"It's crooked, brother, you're crooked." Worried about his toes, Qingxi commanded his brother to paste the Spring Festival couplets.

"Stinky boy, what do you mean that my brother is crooked, it's the Spring Festival couplets that are crooked." Moved the position of the Spring Festival couplets down, Qingle looked down from the ladder, raised his eyebrows and looked at the little fat man below and asked, "What now?" ”

The little guy is wearing a bright red little Tang suit today, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes like a New Year's doll, very beautiful.

Qingxi scratched her face with her little fat hand, her smart big eyes purred, and she nodded with a smile, "It's still crooked!" Brother big stupid. ”

Looking at the little fat man's smug face, Qingle felt that his hands were so itchy.

I really wanted to go down and beat the little fat man, clenched my fists and endured it, turned my head and shouted, "Grandpa, come quickly, the little fat man is making trouble." ”

"You're mischievous again?" The old man who came out of the living room frowned, and looked at his little grandson lying on the ladder with displeasure.

"I'm not making trouble, it's my brother who is crooked!" Seeing his grandfather's straight face, Qingxi ran over and hugged his grandfather's legs, his eyes were pure, and he had an innocent smirk on his face.

"You!" Looking at the smiling little grandson, the old man was helpless and funny, touched his head, pointed to the kitchen, and said with a serious face, "Go to your sister." Thinking about it, he still didn't feel at ease, and advised, "Don't make trouble." ”

"I don't make trouble, I help my sister light the fire." Qingxi grinned, said unashamedly, let go of grandpa's legs, and ran to the kitchen.

"Grandpa, can you help me see if it's crooked?" Seeing his younger brother leave, Qingle wiped the sweat from his forehead, took the Spring Festival couplets and started to position again.

With his hands behind his back, the old man looked up and said, "A little down, this is it." ”

“・・・・”

"Sister, I'll help you light the fire." Running into the kitchen, Qingxi picked up a piece of wood and stuffed it into the stove.

"Don't stuff it in, the fire is too big, and the meatballs are going to be fried." Putting down the colander in his hand, Qingli snatched the wood from his hand.

Seeing the wood in her hand being taken away by her sister, Qingxi felt so wronged, she held her mouth, and her eyes quickly filled with water.

Looking at the water in his eyes, Qingli stroked his forehead with a headache, shook his head and took a bowl from the cabinet and filled it with some freshly fried mung bean balls and lotus root clips, "Don't cry, you sit here and eat, let's go see Xiao Miaomiao!" Putting the chopsticks in Xixi's hand, Qingli turned around and picked up the colander and began to work.

Seeing that my sister put down the bowl and ignored herself, Qingxi pouted unhappily and poked a mung bean ball with chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth.

Slowly squirming his cheeks, his big black eyes followed Qingli.

Half an hour later, Qingli put the meatballs out of the pot on the basin, took off the apron on her body, looked at the sirk sitting obediently, and couldn't help but smile.

I saw that there were oil flowers all over her face, and when I saw her laughing, I laughed with her, and the small front teeth lined the oil flowers on my face, like a little flower cat.

poked the little guy's forehead, and Qingli sighed hatefully, "Look at you, eat something and make it look like a little flower cat, let's go!" I went to wash my face with my sister. He picked up his wreckness and walked to the bathroom.

"Okay, clean. Sister, let's go see Xiao Miaomiao. In the bathroom, Qingxi hid the towel on Qingli's hand, and his face was wiped red.

"You go get something." Hung up the towel and washed her face.

When I came to the door, there was a small basket at my feet, and I was looking up at my grandfather hanging a lantern.

Lifting the basket, Qingli took Xixi and said to grandpa, "Grandpa, I'll take Xixi to the greenhouse and bring some potted plants back." ”

"Okay, you guys go!" The grandfather, who was busy hanging the lantern, replied loudly.

Walking towards the greenhouse, I found wisps of green smoke coming out of the kitchens of every house in the village, and it seemed that everyone was preparing food for the New Year.

