This was the first time Mrs. Ma saw that the little granddaughter was angry.

She remembers, huh? I don't think about it, I don't pay attention to it, and when I think about it, I suddenly find that I don't have any memory of being angry.

The little granddaughter is either listless and never sits when she can lie down, or she is smiling.

It was also the first time that I found out that if my granddaughter was really angry, the three sons and the two of them would not squeak.

Mrs. Ma hugged the cabbage and thought: San'er, what are you thinking about on the side of the pestle? Who's in charge of your family?

Song Fusheng: You can do it.

At this time, Song Fuling pointed to the horse and trained Mi Shou and said: "If you like it again, can people and animals live in the same house?" If there are fleas, lice, and other bugs on it, do you know how hard my sister has gone to get rid of lice? ”

Mi Shou was about to open his mouth.

Song Fuling interrupted: "Don't explain to me, and you are not allowed to discuss your uncle and aunt again, it is useless for anyone to let it in and live, I am not allowed." Not even if it doesn't have parasites on it. Horses have to pull dung, Mi Shou, our family can only be in the house in the middle of the night on the trumpet, can not squat on the trumpet, next to the cold, we all have to go out. You let the horses pull manure in the house? ”

Qian Peiying put Qian Mishou in her arms, shook her head at Mishou, and asked her not to talk back.

Song Fusheng was beside him, as if he had a cold, coughed, squatted in front of the stove pit, added a handful of firewood, and pretended not to hear.

Mrs. Ma held a cabbage and turned around to find a pot. San'er's pot, where to put it.

Song Lingling walked to the door and shouted, "Four strong? Sizhuang, you come for a moment. ”

After a while, Si Zhuang was covered in ashes, and he came out of nowhere.

Song Fuling commanded, let the horse be dragged out with great force, and dragged to the house where the cow stayed.

She thinks that she has been very good to Xiaohong.

Don't look at it with two cows.

Before, I was afraid that Xiaohong would be wronged, so her father made a new place, and spread the good hay given by Chen Dong's family, afraid that the horse would be cold, so he deliberately moved the position of the two cows, let the cow lie in a place with a little leakage, and poured out a good position for the horse, but I didn't expect it to happen.

Little Red was dragged back here, and naturally it still refused to go in.

Sizhuang didn't dare to pull hard.

Because he knew that the horse should be extremely expensive, and there was no variegated mane on its body.

Song Fuling entered the shed, patted the wooden stake that had tied the ox before, and said: "Trouble the four strong, increase the strength of the work, and then tie it tightly, it can't walk around in circles, I see how it can stumble." ”

In this way, Xiaohong was forcibly brought into a new nest.

At night, it was completely dark, and everyone had already closed the wooden gate, and the "iron tip" was spread all over the doorway.

Song Fusheng carried a small half bucket of fragrant rice cereal, which contained carrots cut into long dices, blanched frozen celery, mixed with sesame oil and salt, and brought them home.

Qian Peiying glanced at the door of the big house, and then asked in a low voice, "It doesn't eat?" ”

"If you don't eat, you won't even look at me."

"It's hard to tame."

Song Fusheng said, no, I heard that the more noble the bloodline, the more difficult it is to bow your head. Think about it carefully, like a person, there is the kind of person who can't think about it, he would rather be killed, he will not bow his head, and even before being killed, he can hold his head high.

At the door of the big house, the straw mat curtain was lifted a little bit, Mi Shou's little hand secretly grabbed the door curtain, and was about to go out, when his sister came back, his little foot stopped again.

Mi Shou heard his sister say with his own ears, don't you eat it, right? Still not hungry. Then my sister went out with the bucket.

Mi Shou wanted to go out with him to take a look, why did my sister carry the bucket?

But Song Fusheng dragged him.

If you don't hold it, you can't do it, and you can guess that the girl has designated to "abuse" the horse.

It doesn't matter to the horse, the horse, if you want to abuse it, you can abuse it, but don't stimulate my rice life.

"Be obedient, eat apples, you haven't eaten fruit this day."

Song Fusheng pretended to go outside to get apples, went to walk around the cellar at the back of the house, and hurried back.

