"I said, what are you doing with me?"

Xia Liu grinned, stared at his uncles with anti-thief eyes, and said, "It's not that I'm afraid that you will hide it privately, I'll go with you." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

When he came to the house, Xiahou Hu carefully took out the key, opened the cabinet, and Xia Liu on the side looked at the wine jar of more than 30 catties in surprise, and there were some small jars around, but looking at the tightly sealed lid of the big wine jar and the dust covered on it, without waiting for Xiahou Hu to react, he picked it up directly, walked home, and did not forget to smile at the messy uncles: "I want this altar, and you can share the rest by yourself." ”

Xiahou Hu hurriedly caught up with Xia Liu, hugged the wine jar in his hand, and discussed: "Rabbit cub, that's the old wine I've been hiding for ten years, ten years! ”

Seeing the nervous appearance of the uncles, thinking that he was not kind, Xia Liu had to put down the wine jar and said loudly to Xia Chen, who was already on vacation: "Go find a wine jar." ”

"No, your spoonful is too full, I'll pick it up. ”

"No, second uncle, why do you have more spoonfuls than mine?"

"Fart, rabbit cub, can your heart not be black? ”

"No, it's not fair. ”

"Do it all over again?"

……

The aunts who were watching TV listened to the noisy few people, and hurriedly ran out, and saw a few uncles and nephews scolding loudly for a jar of wine, and sat back in their seats with a smile.

Song Wen, who couldn't stand it, walked over, squatted on the ground, stared at the wine in the spoon cautiously, and saw that Xiahou Xu beat more than Xia Liu, and said dissatisfiedly: "Third grandfather, you are cheating." ”

Xiahou Guo said viciously: "Little rabbit cub, bully your grandfathers with your father, be careful that I whip you." ”

Song Wen was not afraid and glared fiercely. After an hour, Xia Liu walked home satisfied, saw Song Wen's little face expectant, and said with a smile: "Want to drink?"

Song Wen said "um", Xia Liu took out the chopsticks, dipped them a little, and fed them to his mouth. Seeing that he was not satisfied, he had to pour him a penny, and Song Wen was dry. After a while, his little face was like a red apple, red, and his eyes were a little red, and he fell asleep on the bed. He muttered, "Mom, Mommy......." ”

Thinking that the mother and son had been dependent on each other for four years and had never been separated, Xia Liu's heart was lost in the field outside the window. Thinking of Susan and Yusheng, she silently took out the divorce agreement that she had sent earlier, on it, Susan had already signed her beautiful name, and the only one who did not sign it was Xia Liu.

His gaze swept over the third line, which read: "After the divorce, the son Yusheng belongs to her mother, and the father bears the cost of child support." ”

Whatever you want, looking at the vibrating calls on the phone, Xia Liu silently walked out of the house, put the phone to the eardrum, and heard a cold voice coming from inside.

"The contract has been sent, when are you going to sign it? I don't want us to meet in court one day. ”

Xia Liu said silently in his heart: "You go and sue me, what do you sue me? The crime of bigamy is a big deal to go to prison for ten years, even if I sit through the prison, I will not agree." You can only be my wife in this life, and I can't imagine how sad and heartbroken I will be when you marry someone else. I can't imagine that other men are touching your face with their hands and speaking to you in a gentle tone. You lie in the arms of other men, or you are open to other men, with a smile on your face, and you call him affectionately, I can't do it, I really can't do ....... ”

At this time, Xia Liu was like a helpless child, falling to the ground and bursting into tears. Although the tone was calm, the tone betrayed his feelings at this time. Thinking of every picture with Susan, the haughty meeting, the chic night, every moment and every expression of her, will live in his heart. Thinking of the moment when he broke her heart, he couldn't help but cry. However, when he cried, he hung up the phone silently, signed a divorce agreement, and cried bitterly in front of Xia Yuanbi's grave.

"Why? Why don't you like her? She's all my ....... ”

At noon, Xia Liu opened his eyes, saw Song Wen looking at him pitifully, touched his mushroom head, and said softly: "Son, what's wrong?"

Song Wen whispered, "I'm hungry." ”

"Why didn't you call me?"

Song Wenxiao's face flushed and said, "I just got up." ”

Wearing shorts and washing his hands, Xia Liu hurriedly made a simple meal, and after eating for a while, the father and son licked their lips without exhaustion.

"I'll look into it first, and I'll give you grilled fish to eat later!"

Due to the students' holiday, the village at this time is a lot lively, and you can see lively figures and chattering conversations everywhere.

Those junior high school and high school fellow villagers looked at them like they saw idols on TV. Xia Liu muttered: "It seems that the publicity is good! Anyway, I haven't seen my grandson for a long time, so I miss it." But what about this kid?"

stinky and beautiful, led Song Wen to the mountains. When you come to Yinyang Peak, you can see that there is smoke curling there, and along with the smoky smell, you can also smell the smell of grilled fish and barbecued meat, and it is also wild boar.

"Damn, Xia Cheng, you actually grilled such fish and meat by yourself, can you eat it? Fortunately, there is Brother Liu. ”

Xia Liu put Song Wen down, and saw that there were still a few bottles of wine behind Xia Qian, but the dissatisfaction on this kid's face betrayed his thoughts. Xia Liu had already guessed his thoughts, and looked at the uncles who were swimming not far away, seeing that the shoes they were wearing were covered with mud, and knew that they should have planted sandalwood, threw Song Wen to Xia Cheng, and jumped into the river.

Sitting on the wood, Song Wen was curious: "Uncle, is the fish you grilled delicious?"

Xia Cheng said triumphantly: "Your uncle and my skills, that's top-notch." Wen'er, let's try one. Is it delicious?"

Song Wenmei gnawed on the fish and looked back without forgetting to thank him. That polite look made Xia Qian puzzled, and said, "Did you say that your father taught you?"

Song Wen shook his head and smiled sweetly: "Mom taught me, Mom said, be polite to people." ”

"And what did your dad teach you?"

"Dad taught me chime. ”

"It's hard to learn. ”

"But my father said that I had to learn before I could go to my mother. ”