It was a good spring sun, and the owners in the house had halved the dishes, which could relieve a lot of burden on the stove. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The maids of the info stove room finished finishing, called their friends, and walked towards the end of the back room shop, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the maids' spring sleepiness was also rising higher and higher with this day.

The maidservants laughed and unfolded the futon and lay down, but they heard a "bang" and "bell" outside, which was deafening. The outside smashed, the cabinet in the inner room also with the dull earthquake, the cups and pottery also sounded crisply, the maidservants listened to this sound, no one could sleep, waited for a while, just waited for it to fend for itself, but not this sound, it was even louder, there was a tendency to intensify, the fat maid couldn't sleep in the shop, suddenly propped up, scolded and said: "Little girl, I don't clean you up today, I am not the fat sister of the stove room!"

The old maid hurriedly grabbed and persuaded: "Forget it, the little girl is angry, what are you angry with her." ”

"She makes endless noise every day, and when we sleep, she comes to chop wood, who will she listen to? Who caused her to be expelled from the son's house, and who told her to falsely accuse Chu Meng?" The fat maid rolled up her sleeves, stretched her neck and shouted outside the house, as if she was deliberately shouting to the peach branch outside, "Do not live!"

With a "bang", the axe smashed on the peach wood, and with a very loud sound, it seemed to use all his strength to slash down. The maidservants were so startled by this sudden sound that their hearts beat half a beat faster, and they looked at each other and listened attentively, waiting for a while, but there was no movement.

Well, she was silent. The old maid said to the fat maid, "You also put away your posture of doing Yaksha, if you really make a move, no matter who is wrong first, Zhang Bing will always punish both ends." ”

The fat maid took it, and the older maid took care of her and lay down, and helped her tuck the corners of the quilt and fall asleep. When the shopkeeper felt that the flag had died down and was about to sleep, there was a thrilling "bang", this sound came closer and more urgent, and the maidservants stood up in shock, only to see the door of the room kicked open! The peach branch stopped at the main door, and the little hand holding the new sharp axe trembled violently, and roared: "Today, my peach branch will fight with you! Anyway, the son doesn't want me anymore! I have no fun living in this world!

The maidservants were busy hiding, and the room suddenly became a reverberation, but the fat maid stood calm in the crowd of people, rolled up her cuffs, and pounced on the axe of the peach branch, "Sisters, come and help the fat sister-" Everyone heard the sound and came to the courage, flew up to pull the peach branch, for a time the clothes in the room fluttered, the soft arms touched the same soft legs and feet, the maids and the peach branch twisted together, pulled the bun, pulled the hair, helpless in front of the shop there is only such a small open space, the foothold is reluctant, more can not accommodate so many people, looking outside the door, only fell into a pajama like a plain white ball, a little red, is the peach branch.

"Who bleed!"

When everyone heard this exclamation, they came to their senses, but they saw that their arms and legs were all entangled, lying on their backs and lying in one place, and the peach branches in it were even more squeezed into a human form, firmly locked under the fat maid.

"Who bleed. One of the maidservants spread out his palm, and a trail of blood dragged the tail of the broom from left to right. Everyone looked left and right and compared their bodies, and finally found the first dream with a slight brow in the corner of the crowd, and a thin cut on the arm was dyed red with the sleeves of the plain white pajamas.

"It doesn't matter. It's just a small cut, a skin wound. Chu Meng said busily.

The peach branch snorted proudly without knowing whether she was alive or dead, but she called the fat maid on her body to slam Mount Tai on the ground and was about to spurt blood.

"Rubbing some gold sore medicine will be fine. Chu Meng stretched his arms, and it was indeed okay, he got up and picked up the maids beside him, stepped forward and said to Taozhi, "Girl, I know that you are angry in your heart, but it is useless to lose your temper with us, and you will not be able to gain any benefits in the end." If you have the heart to go back to your son's side, it is better to be in peace these days, and when the limelight is over, there will be a diligent and diligent reason to recall you. ”

Taozhi also felt reasonable when she heard it, but she was arrogant and couldn't let go of her face, so she only lowered her eyes and thought about it, and struggled to say, "Fat sister...... You loosen the tie first......"

Chu Meng picked up the axe that was thrown aside and said: "I don't think it's like this, I won't pursue the matter of you hurting me with an axe for the time being, you know what the consequences will be if we tell Zhang Bing about it." But remember, don't come and make trouble with us again. I also helped you chop the firewood in the afternoon today, and my sisters rushed to breakfast and worked hard for days and urgently needed rest, so you should go back to sleep together. ”

"That'...... Then you'll chop me up!"

The fat maid raised her body, let the peach branch get up in embarrassment, and said: "Can the girl of the first dream do worse than you? Your firewood is chopped thick and circled, and it takes us half of our strength to make a fire, and I haven't looked for you yet, but you are the wicked who sued first!"

"Alright. One person should say less. Chu Meng said neatly, "In the future, we still need to be under the same roof, and it is unknown when the peach branch will go back, so let's be kind to each other, and there will be less trouble for each other." ”

After a simple bandage, Hatsumeng picked up the axe and went out. The place where the wood is chopping is the open space in front of the stove room, the right is the firewood room where the peach branch lives at the moment, and the back is connected to the stove room and the bunk bedroom, no wonder the movement is so loud. At first, I dreamed of working with my hands and feet to deal with the sweet and fragrant peach trees.

Once upon a time in the Chaohui Palace, the first dream was also chopping firewood. The cold winter on the Mongolian Plateau was too early and too long, and after Murong led people to force the palace, she cut off the warmth and charcoal, so she had to go to cut down trees and burn them little by little.

Thinking of the grievances of the past, the people of the past, the people of Si have passed away, Si Qing has passed away, and once the soul is returned, there are two destinies, cutting off the past, there is no traceability. The first dream gradually turned red, and a big teardrop rolled down Su Rong, dripping on the white light of the axe blade, like a pearl in the sea.

Fortunately, this life is still back in the world. Chu Meng comforted himself, wiped his tears, his heart was still sour, Hugh said that in this life, strange and bizarre things are troubled, but there is always no peaceful day.

Chu Meng picked up a piece of wood, the diameter is about the hip thick, the fault section is flat and smooth, and the rings and sections are wide and clear. The family pays attention to everything exquisite, and even the firewood must be the most high-quality, burning the old peach wood in the spring, and burning the orange tree in the autumn. The first dream stroked the ring, one by one, the shallow ravines told the heart, the first dream put the side cheeks on the cross-section, listened to the ground very seriously, suddenly smiled gracefully, and suddenly shed tears, tears fell into the sideburns, mixed with the fresh fragrance of peach wood, and exuded a smooth fragrance in the temples. If there are tears in the peach wood, then before being raised to ashes, it should be unwilling, right?