The extra fan of steamed buns

I'm three years old this year, my nickname is steamed buns, and my big name is Zhao Gu Sanjin, I heard that Sanjin reads xin again, every time I go back to the homework book of the nursery class, Zhao's dad will always write my name in advance, because he thinks Sanjin is too difficult to write, and he will complain about himself from time to time, but occasionally he will praise himself, and he has a lot of style.

I can't figure out how the style came about, and to be honest, I think Gu's dad is more stylish, yes, I have two dads. One is good-looking, the other is also good-looking, I often hear others praise them for the jade tree in the wind, so which one is the jade tree and which one is in the wind? I still think that Dad Gu is more suitable for the word Yushu, even if Dad Zhao has become white now, but Dad Gu is more temperamental.

The word temperament was said by Sister Jinzi, but she was older than my two fathers, and asked me to call her sister, I didn't think she was very reliable, and then Gu's father gave me the correct solution, and he said that it was like the correct answer to a math problem, which was very reliable. Gu Dad said that grandma is the most temperamental, and I think others are temperamental like grandma, I have studied for a long time, but I still don't understand what temperament is, because grandma smiled like that in front of me, I feel quite temperamental, and finally I decided to listen to my Zhao Dad, and when I grow up, I will know.

When I grow up, this is a topic that seems to be a long time ago, because I think I'm quite old, I've eaten birthday cakes twice, three New Year's Eve times, and now I'm still starting to go to school, I can still outperform the whole kindergarten friends, and I also bear the heavy responsibility of urging Zhao's father to eat and sleep when Gu's father is away. It's when I'm so capable, I'm only three years old, and I'm going to be eighteen years old when I grow up, that is, six three-year-olds, don't think I'll make mistakes, math is very simple, those things just want to have more memory bread than Aemon bread, it's more convenient than memory bread, you don't have to eat it, just look at me and remember.

By the way, that childish Doraemon was what my father Zhao asked me to watch with me, I think it was really naïve, and it was not as magical as Dad Zhao said, and there were a lot of interesting things in Daddy Gu, such as the discolored sugar pills, for example, the drum that could fly, and the pots and boats that would get bigger and smaller, and there were many, many fun and magical things, Dad Gu was much more magical than Doraemon, and he would conjure up new things.

Speaking of which, Gu's father seems to be very powerful, but he, like me, is a little white face who eats soft rice, which can be seen from the fact that only Zhao's father is a little black in our family of three. Eating soft rice means not making money, only spending money. My father Zhao will make a lot of money, and he can support me and Gu's father, and I don't have to worry about my livelihood.

But I still have sad things, the first thing is that I have to follow Gu Dad to sit in the pot boat every day to meditate, absorbing the aura, it will become very comfortable, but my Zhao Dad doesn't need it, he sleeps with Gu Dad every night, and then he goes to be like the fox spirit on TV, absorbing Gu Dad's yang energy, why can't I suck it, I have also kissed Gu Dad, but there is no reaction, and the incomprehensible things are always sad.

After saying the first thing, it's the second thing, my uncle, that is, Mr. Zhao Kangan, he hasn't come to see me recently, and he doesn't come to my house to eat, although I and Gu Dad are in the same mood when he rubs rice, but I haven't seen him for a week, I miss him a little, do you want to pester Zhao Dad to go to the high building where Uncle stays to play? If I go, will my uncle laugh at me? It's always sad to get tangled up.

The second thing is the third one, and to be honest, I'm actually quite willing to go to kindergarten, but can I go back when I'm playing and come back when I'm studying? You must know what the teacher says, I know everything, but I still have to listen carefully, otherwise the teacher will be like Sister Jin Zi said to go to Zhao's father to make a small report, you know, I stopped doing it when I was two and a half years old, but who am I, the teacher can be forgiven for their slow growth. Hey, after a while, the summer vacation will pass, I still have to go to kindergarten, this tangled matter, I've been distressed for three days, Zhao's dad said that it's only three, I want to solve it today!

Wow,

"Dad Zhao, shall I discuss something with you?"

Looking at his son's moist eyes, Zhao Kanghe naturally would not refuse this small request.

"Okay, Mantou, what do you want to say to Dad?"

"Look, my summer vacation is almost over, the summer vacation is over, it's time to go to school, can I go to school when I play, and go home when I study, Gu's father is very lonely at home alone, I can help you watch him."

Zhao Kanghe poked his goblin son's forehead, "No, if you don't go to class, the children won't play with you, and your father has something to do during the summer vacation, he promised others to help, and he may not be at home for a long time." ”

"Why don't you go to class, they won't play with me, to be honest, I think I'm accompanying them, and also, where Daddy Gu is going, he needs me even more when he goes out, there are so many wild flowers and weeds outside, and no one hooks up with anyone who has a son. Dad Zhao, you are too naïve. Mantou remembers that Dad Gu described Dad Zhao like this, so it should be right to say so.

