When I was a child, I knew a sister who would take delicate toys for Xiaoqing to play with and feed Xiaoqing noodles. Although I don't know what she looks like anymore, I always remember the word "fake Bund sister", which comes from the fact that there are some protruding streetlights like houses on the way to my sister's house, which are very similar to the streetlights on the side of the Bund pedestrian road.

Xiaoqing: "Mom, let's go play with the fake Bund sister today."

My sister is probably eight or nine years older than Xiaoqing, and she looks like a junior high school student.

Xi'er's mother: "Okay, let's buy some fruit and see them." ”

It's still the familiar old-fashioned public house, and the windows in the corridor are not covered with glass, but hollowed out cement, composed of various patterns.

When I arrived at my sister's house, my sister took out the five-pointed star folded in the plastic tube and gave it to Xiaoqing, and the earrings in the shape of various grapes were also given to Xiaoqing, and she also took out a basin, filled it with water, folded a few paper boats, and dripped candle oil around the paper boats, so the boat floated on the water.

The adults chatted in the living room, "Now I'm a child, I just need to be in charge of playing, but I still can't help but worry about my mother's work, life is so stressful, it's not easy to bring me up." Xiaoqing muttered.

"The noodles are cooked, come and eat them!" Adults shouted for children.

"Let her eat herself, don't feed her, don't let her develop the bad habit of being squeamish. My sister's mother said.

Xiaoqing pursed her lips, and said in her heart: When did I get too squeamish, only if I was too anxious to eat noodles and be burned, I can remember more than 20 years after your daughter fed me noodles.

"Why does this kid squint at people?" My sister and mother said.

"It's good to have no white eyes. "Xiaoqing is cross-eyed.

Xi'er's mother: "Hey, Xiaoqing is rude." ”

Children always don't have to hide their joy, anger and sorrow, they can laugh just after crying, and they can behave rebelliously and unruly.

I still remember going to my sister's house again after elementary school, my sister grew up and had more circles and friends of her own, and she still gave herself all the little toys, and she was not happy at all, and "The Silence of the Lambs" was playing on TV, but the pepper-flavored fried noodles were one of the highlights of that disappointing memory.

After eating lunch and bidding farewell to her sister's house, Xiaoqing took Xi'er's mother's hand and went home. The small hand holds the big hand, the big hand is so smooth, there are no vicissitudes of a person in his sixties, and traces of tanning, there are still some rough calluses left by doing housework, and the knuckles are a little thick.

As a child, you can not understand the hardships of your parents, but as an adult, even if outsiders don't know that you are an adult, you have the appearance of a child. I can't get over it in my heart.

When you encounter a bottleneck in comic creation, don't be angry with your family, even if you feel uncomfortable, you have to find a way to vent it. Fortunately, now with the power of the wooden bed, it is also a gift from the elderly Xiaoqing to his family. It can help reduce the burden on the family.

At this time, the mobile phone rang, and the other side told me that he could go back to the future.

But Xiaoqing is reluctant to have his current family, and Xiaoqing doesn't dare to fall asleep when he arrives at home, for fear that as soon as he wakes up, he has returned to the 21st century, and this nostalgic era...

Xiaoqing's sleepy eyes... Looking around, I still returned to the twenty-first century, my parents were cleaning up in the living room, and the lotus flower on the palm of my right hand was still there, and then the mobile phone rang again, and the opposite was my six-year-old self, six-year-old Xiaoqing said: "An old woman said that she is the future me, and you are also the future me, and she asked you to bring your parents back together." ”

After a good night's sleep, Xiaoqing traveled back to his five-year-old body, passed the Spring Festival of 06, returned to the future, and took his parents back to the past this time...

In front of them, a family of three in the 21st century and a family of three in the 20th century looked at each other, and the little black cat stood on the wooden bed with the other twelve cats.

There were six people in the room, and twelve cats were ringing: Next, the young you will take the old you to visit the past, and the old you will take the young you to see the future development.

The room was flying over, Xiaoqing, who was in his twenties, returned to his adult body, and the six-year-old Xiaoqing did not see everything in front of him, and the young parents had long been accustomed to all this, but they were surprised by the vicissitudes of their faces, and the old parents, holding a rag, had not adapted to the quarrel just now...