Erle They all count on Da Le, in fact, he is also a child, no wonder is not easy, looking at Li Yingjun being carried back, what do you have to be afraid of? I finally got over as a father, but I don't remember anything, and I can't tell my younger brothers how bitter it is. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"The living Li Yingjun" wiped his eyes: "Da Le, to be honest, I don't remember Uncle Zhang, your Grandpa Zhai, and them." Li Yingjun pulled out the head buried in the crook of Da Le's arm again, and looked at him sincerely: "But there is one thing, Dad can pick up a life, that is, God helps us, we can't be too greedy." Even if I only know a few of you, what does it matter if I don't remember anything else? ”

"Dad!"

"Great joy!"

Two people hugged each other in the sunset with tears in their eyes.

The above scene of Li Yingjun's father and son embracing each other in tears did not appear.

Da Le "cut" and said: "Meat numb." "Stand up and get ready to go to bed.

Li Yingjun endured the bruises on his forehead again, and looked at Da Le with sparkling eyes: "Da Le...... Then you tell Dad, how much does your Grandpa Zhai song sell? ”

Da Le climbed the bed and said, "Two pieces." ”

"So cheap?"

Da Le has already laid down: "Do you think that you don't need twenty yuan for a meal at a food stall, and you will have to give twenty yuan for listening to a poor old man pulling erhu?" What do you think! ”

Li Yingjun didn't have to think about it, he knew that he had to sing 30 songs hard to earn six yuan.

If you can't get rid of that wandering guitarist and girl, you have to sing sixty songs to earn six dollars.

Damn old man!

Li Yingjun scolded viciously in his heart: "Isn't this the same as making my family happy to work for nothing!" ”

He spent the night accounting and woke up the next day before the children went out.

"Da, Dale, what are you doing with Wule? It's troublesome, I'm fine, you leave him at home, I'll watch. ”

Before leaving, Da Le whispered to Wule for a long time before leaving with peace of mind.

Successfully leaving Wule, Li Yingjun squatted, trying to find a breakthrough from his mouth.

"Wule, Dad asks you something."

Wule sucked his fingers: "I want to eat steamed buns." ”

Li Yingjun held back his anger, grinned, and reluctantly showed a kind smile: "Okay, good." Wule, what is the most precious thing in Dad's usual life? ”

"I'm going to eat meat buns."

"You ......" Li Yingjun calmly warned himself that the person in front of him who wanted to make him feel miserable was a child who was only three or four years old, and it was his son.

"Okay, as long as you know, Dad will promise you."

Wule blinked, "I don't want meat buns, I want to nibble on German chicken." ”

You know a fart KFC! Li Yingjun was angry, this bad boy, his ability to sit on the ground and raise prices is really like his own son, and I don't know where he heard about it.

"Wule, if you don't tell Dad, Dad will beat you, you still have to tell Dad, but the steamed buns and meat buns are gone."

Wule blinked again, thought about it for a while, wiped Li Yingjun's bed, climbed next to the pillow, and reached in with a small hand, picking at the inside of the pillow.

When everything was taken out, the pillow was deflated.

"I said, why is this pillow so ugly......" Li Yingjun complained as he picked up what Wule had pulled out, and his jaw almost fell to the ground.

The first thing that catches my eye is a tattered book, which is a physiological and hygienic book from the very clear depiction of the intestines, stomach, heart and lungs on the first page.

Next to physiological hygiene, there are a few posters of beautiful women with saucy postures, and the shadows are more than enough to see that they are not wearing much, and they are more exposed.

Why is it said that there are enough movies? Because these pictures have obviously been touched many times, even the oil paint on the paper has been worn off, one of the pictures is the largest, the beauty on it is the most unlucky, and the key parts have turned three whites.

Finally, there is another one, the book cover is gone, Li Yingjun scanned the catalog, it is a popular science book similar to the marriage encyclopedia.

According to Da Le's shock when he saw that he could calculate such a simple six yuan, the handsome father should be illiterate, and he can't understand it, and he hides this book like a baby, and it goes without saying what he wants to do and what he has done.

Wule tugged at Li Yingjun's sleeve, who was in a daze: "Dad, do you count when you talk?" ”

Li Yingjun looked back at him mumu: "Wule, what did you say?" ”

Sounds like ghosts.

"Ahh Daddy is scary! "Wule ran away.

Li Yingjun's mood was gloomy, he had never washed his face, and his expression could scare Wule away, which showed how terrible it was.

When Lao Zhai Tou dragged his lame leg to the window for the third time, he saw Li Yingjun squatting in the darkest corner of the bed, and he squinted and searched for a long time before he found it.

At this time, Li Yingjun was squatting there looking up to the sky and sighing, wanting to cry without tears, full of disgust for this "handsome father" on his upper body.

"Handsome!"

Li Yingjun turned his head suddenly, and the fierce light in his eyes flashed, and it slowly disappeared after a while.

Dead old man, you send it to the door yourself.

