Song Yizheng thought, Dad doesn't like to say anything in front of their children, Mom likes to hide things, Sanqian is still young, maybe Mom and Dad won't avoid her if they say anything. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Song Ersheng thought about it seriously, "I have never seen a box as big as a shoe box, I have seen my father hide such a big iron box......" compared, "It seems to be our tea can......"

Song Yizheng had long been aroused by Fang Xiaolan's curiosity about her grandmother's relics, but she ignored it because she had been in a bad mood. Now that I think about it, I really want to look for it, turn it out and see what my grandmother's jewelry looks like, "Will there be jewelry like that in the Ming Tomb?" Oh no, that's too early. It should be like the Qing Dynasty, right? For example, Galeries Lafayette's kind of flower hairpin......."

How can it be. Song Ersheng smiled, "I don't think it will look so old, at most it will be like when the Republic of China......"

Song Yizheng didn't like the Republic of China period very much, because most of the TV series at that time were flashy illusions before the war, she felt that it was too heart-wrenching to watch, "Republic of China, ....." pouted, and suddenly her interest decreased by more than half. Seeing that the clothes were almost packed, he took out all the things that should be washed, and didn't ask Song Ersheng to help.

It was already dark, and after Song Yidi plugged in the gate upside down, he began to boil water and wash his feet on his body.

Song Ersheng looked at the busy figures of his sisters, and he didn't mean to participate at all. I won't let her do it anyway. Leaned on Meng Ben and sat down, supporting his chin, just so seriously, watching all the time.

In the eyes of my sisters, probably, my parents left because they couldn't live here and had no choice...... My family is inseparable from my homeland. She thought about it for a long time just now, and instead of saying some pale words to comfort her sister, it was better for them to understand that her parents were working hard, not deserters. In addition, although livelihood problems can actually be well solved locally, parents are also human beings, and they also have their own pursuits and lives.

A mistake that children tend to make is to simply and rudely freeze their parents in the identity of their parents, forgetting that they are also men and women, and they are selfish and lustful people.

But now when I talk to my sisters, they probably think that my parents are selfish and can toss. It is said that if you don't raise children, you don't know the kindness of your parents, and this sentence is common to many family issues.

Meng Ben took Song Ersheng's hand, "Three thousand, what are you thinking?" ”

Why do you keep asking me what I'm thinking....... Song Ersheng leaned on him and didn't move, "Do you want to give me 300 million?" ”

Meng Ben laughed, "I'm going to give you 100 million even if I ask?" ”

Song Ersheng nodded, "Of course!" This is you, if someone asks me, I have to ask for 500 million! ”

Meng Ben was amused and couldn't stop laughing, calmed down for a while, and nodded again and again, "Okay, good, sure enough, three thousand, you are the best for me~~~"

"That's ~~~"

"Three thousand, come and wash your feet!" Song Yidi's name is Song Ersheng.

Song Ersheng immediately stood up and ran over, Meng Ben paused, and also chased after him.

The next day, Song Ersheng came out of the temple and wanted to see Grandpa Meng, but he really didn't dare, so he turned back and pulled Yongle together. Yongle only thought that the old man who was not worried about the three thousand let him go with him, so he didn't think much about it.

The Meng family was still familiar to Song Ersheng, she looked around for a long time without showing a trace, and didn't notice anything abnormal, but this didn't make her relax. Only intuitively, Song Ersheng felt that the Meng family was different.

Grandpa Meng just drank a sip of cold water, had a little cold and cough, leaned on the bed and read the newspaper, and was very happy to see Song Ersheng, "You little conscienceless, how long has it been since you came to see grandpa...... Why don't you come when you are stupid? Got separated from grandpa? ”

Song Ersheng climbed onto the kang and poured a glass of water for the old man, "Where can I be..... Isn't there something going on in my family all the time? I also want to say that you, my mother entrusted us all to you when she left, but you are so sick that no one cares about us...... I've been detained by the master, and I haven't eaten meat buns for a long time!! ”

Grandpa Meng was not angry when he was beaten upside down, waved his hand, coughed twice before he smiled and said, "I let Ben Ben send meat buns to your family every day, that's because you are naughty, and you provoked the master to punish you, you didn't eat, who can you rely on?" ”

Song Ersheng looked back at Meng Ben, "Did you send it?" "My sisters didn't say it......

Meng Ben shook his head, "You can't eat it anyway, so I didn't send ......."

“.......”

Even Yongle was anxious, "You, you, you!" Did you do that? What about your conscience in the face of your grandfather's words? Sanqian's mother hurts you as a son, she thinks about you everything, you are good, she thinks about Sanqian, her sisters are not your sisters? Is...... Why are you becoming more and more like three thousand, so arrogant and unreasonable? ”

"......." Song Ersheng has a black line, Second Master, don't take you to scold like this.......

Meng Ben was still laughing, he was smashed by Grandpa Meng with the lid of the cup, and it didn't hurt or itch, "What's wrong with me thinking about three thousand?" I'm thinking about three thousand...... Song Yidi, it's not that they don't have to eat, and no one eats them when I buy them, why should I buy them? With that, he stood up and pulled out a cloth wallet from his crotch.......

Song Ersheng hid back, see you hiding here...... In an instant, Song Ersheng's heart was relaxed. Meng Ben is still Meng Ben...... Stupid crying.

Yongle also flashed in disgust, "Can you be civilized?" After speaking, he was stunned, his tone of voice is really only available when facing three thousand. When was he able to talk like this, who had always been coaxed stupidly by him as a child?

No wonder Yongxin said that the child grew up very fast with three thousand....... At that time, he didn't understand what this meant, but now that he thinks about it, it really is....... Stupid and stupid, and so timid, now it's like three thousand, and it's good to arrive. If Sanqian were a boy, maybe it would be like Meng Ben.......

Meng Ben didn't dislike it at all, opened the cloth wallet, took out a stack of change from it, climbed on the kang and handed it to Song Ersheng, "My grandfather gave me some early money, I'll keep it for you, come, give it to you, you order, more than 20 yuan~~~"

Song Ersheng hid on the other side of Grandpa Meng, "I don't want it!!" "Even if you don't pull it out of your crotch, I don't want it!!

Meng Ben thought about it, pinched the money and put it under his nose, and sniffed it, "It's tasteless...... What do you hate about this? Didn't I pee on you when I was a kid? ”

Blackout, hehe, I'm writing in a place where I don't count (to be continued.) )