childhood. It's a calm girl in the class with short neutral hair.

Mo Feng forgot how he met her. At noon, there was a cafeteria and a small vegetable garden in the elementary school.

Mo Feng rarely goes to the vegetable garden. I remember that once my aunt went to the vegetable garden, and when she came back and went to the playground with Mo Feng, she pinched her clothes, and something was wet, like paste. Although Mo Feng just saw it in his eyes, the shadow area in his heart was many times larger than that of Grandma.

At that time, it was pristine, and insects could appear on all kinds of dishes. For example, in the vegetable garden in the school, in addition to sometimes cute dragonflies, which are not sensitive when they walk in, and can be gently grabbed by children, there are also all kinds of big insects that are terrifying, and the big vegetable insect is a kind of fat as the ring finger. There are caterpillars in the grass, and variants of brightly colored caterpillars, and soft ones that look like shellless snails, and leeches, that magical black color. At that time, except for the trunk of the tree, the corner of the wall. In addition to a piece of soft-shelled snails, there are also huge black-shelled snails, compared to the small snails the size of fingernails, the black-shelled guy can really be described as a cow.

Praying mantis of all colors is also often seen, with dead leaves and green ones. The two mantis hands in front of him are like knives, looking extremely fierce and harmful.

However, there are no more locusts at most, and in late summer and early autumn, when the rice fields in the south are ripe, locusts one or two, often jumping into the house at night. At the same time, there are also beetles, seven-star ladybugs. The big black sk mantis.

Speaking of black earth, big, and very capable of flying around the skantis.

At that time, Mo Feng's aunt was very good at cooking all kinds of delicious food, and at night, dinner was one thing, and supper was indispensable for a good meal. It was a good night, and the lighting in the suite was not bad. A large ceramic basin, steaming hot, filled with shiitake mushroom broth.

Mo Feng also ate with relish, and so did Grandma. Then I was shocked to find that there was a sk mantis in the soup that was obviously scalded to death, and it was really a big and fat one.

Mo Feng said to Grandma, it should be a crisp cough cough when you eat it.

Grandma is one thing, Daddy is another.

For example, once, Grandma estimated that she was sick again in the hospital, and Daddy washed a lot of fungus, and what kind of meat, boiled it into a pot of soup, Mo Feng ate it, and felt that it tasted a little weird, and he still felt that a man cooked it or it should be like this.

Then lift the lid of the pot, and the floating cockroach is really not a hallucination.

These are not big kitchen accidents, in the nineties, when the ecology is still leveraged, in spring and summer, the greens can often hide all kinds of small cabbage insects, there are many varieties, sometimes not insects will be eggs.

At that time, the meat is left a little bit, and the next day it may either have eggs or small insects that move.

Another time that provoked Mo Feng to scream was a peeling of oranges, and then eating petals after petals, and suddenly found the little thing wriggling in the orange petal. Screaming doesn't mean that Mo Feng is afraid of this bug, it's just that 10,000 can't imagine that it can appear here, it's really too unprepared.

After that scream, Mo Feng's aunt was furious, and this always gentle lady showed her sensitive side for the first time. said, "How can it be called like murder." ”

This is this extremely ladyy aunt in Mo Feng's eyes, and she began to inexplicably show a hostile attitude towards more or less events in this world, and in her brain, some factors that were not very good in the first place began to look for opportunities to dominate this lady.

Mo Feng's personality treats people close to him, and he is always prone to show arrogance and uninhibitedness. That original form was revealed, when I was a child, I was just facing my grandma alone, and then gradually I never came to the meeting on the way to study, and I was able to treat my good friends in a more real form, until later, Mo Feng was even able to treat anyone in front of me freely, and used a seemingly casual topic to talk about the topic that expressed her true thoughts. Belly Black needs a seed, and of course, it also needs to have all kinds of grinding and skill gets.