Fortunately, in the end, he was a father, and he subconsciously knew that he was protecting the child after drinking too much, and Song's father protected Song Ersheng for the first time, and he was the backpad.

After the pop, Song Ersheng only felt a little dizzy, sitting on his father's chest, feeling that there were a lot of birds flying above his head.

Song's father helped his old son sit up, and just as he was about to speak, he threw up

After the wine, Dad Song was basically scrapped. I couldn't open my dizzy eyes. Zhu mother pulled Song Ersheng up first, and "change clothes" spit on her. Then he grabbed Song's father and threw him on the kang

Song Ersheng pinched his nose and wiped his body and changed his clothes, feeling that his father's wine was really unproductive. I drank like this at home, I should have something on my mind. Most of them are the work of the kiln factory, but I didn't expect that my father would be so stressed about this matter

When Zhu Mom came over, Song Ersheng was putting on clothes. I wish my mother to throw the dirty clothes on the ground outside. The old son loves cleanliness, and this dress is washed, so I guess she won't wear it anymore. I washed my face, found the sleeves that I had done halfway before, sat on my daughter's bed, and talked to my old son.

"Your sisters are gone, why don't you go? Your second aunt and second brother-in-law must miss you, I didn't look at you when I came to buy chicken feed last time, this is a chatter."

Song Ersheng took the thread and reel, ready to recognize all the needles, "I'm not going, I'm at home, I'm not going anywhere." "I went to my grandmother's house for too long this time, and she was really homesick. Even the snoring of the old man at this time is no longer noisy.

Zhu mother's heart was sour, and she touched her old son's little bald scoop with her free hand, and smiled at the corner of her mouth, "Aren't we three thousand bold?" This can't leave home yet, isn't it time for you to cry and shout to go out and play? ”

Song Ersheng sighed, wasn't that a ruthless detention Zhu mother thought about Meng Ben, and suddenly asked her old son, "Do you want to go to kindergarten?" Your dad is going to work in the kiln factory next Monday, and I don't have to be away from home for a day, so I'll send you to kindergarten, okay? ”

You're not right about cause and effect, right? "You're all at home, what kindergarten do I go to? I'm not going! "Song Ersheng really doesn't want to go at all. It's one thing to save money, but it's so uncomfortable for her to hang out with a bunch of little kids, and she can't do anything but fight.

I wish my mother to put down the work in her hand and point the bruises on her old son's wrists, "You fight with other children all day long, and it's not that they think you don't go to kindergarten and don't accept you?" Your sisters have all been there, and it was called a nursery at that time, and you see how good your sister is with Memphy now. When you go to kindergarten, you can make friends, and you won't be afraid to go to school."

"If you don't accept it, you won't accept it" Song Ersheng Lai Pijin came up, "Who am I, I use them to accept me?" I can't say anything, I can't beat me, I know how to bully honest people all day long, so I don't make friends with them! After speaking, he threw himself into his mother's arms, "It's enough for me to have a mother!" ”

Zhu Mom raised the job in her hand and said, "Pierce you, I have a needle!" The other hand gently stroked the old son's thin little back, it was really a handful of bones, thin and pitiful, and the hand was a little softer, "If you don't go, you won't go, there are more children together, it's not good, one has a cold, a group has a cold, you have finally raised a little stronger, you have to care about it"

Song Ersheng nestled in his mother's soft and fragrant arms, and really felt that he could do without anything, eh, his father and sisters still wanted it

"Your sister and they went to your second aunt's house, are they going to pick up jade?" After the mother and daughter got tired of it for a while, Zhu Mother asked.

Song Ersheng hummed, "My sisters picked up jade and sold it to buy me delicious food~~~"

Zhu Mom laughed, "If only this money could come so easily." After a pause, "Those are all scraps from the past, and they can't be broken anymore, who will pave the road if they can sell it for money?" Besides, we don't produce jade here, and the things we make are sold to the common people, and the mural hanging in your grandmother's house was made in the jade field in the past. ”

The problem is that grandma's spring peach picture, the most valuable thing is the very small tourmaline made into butterflies, and the other parts, either agate or crystal, are still very small, put together as handicrafts, disassembled, it is really a broken stone that can only pave the road.

It seems that the things that the sisters are destined to pick up are destined to lay a fish tank for themselves

"Is there anything that looks very translucent, very smooth, whitish, stone-like?" Seed jade, seed jade. Although this is a bit of a dream, but dreaming is dreaming, what if it comes true?

"Pretty translucent?" I wish my mother to think hard and seriously answer her old son's question, the pebbles don't seem to be transparent, "That field is called a jade field, and most of the processing is agate, not even jadeite, all of them are red and pink colors, and I really haven't seen anything like a stone, what do you want to look for?" Mom is looking for you? ”

Although my mother barely graduated from high school by relying on relationships, she can also distinguish between agate and jade. Since my mother said no, then there must be none. Tut

"I didn't want to find anything, I just read the stupid book that said, a white stone-like thing, called mutton fat and white jade" Song Ersheng won't lie to Zhu's mother, what she wants to find is seed jade, "By the way, isn't the jade also taken out of the stone, I read the book, I know it~~~~"

I wish my mother kissed her old son's little face, and the little pride that was about to praise me was really painful, "We can read books for three thousand, we are really capable!" In the future, I will study hard in school and become a great writer when I grow up~~~" In my mother's heart, people who read a lot are writers.

Song Ersheng giggled, a writer or something, it's not impossible, she used to write quite well, and she has published a few books on sketching and photography, although there are not many words, but the prose and small poems in it are all written by herself, but she didn't find a gunman

"That's right," Zhu's mother suddenly thought, "Speaking of this jadeite, your wife said before that the stone lady of our East Temple is a big jade." When the four old ones were broken, someone wanted to split it, but it was like black charcoal hit by a big thunderbolt, and it was cremated on the spot, and then no one dared to touch the stone lady."