Digging a pit to make a trap is Xiao Lang from the book to see and write, later after his mother died when he went up the mountain hungry to find food, the idea of digging a pit came up, at first because of the famine just a few years ago, even the most common hares and pheasants in the mountains are gone, Xiao Lang's trap has been ambushed for more than a year, and nothing has been caught.

After the animals in the deep mountains slowly expanded to the outside, and because the pit was not dug deeply, all animals with the ability to bounce fell into it, and it didn't take much effort to come up.

Xiao Lang removed the broken cover from the trap, and sure enough, the pit was empty, leaving only the hoof prints of some kind of animal.

Lin Qing didn't have anything to be disappointed about, she knew it would be like this, but she still fell into the well with a bad heart: "You are stuck in the digging? Look! It's such a deep pit, it's strange to be able to catch the prey." ”

Xiao Lang glanced at her faintly, very aggrieved, but he still covered the trap again, "I must be able to catch it, I will often come over to see it in the future." ”

"Dead eyes!" Lin Qing scolded in a milky voice, and the little fat finger pointed at him and said, "You take the time to bring a shovel over and dig a little deeper." "So that she can throw prey into this trap every once in a while, and the things in the space will have an excuse to take them out.

"How do you know that? Xiao Lang covered the trap, picked up Lin Qing and turned around and went down the mountain.

"You don't care how I know, do as I say. Lin Qing demanded strongly, and urged again with anxiety: "Did you hear that?"

"Hear, hear" Xiao Lang touched her head funny, this time Lin Qing rarely slapped his hand off.

When I got home, the old lady's lunch was almost ready, using a few mushrooms taken out of Lin Qing's space and adding slices of meat to make clear soup, a plate of scrambled eggs, a bowl of cold sprouts brought by Xiaozhu's mother, and a thick rice porridge, the courtyard was full of fragrance, and the first year of provoking Chu squatted at the door of the kitchen pitifully waiting for the lunch that belonged to it.

When Lin Qing came back, he saw this scene, and couldn't help laughing, broke free from Xiao Lang's arms and stepped forward to pick up the first junior high, Xiao Lang touched his nose, he had no conscience, and saw that he had never been so affectionate.

Carrying Chu Yi into the kitchen, Lin Qing said helplessly to the old lady: "Milk, you are bullying Chu Yi again." "The old lady doesn't want to see the first day of junior high school, the whole family knows this, and it is Lin Qing's fault in the final analysis.

In the eyes of the old lady, the domestic cat can live if she gives it anything to eat, but the first day of the new year is different, in order to eat meat, she follows Lin Qing every day, especially when eating, Lin Qing also lives up to her expectations, every meal, as long as there is meat, she secretly feeds it.

The old lady is not happy, a cat is nothing but gold, for a long time, the first day of junior high school is not very popular with the old lady.

Because the first year of junior high school eats a lot of good things in space, as if he has spirituality, he knows that the old lady does not want to see it, so he obediently does not dare to step forward to provoke the old lady, and the old lady seems to be deliberate, every time she cooks something in the kitchen, as long as Lin Qing is not there, the first day of the first year of junior high school can only squat at the door of the kitchen and look greedy, and she can't scream, otherwise the old lady will directly drive it away.

"It's not that the milk doesn't want to see it, it's that it doesn't hurt anyone. "The old lady made a good excuse.

Lin Qing looked at the first year of junior high school in his arms, his fat little body was a few laps older than cats of the same age, and his big cat's eyes were ignorant and cute.

Uncle Tai smiled in front of the stove, "Your grandmother dislikes it for being picky eaters and eating well." ”

The old lady is silent, is this a default?

Lin Qing sighed in embarrassment: "If you listen to milk in the future, give it rice soup every day." ”

"It's beautiful!" the old lady was still distressed, "there is no rice soup, there is wheat bran at home, and I mixed it with water and fed it." ”

Yes, now I don't even have the rice soup that I don't want to see on the first day of the new year.

Chu Yi was a little ignorant, and suddenly stared at the pair of pitiful big eyes and screamed a few times, and Lin Qing helped it smooth its hair comfortingly.

During the meal, the old lady scooped her a bowl of mushroom meat slice soup, Lin Qing picked out all the mushrooms and ate them, and the remaining meat slices were secretly fed to the first junior high under the table, and the old lady stared at one person and one cat with a heart.

Xiao Lang hated that iron could not be made of steel and gently pulled down the corner of the little girl's clothes, and Lin Qing, who realized it later, smiled at the old lady flatteringly, and obediently took two pieces of meat and ate them, and the old lady gave her a few scrambled eggs with chopsticks, and after seeing that she had eaten them, she let go of this time with satisfaction.

After eating, Lin Qing swayed back and forth in the yard to eliminate food, and by the way, she inspected the phlox she planted, which had grown a lot taller, the old lady said before that it was too dense and needed to be planted separately, but now it is estimated that the seedlings can be planted.

"Milk, when will the flowers I planted sprout?" When he went to the house to find the old lady with the soles of his shoes, Lin Qing compared the Phlox seedlings, "It's so tall, milk, can you sprout?"

"Yo! It's so high? Grandma really didn't pay attention, but Grandma doesn't know how to grow flowers, let your uncle get it, your uncle used to grow medicinal chrysanthemums. "The old lady planted her crops so-so, let alone flowers.

Lin Qing nodded, and ran to find Uncle Tai again.

Uncle Tai and Xiao Lang were both in the kitchen, one was smoking dry tobacco, the other was washing pots and bowls, Lin Qing snatched Uncle Tai's dry tobacco and didn't let him smoke it anymore, "Uncle Tai, it's not good to smoke too much, let's stop smoking, help me plant flowers." ”

Uncle Tai couldn't twist Lin Qing, so he had to collect the dry tobacco bag to help her plant flowers, Xiao Lang also cleaned up the pot and followed curiously.

Lin Qing planted flowers at the beginning, and a row was planted under the courtyard wall and eaves, and it looked really good when it was connected, at first when the seedlings first appeared, the uncle asked what kind of flowers were this kind, Lin Qing said that he didn't know that the shirk was given by the old lady, and the old lady also said that he didn't know that the shirk was given by the buyer.

Now that it has grown a lot taller, Uncle Tai still can't recognize which kind of flower it is, and there are a few of them in the dense place, Lin Qing watched from the side and advised: "Don't be too thin, be next to each other, and when the flowers bloom in the future, they will be connected together, so beautiful." ”

"Now it's also connected? After half a foot of resting, the flowers will also be connected. Xiao Lang interjected on the side, feeling that it was all the same.

"That's not good-looking!" Lin Qing stared at him with his hands crossed on his hips, and the little adult seemed to comment: "What does it look like!"

Uncle Tai laughed: "Well, it's not good-looking." ”

Xiao Lang still couldn't figure it out, the wildflowers in the mountains were not also east and west, they looked good, nothing different, but seeing that the little girl had been staring at him dissatisfied, he didn't dare to say anything.

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The collection is not strong these days, so the children's shoes who read the book will be collected!