"Lili-" Hearing a voice from behind, Qingli turned her head suspiciously, and found that Wen Wenzheng was trotting all the way over.

"You run slowly, I won't go." Qingli looked at Wenwen, who was panting as she ran to her, and smiled and stretched out her hand to pat her on the back.

"Sister Wenwen is good." Xi Xi also stretched out his little hand to touch her head, and did not forget to say hello.

picked him up, Wenwen pinched his face, and couldn't hide the smile in his eyes with a straight face, "Stinky boy, no big or small." Don't you know that a woman's head can't be touched? ”

Scratching his head, he asked suspiciously, "Why can't you touch it?" My sister touched my head too!"

Uh~ I can say it's fun for you!

Clearing his throat, Wenwen said seriously, "That's your sister is ignorant, you have to remember, a woman's head and a man's waist can't be touched, otherwise there will be a big tiger eating people at night." After saying that, he made a big grimace with teeth and claws.

I didn't know that my eyes widened angrily, puffed out my cheeks, and said angrily, "You are not sensible, my sister is very sensible." Sister Wenwen is a big liar, and tigers don't eat people. Dabai doesn't eat people, hum, I don't want you to hug me, it's not a good boy who deceives people. "Struggling to get down.

Ha ha~

Seeing Wenwen standing there stupidly all of a sudden, Qingli couldn't help laughing anymore, and teased, "You deserve it, you don't have anything to tease the child." ”

Letting go of the struggling struggling in his arms, Wenwen wiped his face, sighed, and said melancholy, "Today's children are ghosts and ghosts, how can they be deceived like we were back then." I still remember that Uncle Nian always said that we were picked up from the dung pit, and every time I went back in tears to ask my parents for verification, and then we were beaten. ”

Qingli walked towards the basket like a greenhouse, glanced at her obliquely, and complained without hesitation, "That's stupid, you see that I didn't believe it." When to go? ”

Pulling Qingli's ponytail, Wenwen replied while teasing, "No, what do you grow in your greenhouse?" ”

"Wow, these things are so beautiful! You planted it? "Walking into the greenhouse, I saw the colorful flesh, Wenwen looked at it here, touched it there, and was excited like a child.

"This is my sister's plant! I also have one, is it good? Pulling Wenwen to the area where the bear boy was kept, Qingxi happily pointed out his pot to her.

"Awesome! Give it to your sister! hugged Xixi and kissed him fiercely, Wenwen looked at Xixi pitifully.

Hearing Wenwen say that he was going to give it to her, he was dumbfounded, looked at the bear boy he planted, and then looked at Wenwen who was blinking, and turned his head to look at his sister at a loss.

Checking the growth of the flesh in the shed, Qingli said without looking back, "I'm going to play by myself, don't pay attention to your sister Wenwen, she's crazy." "Pick up the scissors and trim off the yellow foliage.

Listening to Qingli's words, he ran to fetch sand, and the stone flower pot began to fiddle with the potted plants by himself, ignoring Wenwen who was looking at him at all.

"I like it so much, can you give me some?" Walking to Qingli's side, Wenwen looked at her skillfully trimming the fleshy plants, and asked with envy and anxiety on her face.

Turning his head to look at Wenwen's flattering and apprehensive smile on his face, Qingli raised her eyebrows, thinking to herself: Could it be that in her eyes, I am so stingy? Or was he scared of the original owner when he was a child?

opened his mouth and closed it again, watching Wenwen's round eyes widen and shrink all of a sudden, the expression on his face was happy, nervous and fun, Qingli said that he couldn't bear to laugh and endure very hard.

Holding back the smile in his heart, Qingli said with a cold face, "Of course..."

"Okay, you're bullying me again, look at my dragon claw hand." Seeing Qingli smiling, Wenwen reacted immediately, and was tricked again, and angrily stretched out his hand to tickle Qingli.

"Haha... don't scratch it, I'll give it, I can't give it!"

"No, let you bully me, beat me when I was a child, bully me when I grow up, I won't let you go today, look at the move."

"Haha..."