The thirteenth day of the system crash
Grandma Yan, who finally protected her son's bicycle, hugged the rusty bicycle and cried, and then slowly put the bicycle back to its original place.
Now that this bicycle has been exposed, the next group of relatives ......
Grandma Yan thought about it, and frowned.
“...... Grandmother. Yan Yan was silent for a moment, and then shouted.
This grandma, Yan Yan felt as if she had returned to the Xuanling Continent, at that time, grandma liked to hold herself in the shade of the tree, and then tell stories to herself every day to coax her young self.
The laughter at that time seemed to be still in my ears, and Yan Yan was a little distracted.
"Oh, when will Yan Yan wake up? ”
Looking at her grandmother's old face, Yan Yan began to worry about it, if she hadn't woken up this time, her grandmother wouldn't know what crime she would suffer.
"Yan Yan blows, grandma doesn't hurt. Yan Yan, who is already more than three hundred years old, speaks like a three-year-old doll at this time.
"Okay, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Touching the little loose chirp on Yan Yan's hair, Grandma Yan's smile was very sweet.
Because of the fact that the two educated youths live in the Yan family, every day Grandma Yan is equivalent to earning 2 centimeters more, which is also the brigade's care for Grandma Yan.
Speaking of Yan Yan's father, Yan Weijun, there was no one in the entire brigade who did not say that it was a pity.
is really a filial son, hard-working, and finally left the army and returned to his hometown to rest, but he was still busy earning work at home.
It's a pity that such a good person just left.
It's already September low.
The word "autumn is not very applicable" now, and after a while under the sun, I sweated, although it was easier than the summer work, but it was really not much easier.
Today, Grandma Yan's task is to take care of the pigs in the pigsty.
Even from a distance, Yan Yan smelled the stench, and immediately sealed his sense of smell, the smell turned out to be damn sour.
Yan Yan didn't dare to completely seal Grandma Yan's sense of smell, she only dared to seal one side, and even if she could smell the smell, it would be much lighter.
The keeper of the pigsty is an old gentleman surnamed Qiao, who is said to have been locked up here to take care of the pigs after committing a crime a few years ago, so to speak.
Even if Mr. Qiao fell to such a depressed state, the clothes on his body were still neat and new. Looking at the dress, you know that he is a spiritual old man.
"Mr. Qiao, good afternoon. ”
"Well, good afternoon. Mr. Qiao kept a tense face all day long, as if someone else owed him 1.8 million yuan and didn't pay it back.
"Hello Grandpa Joe. ”
Yan Yan, who was still silent, suddenly chose temporary amnesia, and woke up again and was very lively and active.
"Okay, hello, hello. ”
Even Mr. Qiao, who was serious, still rubbed Yan Yan's head very gently when he saw such a small and cute little girl again.
As he spoke, he took out another candy from his pocket.
Yan Yan had long been familiar with Mr. Qiao, so instead of refusing the candy, she took it out, then peeled it open and ate it in her mouth.
"Oh, don't let him eat these things, can't you keep them for yourself?" Grandma Yan didn't refuse, but she still couldn't help muttering.
"It's fine. After that, Mr. Qiao began his work today.
The pig farm has always been Mr. Qiao's job, cleaning the pigsty on weekdays, watching the pigs, living in the small grass hut next to the pigsty, really eating and sleeping together.
As for Grandma Yan, in another week, she took time to come over to help, and this work day is 6 points.
Grandma Yan started to get busy, placed Yan Yan to sit on a small stool next to her, and then shouted, "All of them!"
I didn't hear a reply message for a while.
"All ~" Yan Yan who specially lowered his voice.
“...... At. "I just dared to cut off contact by myself, and now I'm talking to myself again, it seems that the big guy is also very unstable, and his own wave of operations is also stable.