"That cousin, you have to tell all the stories in the afternoon, Snow White is so pitiful." Cousin Ye Wenwen sighed, how can there be such a person, is the princess really so beautiful?

"Oh, I'll talk about it in the afternoon, my mouth is so tired now." Cover your mouth with your little paws and shake your head.

"Cousin, is Snow White really beautiful?" Cousin Ye Wenwen touched her black and thin cheeks with her little paws.

"Mm-hmm, maybe, she's very white-skinned." Ye Zi also touched the prickly heat on his face with his little paws, isn't it the same fate as the same person?

"Why is her skin so white, my skin so dark." Cousin Ye Wenwen wants to get to the bottom of the problem and check the form of the household registration.

"Maybe she didn't go out in the sun." Ye Zi said uncertainly, maybe it may be natural beauty.

"Then I'm going to be Snow White, I don't bask in the sun, I don't go to the valley."

"Cousin, don't be so willful, okay, if you don't dry the grain, why don't you dry the rice when the eldest aunt asks, how do you answer??"

"Let's just say I'm going to be Snow White." Cousin Ye Wenwen didn't understand why Ye Zi asked this, and looked at Ye Zi with puzzled eyes.

"Snow White there?" Ye Zi had no choice but to guide the bear child.

"Is there any in the story my cousin told?"

"Does my cousin want me to let my aunt scold?"

"Cousin, why would my mother scold you?"

"If you don't dry the grain, the eldest aunt will think that I teach you badly, then I won't talk about it deliberately in the afternoon."

"Cousin, then I'll dry the grain, and you will tell the story in the afternoon."

Cousin Ye Wenwen was afraid that Ye Zi would really stop telling stories, so she hurriedly grabbed Ye Zi's hand and shook it a few times, acting like a puppy.

Ye Zi wiped the sweat from her head, cousin, when did you become a bear child, you almost frightened me, so dangerous.

"Sister, just tell me and my brother about it."

"Yes, yes, if one is not good, they won't work, and the adults will curse again."

"Let's go kick the rice now."

"yes, I'll talk about it in the afternoon."

When a group of children saw that there was no story to hear, they went to work on their own rice and dried it so that they could have enough to eat.

"Sister, do you have a dry mouth? Drink a glass of water, wipe your sweat, you see the prickly heat on your face today. ”

"I want to drink water, can the second brother not talk about prickly heat."

"Does Snow White have prickly heat on her face?"

"How can you say that there is a prickly heat in the country."

"Then I will marry the most beautiful girl in the future."

"Oh, the second brother wants to marry a girl at such a young age."

"Then they are relatives and act as bride and groom."

"Can acting be taken seriously?"

"And how much of what you say is true?"

"Sometimes there is truth."

"That's sometimes lying?"

"Second brother, the teacher is dishonest in lying."

"Sister, don't talk about Teacher Lu."

Fighting freely, Ye Zi looked at the sky, the sun was in the middle, and before he knew it, it was noon again, and his parents went to sow rice and didn't come back so soon.

"Big brother and second brother, it's noon, Mom and Dad haven't come back yet, let's go home and cook first."

"Okay, okay, I'm hungry. Second brother Ye Wu touched his little belly, no wonder he was so hungry, it turned out to be noon. ”

"Sister, let's go home hand in hand."

"Second brother, hold my sister."

"Big brother, don't hold me, I'll go by myself."

"Sister, be obedient, there are so many stones on the road, how good it is. The prickly heat on my face is so ugly now, and it's even more ugly when I touch it. ”

"Second brother, did I have a grudge against you in my previous life? How do you keep digging my scars. ”

"Hehe, how can it be, I must have done too many good deeds in my previous life to have the fate to be a brother and sister with my sister." The second brother, Ye Wu, took his sister's hand and brushed his shoes while walking home.

"Second brother, do you talk to girls like this?"

"I don't like to play with girls, I love to cry and I'm a tigress, and I just hit a girl with a stone a few days ago."

"It's not inexplicable, it's you who said that the hot prickly heat on someone's face is pockmark, and she got angry and hit you."

"Then I don't know, don't I? Just make it clear, I don't know why she is eating explosives like that? Fierce. ”