Li Yingjun stood up and walked to the window: "Uncle Zhai." ”

"How? Da Le shouldn't say yes, right? To be honest, I can give it a lot. ”

Li Yingjun narrowed his eyes: "Uncle Zhai, look at it, the weather is really not bad today." ”

"yes, yes, that...... Handsome, did you say that? ”

"Did you say anything?"

"You...... You won't forget it again, will you? Don't tease me, uncle, I'll wait for the rice to go to the pot! ”

"Uncle Zhai, you are waiting for the rice to go to the pot, and you are also buying rice, I don't know how envious our family of six is! When will we be able to eat a meal of white rice? Li Yingjun pretended to sigh, looked at the sky with his eyes, and put his hands on the pergola to prevent dazzling.

The corners of Lao Zhaitou's mouth twitched twice: "Handsome, look, uncle is not an old fool, no, I have already brought it to you." ”

Lao Zhai Tou took a stack of things wrapped in newspaper from behind his back.

"Old fool! Old rascals! The corners of Li Yingjun's mouth twitched twice, and he kept scolding in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face: "Uncle, I don't want it, nothing is better than money." No matter how good the things you deliver, they can't fight hunger. Let me tell you, last night a few children were screaming hungry, you said, if I only care about myself, let alone be a father, I don't even deserve to be a man, right? ”

"Yes! Be! Lao Zhai nodded his head, took the thing behind his back, frowned and thought for a while, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet: "Handsome, your head was smashed, but your ability has increased a lot." You say, how much do you want? ”

Li Yingjun shook his head: "Uncle, do you see what you said, am I because of these money?" I'm afraid that Da Le is too hard, stay up late to sing and have fun with others, and I can't go to collect newspapers during the day, I roughly calculated, how can Da Le earn ten yuan or eight yuan during the day, I can't ask you more, ten yuan a night, I want ten yuan for how much business you take. ”

Lao Zhaitou's face turned white: "Handsome, I'm only about ten yuan a night, yes, when I didn't say it." Lao Zhai turned his head angrily and left.

"Uncle Zhai, go slowly!"

Seeing that Lao Zhai was confused, usually his right leg was "lame", but when he went back, his left leg became "lame", Li Yingjun couldn't help but squat down and laugh.

After laughing, he began to feel uncomfortable again.

You've got to get rid of this pile of stuff on the bed first, right?

Although Li Yingjun didn't want to touch it, he still had to touch it, so he took a newspaper and wrapped things in a mess, put it at the door, and stared at it in a daze.

I thought of a few reasons to calm myself down and feel less uncomfortable.

"You have to understand people, this is normal, beggars also have a spiritual life!" - Fart spiritual life!

"Don't feel too dirty, you must know that you are Li Yingjun now." - That's why I'm uncomfortable!

"Forgiving, handsome, you should be forgiving." - God, it's been eight lifetimes of blood mold for you to press me on this person! Who else can't think about it? I've been tolerant enough!

Li Yingjun said several words of explanation to himself, and then found that it was not these things that he was obsessed with.

"The living Li Yingjun" is a father of five children, dragging such a large number of oil bottles, and he is still a penniless beggar, a girl from any family...... No, let's not talk about girls, women, willing to marry him! Although "Dead Li Yingjun" solves the problem through beautiful pictures, people have experience after all, and some people have five children for him.

What about yourself?

When Da Le and a few children entered this shack, Sister Liu ran over in a panic with two big feet and said, "Da Le, go and take a look, your house is on fire!" ”

A few children raised their eyes and rushed inside.

Smoke billowed from the room, and Li Yingjun's already buried face added another layer of black ash, and it happened that two white soups flowed out of the black ash from two objects that seemed to be white eyeballs that were actually white eyeballs, oh, no, it was not white soup, it was transparent, and two grooves were washed out on the black and gray covered face.

The owner of the white eyeballs was coughing violently, and with the coughing sound, the paper ashes in front of him also fluttered and fluttered, and the flying ashes scattered Li Yingjun's head and face.

"It's not good to learn to play with fire!" After a loud drink, a bucket of strange-tasting water was poured down, the ashes were extinguished, and people became chickens in the soup.

Li Yingjun, who is not a human or a ghost, shuddered for a moment, and looked up at Da Le, who was condescending and holding a bucket in one hand.

"Ahh

"Erle, send it to Sister Liu's house." Erle glanced at Li Yingjun sympathetically, and ran away with the bucket.

"Well, what is that bucket ......?" asked Li Yingjun timidly.

Da Le ignored him, turned around and shouted: "Wule! Five Joys! Where did the death go! ”

Wule was behind the door, quietly moving one step back and two steps. Just as he was about to successfully retreat, his neck had been lifted and slammed in front of Li Yingjun, and his head had been heavily chiseled. Wule was about to cry loudly, but was lifted up by Da Le again, turned over and put it on his knees, and crackled at this buttocks: "Play, play!" Just know how to play! I'm calling you to play! I'm calling you to play! ”

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