God will not starve to death the blind house finch, the premise is that the blind house finch takes the initiative to go out to forage for food, if it stands on the branch and waits for God to put the food to his mouth, he will only be starved to death. When the calf walked out of the village, he thought about how to get ahead, and whenever the second child fell asleep, he would light a choking dry cigarette and smoke it slowly.

The world is full of knowledge, and the practice of human feelings is the article.

This calf does not have such a high consciousness, but it does not prevent him from farming very professionally, from which to see a trace of truth, when planting, every other month he will sit in the field, under the scorching sun does not feel how hard, he likes to see, look at the boundless cornfield, swaying when the breeze hits, beautiful.

He has never seen the aurora of the North Pole, has not seen the mountains on Mount Tai, has not ridden a horse on the grassland, and has not advanced bravely in the sea, he thinks that this is the most beautiful scenery in the world.

At the same time, he also knows that the reason why this patch of corn grows is due to the seeds that have been sown a few months ago, and the careful care that has taken place over the past few months.

If you don't sow seeds, you may grow a few corns, but those are also seeds left over from last year, or wild.

Without his parents, he knew that without this virtue, and without the blessing of last year and the year before last, he had to rely on himself to grow corn seedlings on the black and bare land.

Corn must be fertilized to grow, and people must have noble people to grow.

He didn't believe it even more, with Zhang Xiao'e's appearance and body background, he could coquettishly run over and seduce him, crying and shouting to let himself climb into her bed, could it be that there was something long, he was sure that no one saw him when he peed. Never overestimating himself is an unchangeable nature in this peasant.

Then there is only one reason left: Liu Qingqing!

said why Liu Qingqing valued himself, he didn't know, and he was very confused until now, but he was unwilling to give up this opportunity.

There are many ways to go in this life, the important ones are just a few steps, there are also a lot of things to say, there are only a few important words, and there are many people who need to know, so many important ones. If you want to succeed, you have to take a few more steps, say a few more words, and get to know two more people.

He wasn't sure if Liu Qingqing was the noble person in his life, so he had to observe, carefully and unhurriedly, and take root in a small, grocery store with no future in sight, probably because of the critical situation at the time, but more importantly, he wanted to get close to someone who could pull him.

was looked down upon here, criticized by others, and even a little woman like Zhang Xiao'e could ride on his lap and rub her head roughly, which could not be said to hurt her self-esteem.

However, he can endure it, farming has wind and rain, and life is impermanent.

The process is important, and the result is even more important!

An Tao can calculate his niece for the house, and Dr. Ge can sell his medical ethics for money, which is not a conjecture of conspiracy theories, what is Liu Qingqing's intentions?

He still has to observe, watch patiently.

Even if it's a life of living for a while, you can't eat all day.

"Is it fragrant?"

He asked stupidly.

"Incense, what a fucking incense"

Cao Wumiao gritted his teeth for affirmation, holding the lunch box in his hand, looking at the remaining rice grains and oil and water inside, hesitated for a long time, but still didn't lick it, this is definitely not because it is not his own lunch box, the people who pick the door are all buckled to the bones, if it is not for the consideration of letting the calf see it, throw away the lunch box, there is no use of the tableware to deliver the meal tomorrow, he can't eat, he can save some rice for his own family, can he not lick it?

Looking at his tangled eyes, Liu Feiyang laughed again, and then slowly turned his head and looked at Longteng Bar.

This is a game of patience, which makes people value the capital that is valued, he picked up the business card several times and trembled and walked on thin ice, which can make everyone shout Sister Qing, and can make a character like Dr. Ge, who has never been in her eyes, proudly face herself with a kitchen knife, what kind of character should she be, and what kind of strength will she have?

While he was curious, he also decided that it was a thick leg.

He wanted to hug it, but he was afraid of being kicked aside by Liu Qingqing, and his apprehension and entanglement were intertwined in his heart.

Take out one dry tobacco, take out two dry tobacco, if you can't do it, just three, nicotine can act as a stimulant after all.

He knew that if he just went to the past like this, he would fall behind, and the business card would become worthless, and he still needed to be hard to strike iron, let alone a person?

Just like Zhang Xiao'e, who thinks he is stupid, isn't he a wild cat in estrus who is looked down upon?

If you can't restrain it, you have to restrain it, and if you can't suppress it, you have to suppress it.

He always warned himself in his heart that everyone can brag, talk about the mountains, and think very highly of himself, there are too many smart people in this world, but there is a lack of fools like him.

Knowing that people appreciate themselves, they don't take the initiative to come forward.

Stay up time, stay up in life, and stay up to the weight that others value you.

It was already two o'clock in the morning after work, Zhang Xiao'e walked back to the rented house, she worked outside during the school holidays, and she was also a self-motivated girl, walking alone in the dark alley, and then walked into the cold house, she subjectively needed someone to accompany her, and she didn't want the calf to accompany her for the time being.

Unless, Liu Qingqing urges her.

Liu Qingqing also got off work, the treatment was much better, Zhang Teng's Santana was always ready for her, got in the car, closed her eyes tiredly, and there would be a sentence in her ears, go to my house tonight, she would answer: Don't go. Zhang Teng is not pressing, and she will not explain.

This has been the case for several years.

Until now, it seems that Liu Feiyang is the only one walking alone in this silent midnight, carrying the lunch box that was almost licked by Cao Wumiao in his hand, looking ahead with his head raised and his chest high, so that he will not reach out and lose his fingers, but he is also shrouded in haze.

Today's An Ran was wronged, he didn't know if An Ran's heart fluctuated, but he did think so in his heart, from the first time he saw this girl, Liu Feiyang completely fell into her world, even if the word love was something he had never touched.

I don't care about Zhang Xiao'e, let her be pretentious, don't care about Liu Qingqing, let her be scheming.

But in the face of Enron, he was in a hurry from the inside out.

The gate is not locked, just hang the lock on it, open the door, lock the door and walk into the yard, it is also dark inside, the first thing to pass by is their house, the second child did not draw the curtains, in fact, about the second child is also a problem, every day is not a way, what can he do, and what should be done, so far I haven't thought about it.

He didn't enter the house immediately, but habitually lit a cigarette, walked lightly to the window of An Ran, squatted down against the wall, and inhaled slowly, enjoying the tranquility of this moment.

I like to watch the moon get bigger and bigger day by day, and I like the moonlight to spread on myself.

This is not the first time he has done such a thing, since An Ran's mother left, he has to come out every night to squat under the wall and smoke a cigarette and then go back.

It all starts with a song: Tonight I came out of your window again, and how lovely your shadow is on the curtains...

It's just that the curtain in the lyrics has a figure, and the window above his head is dark.