Because there are apples and pears in the cellar, it is the grandfather of Yunzhong County, the one he knew on the way to escape from the wilderness, some of which he bought before, and some of whom he bought for himself. Keep it fresh in the cellar.

But no matter how fresh the cellar is, there is no space to keep it fresh. And when Song Fusheng only came here, he went out a few times, and he really bought basket by basket as long as he went out, and after buying, he set aside some of it for storage in the cellar and most of it for space.

I'm afraid that I will miss the last sale of apples and autumn pears at the beginning of November, and I can't buy them when I want to.

"You listen to your uncle, it's cold outside. Speaking of the little boots, your aunt also has to take out the insoles and put them on the kang to dry, so you can sit here and eat apples, and my uncle will take a look and see how your pony looks. ”

What can a pony do, it's being abused?

The torch is lit, let Xiaohong you, see it clearly, a row of children eating rice cereal.

Song Jinbao took the head and squatted at the door of the horse house holding a wooden bowl to eat.

Garlic Miaozi also asked Song Pocos: "Sister Fat Girl, can I hold another bowl?" ”

Song Fuling touched the outside of the bucket, it was okay, it was still warm, "Of course," I am afraid that the child will be upset when it is cold.

Yaya said, "It's delicious." I also care about Mi Shou: "Do you have any food for Mi Shou?" ”

Song Fusheng overheard this, and he was fine, and left.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Mi Shou took advantage of Song Fusheng and Qian Peiying to go to the chili base, and his sister also went to the cake room.

It's a pity that Song Fuling followed as soon as possible.

"Xiaohong, Xiaohong, how are you? Sister didn't mean it, don't be angry with her.

My sister said that she was there to make you adapt to the home faster.

But why don't you eat, horses have no night grass and no fat, how can you grow tall if you don't eat.

By the way, I've got apples for you, you see. ”

Under the oil lamp, the little pony that only looked at the jujube red, and the moment Mi Shou took out the apple from his pocket, its eyes suddenly brightened, and it raised its head suddenly.

It's a pity, "Mi Shou, what are you doing?" ”

"Sister, I," Mi Shou was taught by Song Fuling, preferring not to answer, avoid questions, not to speak, and not to make excuses.

"You didn't eat the apple, did you come to deliver it apples?"

Mi Shou raised his big eyes and nodded: "Yes." ”

Song Pony raised her eyebrows at the pony: "However, it doesn't like to eat apples." ”

"Huh?" Mi Shou looked back at the pony in surprise: "You don't like to eat apples." ”

It's strange if you don't like to eat it.

Qian Mishou was sent home by Song Fuling, and after taking off her brother's shoes, she went to the chili base and asked for apples.

Song Fusheng took out the two of them from the space for his daughter.

So, at this time, Song Lingling stood in front of the pony, she was eating one and playing with one, "So you want to eat this, you want to eat?" ”

Xiaohong didn't look at her.

"Okay," Song Fuling nodded, there is a kind.

"Xiaohong, do you know what kind of life my sister used to live, she can really drive and never walk, but I can escape from the wilderness and walk all the way, and now there is a thick layer of cocoons under my feet. I threw away the leftovers, I didn't count. Forget it, say too much, I'm afraid it will scare you to death.

Even people like me know current affairs, you, a little animal, don't think too much about yourself as your young master's heart and foal, this is the Song Mansion.

Our children here can't eat apples, and if you still want to lose your temper and eat apples, I'll feed you a few pieces of Poria cake.

I'm not used to your fault.

Don't change? ”

Red twisted her head to the other side again.

Song Fuling stepped forward: "Don't change it, I'll set up a circus to let you walk the tightrope and let you jump the fire ring." ”

After speaking, Song Fuling stood in front of the jujube red pony, looking like she couldn't do it if you didn't look at me, where to hide, leashing you:

"See, two apples, I can't eat them, I won't eat them, and I won't give them to you if I throw them away."

With a double wave of his hand, he is in front of the pony and throws the apple into space. It's gone, there's a showdown.

Pony: "......"

Two cows: "Huh? What about the master's fruit. ”

"No, wow, it's scared back to me."