This is on the mountain, the road is not easy to walk, and it is easy to turn into the deep mountains and old forests when you are confused.

There are snakes, there are wolves, it's raining.

Zhao Fugui wiped the rain from his face, and looked up at the sky in a daze, as if he had just reacted.

The girl can't go down the mountain alone, even if Li Xiu wants to starve him and don't give him food, he has to bring it back for his daughter.

Zhao Fugui stomped his feet, slapped his legs with both hands, sighed loudly, and ran down the mountain to find spring flowers in the rain.

And at this time, no one cares where he goes, no one cares about Chunhua.

Even some women thought when Chunhua was beaten before: That is Chunhua's life, her life is not good, her father doesn't take it seriously, what does it have to do with others.

They have seen too many hard-working women in their mother-in-law's house, and they have long been numb.

ran to the accident site where they were bitten by a snake, afraid that their own baby would be bitten by a snake, and called their children with their voices:

"Dog leftovers?"

"Bolts!"

"Second baby?"

"Garlic sprouts!"

Song Fusheng shouted: "Poria cocos, Poria cocos? Ran to Song Fuling, picked up her daughter's arm and dragged her to the tent.

"Dad, what about Chunhua?"

"What flowers are in spring, hurry up, go up the tree to avoid the rain, and water the cold."

Song Fusheng pushed Song Poria to climb up the tree, and then instructed: "Did you hear that?" Someone has let the snake bite, from now on you are not allowed to give me down, I will go to your mother, find Mi Shou...... It can't be Miju bitten! ”

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

Qian Mishou carried his heavy little burden on his back, ran all the way diagonally with his arms outstretched, and shouted, "Uncle, uncle, help me up the tree." ”

He was afraid that the glutinous rice bricks would be destroyed.

followed by Qian Peiying.

Song Fusheng grabbed Qian Mishou into his arms and slapped Qian Mishou's buttocks: "Where are you going!" ”

"Oh, what are you doing beating him, hurry up and hug the tree." Qian Peiying stopped and didn't let him fight.

Qian Mishou didn't dare to squeak after being slapped inexplicably, he got into the tent and glanced at his sister first, took off his shoes while slipping away, and wiped the mud on his trouser legs with his little hands before climbing in.

Immediately afterwards, Qian Peiying also went up the tree.

Song Fusheng was the last to go up. After only such a short delay, the back of his clothes was completely wet, and his hair was also wet.

As soon as he entered the tent, he wiped the rain on his face, took the towel handed by his daughter, and before he could speak, Qian Mishou pulled him and said in a milky voice: "Uncle, slippers." ”

Song Fusheng dragged off the straw sandals.

"Uncle, you have mud on your feet, wipe it quickly."

"Uncle, you're too dirty, take off your clothes."

Song Fusheng and Qian Mishou stared at each other in disbelief, and said in their hearts: I am tired of building a tent, and I can't come in and hide from the rain for a while, right? What kid, why don't you just get me out there?

Qian Mishou looked at it, his uncle's face was not good, forget it, forget it.

He came to Song Fusheng for a busy meal.

Dragged out the mattress that Song Fusheng was sitting on, turned the quilt near Song Fusheng upside down behind him and Song Fuling, and rummaged to find a dry cloth and handed it to Song Fusheng: "Uncle, use this to wipe it, don't use my sister's." ”

In Qian Mishou's heart, my sister's face towel is so good, I haven't seen it, but it can be soft, and the boss is a piece for the buried uncle, and he is blind.

Qian Peiying didn't want to laugh. What's the situation, it's so miserable, always laughing, like a fool, but she still can't control her laughter.

Song Fusheng was also angry when he heard the laughter: "Okay, little adult, don't be busy." Don't worry, your uncle and I are not qualified to sit on the mattress, I will sit directly on the board and not stain your luggage, okay, alas. ”