Chapter 151: Childhood = Eating and Playing [Asking for a Monthly Pass]
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Without waiting for Li Feng to react, Mengmeng had already pulled the bell and ran over, the second child was much stronger than the second child.
Li Feng took out his mobile phone, it was past eleven o'clock now, as it was, less than twelve o'clock, he didn't have so much time to wait. But look at a few little babies who are waiting and drooling, what else can Li Feng do, who knows that after a while, Li Can will come over with a bowl of rice slowly.
"Why, you don't look at the store today." This person is getting more and more unprofessional, is Li Feng secretly happy, this person doesn't know how to take a fancy to Li Xin, it seems that Li Xin is back today.
"Hehe, it's not noon, I'll let Lili look at no one, you also come over to fry rice huā, I haven't eaten this thing for three or four years, I really think about it." Different from Li Feng, this person casually put the rice bowl on the side, clapped his hands, put it away with a bamboo stool, and made a shrimp hook to catch a lobster.
It's a pity that at this time, the little babies are concentrating on the black in front of them like cannonballs, with two ears at the upper end, and a round plate that can turn here at the back, and a pressure gauge with it, and the old man called the fire gauge. Li Feng waited on the side, Linlin's rice jar was handed to the old man, and the old man measured it with a funnel, three yuan, and used the funnel to load the rice into the rice huā machine.
Screw the lid and put it on the charcoal fire, the heat wave was bursting, and many of the children around were sweating profusely, and their faces were flushed, but they were reluctant to leave, looking at their own rice jars, afraid that who would intervene Li Feng looked at the time early. Let a few children wait here, at this time, you can't call these greedy children.
Li Feng couldn't help but think of his childhood, the deepest memory can be summed up in two words, eating and playing, but unfortunately the memories left by time are slowly dissipating, the old man in front of him, the rice huā machine in front of him, the once common things have now slowly disappeared. Li Feng was a little emotional, leaned on the willow tree, and saw Li Can pulling the shrimp hook in surprise like a child, 1 carefully took it down from his bucket in the lobster room.
"By the way, 1 Xiaobao, Lin Ying and the others are back to work today." Li Can seemed to ask casually, but since Li Feng already knew in his heart that this person was careful, of course he would not answer easily.
"What are you looking at me like that? I didn't see Li Feng speak for a long time on my face, Li Can raised his head, and saw Li Feng looking at himself with a smile, and his heart was a little empty.
"Eat, eat, the dishes are cold." Li Feng took two mouthfuls of rice and stuffed the vegetables to Zhang Lan, causing Lin Ying to purse her lips and laugh.
"It's only delicious when it's cold, it's not delicious when it's hot." Meng Meng pouted, muttered quietly, although it was quiet, but it was a small table, everyone listened to it really, several people laughed, and Ran Li Feng glared at Meng Meng who was innocently holding chopsticks and pulling shredded meat.
"Uncle, do you want to eat? Here you go! Meng Meng blinked her big black eyes, sandwiched an egg, and thought that the shredded meat was so hard to chew, give it to her uncle, and eat the soft egg herself, hehe.
"I don't eat it, I want to eat you now." Li Feng depressedly grabbed a piece of tofu and bit it hard, gritting his teeth hurt, what kind of tofu is so hard, he doesn't fight with his teeth anymore. I was really depressed, eating, taking a big bite of rice, eating shredded eggplant, and no longer thinking about anything else.
In the afternoon, Li Feng lay on the bamboo floor on the bamboo cool chuáng, and from time to time he could hear the sound of the rice huā machine in his ears, and the old man did not eat at noon. In fact, now is not the time to fry rice huā, usually this kind of popping rice huā, only before April, after October, of course, this is the lunar calendar. At that time, the weather was not hot, this thing was too roasted, not to mention, the rice huā could not be stored for long, and people did not want to fry more.
Li Feng is a little sympathetic to the elderly, the old couple live, 1 fierce and unfilial, seventy years old had to work hard for the two of them on a hot day, stuffed a few mouthfuls of rice at noon, and drank some well water. Popcorn huā actually doesn't make much money, don't look at dozens of pots for half a day, except for coal money, one or two yuan a pot, go to eat and drink, usually only a few thousand yuan. Now that the old man is old, I don't know how many years I can do it. Li Feng hated his unfilial descendants the most, but unfortunately he condemned it in his heart at most, but he couldn't do anything.
Li Feng held Mengmeng and gave the old man some sū melons, eating to quench his thirst, and filling his belly, these are all space melons and fruits, so let's do something.
The breeze with a trace of water vapor in the waterhole, cool blowing over, summer afternoon, knowing that it is still tireless chirping, the children are still energetic, jumping rubber bands, playing glass balls, or a few solid boys "cockfighting" The most popular jumping lattice among children, even Xiaoqing is attracted ().
Lei Lei learned after watching it for a while, returned to the peach forest, and polished it into a round piece with a porcelain piece and a broken bowl fragment in the shade under the peach tree. Only the size of Meng Meng's small palm, each child has one, Xiaoqing rarely takes a nap at noon, and is afraid that something will happen to Meng Meng. This will watch a few children play energetically, lie on the recliner in the Taoyuan pergola, and cut some melon slices. There are not many others in the small courtyard of the peach forest, melons, sū melons, and a lot of ice in the water tank. Most of these are from the space, the taste is sweet and delicious, and they are not sweet and greasy to eat, whether it is Lin Ying, Li Xin, or Xiaoqing, no one dislikes it.
"Brother Lei Lei, have you finished drawing?" Mengmeng, this girl doesn't know what's wrong, she doesn't want to play with the second child, she pulls the bell, Lei Lei, and runs back, in fact, this girl always loses to the second child every time she jumps the grid, Erya, Linlin them, and even the Cong child, Maozi and these little babies can't win. This can make the proud Meng Meng very unbearable, no, pull the stupid Lei Lei back to the peach forest.
"Now that the lattice is drawn, let's rock-paper-scissors." Lei Lei is actually not stupid, these things, he has never played, naturally he always loses every time, but the rules are finally remembered, six straight lines, six grids, five limited, one infinite, along the number, one to five Each grid is about sixty centimeters wide, and the last grid has no limit. The rules are simple, one to five grids, you must jump and walk, this is not counted, no one has a porcelain tile in their hands, and it is upgraded from the beginning.
Start throwing the porcelain piece, starting from one grid, if you throw it into the range of one grid, this is considered the first step is successful, and then single tuǐ jumps to bring the porcelain piece to the sixth grid, the porcelain piece can be once xìng, kick to the sixth, or you can kick slowly, but press to the line out. The further back you go, the more difficult it becomes, after clearing the sixth square, you can have a private room, but in fact you just have a square, and others have to jump over it.
And you are on the ground with both feet, the so-called your territory, you are in charge, after a while, Meng Meng and Bell already have a house, and Lei Lei is still there to fight in four grids. It's a pity that across the two grids of Meng Meng and the bell, Lei Lei can only fall into the bell house again, and he failed again.
"Wow, hahaha, Brother Lei Lei lost again." Meng Meng laughed proudly, startled the chicken claw pig, the little black mother and son, even my boss, the second goshawk listened to the cute voice, and couldn't help but tremble a few times. (To be continued...)