Zhao Kanghe listened to the naïve word innocence in his son's mouth, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Go and ask your Gu Dad, he agrees to take you, you will follow, go and ask." ”

Woe to the east.

"Dad Gu, Dad Zhao asked me to ask you something."

"Hmm, what's the matter? You said. ”

The steamed bun said twice: "Take me with you when you go out to help others, you help others, I am responsible for watching the wild flowers and weeds, and strive to defend your purity." ”

The king of the valley snorted: "You little ghost, do you know what purity is?" ”

The steamed bun glanced at his father: "Father Zhao is innocent, you are pure." ”

King Gu, who was stunned for a while: "Then what are you?" ”

"I, steamed buns, the price of steamed buns in the spring garden has risen again!"

Gu Wang Xiao Zhao's extra

Time is like flowing water, and in a flash, it is fifty years.

Fifty years is enough for a babbling child to grow into a middle-aged and elderly person who has half a cut into the ground, fifty years, enough for half a hundred old people to say goodbye to life, fifty years is enough for ordinary dust to turn several turns, but the same fifty years is not enough for a moment in the eyes of cultivators.

Fifty years later, Zhao Kanghe has already molded the spiritual root with the help of the king of the valley, and he can practice on his own, and the king of the valley after fifty years is already the cultivation of the old monster, and the steamed bun after fifty years is as tall as his father of the valley, and the others after fifty years are dying old.

"Ah Wang, let's go out and take a look outside, I don't think I'll be able to become a Dan, I don't know what year it is outside?" With a hint of dazedness in his tone, Zhao Kanghe looked at King Gu.

King Gu slowly moved to Zhao Kanghe's side in a single robe, "Ah He can go if he wants, I just want to go outside, and it's been ten years since we last went out." ”

"Ten years? It's been a long time. ”

The two of them, who turned into old men, supported each other and walked forward, and the courtyards in this area were very desolate, presumably the people around them were gone.

Zhao Guxin was just about to enter Gu's father's space from the outside world, but he bumped into the two who came out but became old men.

"Dad Zhao, Dad Gu, what are you doing here? Pretending to be such an old man? Zhao Guxin smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth.

A cane hit him on the head, "Change your face, drive away." ”

Zhao Guxin touched the head knocked by Gu's father and resigned himself to driving.

"Dad Zhao, where are you going first? No, I have to call you grandpa. ”

King Gu glanced at him, Zhao Guxin's appearance immediately became about forty years old, and Zhao Guxin, who noticed it, 'Wow', immediately shouted unevenly, "Dad Zhao, look at Daddy Gu's stinginess!" ”

Zhao Kanghe stretched out his wrinkled hand and touched Zhao Guxin's head, "Go to your sister Jinzi's house first, then go to your Uncle Lu's house, and then go down, listen to your Gu father." ”

"Okay, it will take you fifteen minutes, and the road is easy to open now, do you want to try it?"

"Drive your car."

Although they were close to the door of someone else's house, King Gu and Zhao Kanghe did not enter the door, they only stood outside the courtyard, and swept silently with their divine sense.

The elderly Fang Wei's face was wrinkled, but he smiled happily, and with one hand trembling, he put on the gold bracelet that the old lady had loved recently.

After looking at it for a while, the three of them went to the Lu family's old house. The older generation went, and the younger generation got older, so they went to the quiet old house to spend their days idle.

The Lu family here is also the same as Zhao Kanghe, the king of the valley, two old men, with gray hair, one lying on a recliner under the tree, the other sitting on the side, holding a book in his hand, and the old flower mirror is about to fall. From time to time, the sitting one would shout twice to lie down, and when he answered, he would smile at him again.

Lu Dahong has a faint sickness entangled, it seems that this is the original reason why the old man with glasses is not at ease, King Gu cocked Zhao Kanghe's slightly wrinkled old face, stretched out his hand and pinched it, "Try your hand?" ”

Zhao Kanghe was fifty years old, and there was no meat to pinch on his face, so he patted King Gu's hand, "It's just a little sick, can you still talk about trying your hand?" ”

When the two of them left, Lu Dahong fell asleep and snored, and now the person didn't need to shout, he could know that he was panting well.

After seeing old friends, the two of them didn't have anything to go again, so they found a street that was not lively, walked slowly, and Zhao Guxin, who was following behind, disappeared at some point.

The warm sunset sprinkled on them, shining a golden light, flashing silver hair, walking step by step, their shadows also swayed, and the road they walked was like a long life.