After Song Fusheng came back, he needed to hurry to burn the fire wall of the chili room.

When he finishes burning and comes out to take a look, he has to go and take a ride one by one.

His daughter's search for Mi Shou is gone.

When he found the stable, he saw that the sister and brother were hugging each other and crying, and his daughter was still holding a torch in one hand, which did not delay holding the younger brother.

Poria cocos usually doesn't cry, but it's solid when it's small, what's wrong with this?

When I got closer, I saw a few incense sticks that had been burned, as well as his lighter, and threw them aside.

When did this little thing steal his lighter?

However, Song Fusheng somewhat understood in his heart.

"Come, Bao'er, uncle. Hi, don't cry, look at this little face, it's like a little old lady," Song Fusheng picked up Mi Shou and glanced at Song Fuling again.

Song Fuling was a little embarrassed and said, "You take him back first, I'll clean up here and don't cause a fire." ”

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Easthouse, Westinghouse, together.

It's like just settling here, taking a shower for the first time.

The four strong wagyu cattle shopkeepers poured buckets of water into the pot.

Yoneju sits in a large basin with hot water.

Song Fusheng knelt on the side, his front placket was wet, and he asked while rubbing Mi Shou's bath: "What are you talking about with your grandfather?" ”

Mi Shou pursed his little red mouth and stirred his two little hands: "I didn't nag anything." ”

"No way, are you suing me?"

Mi Shou hurriedly turned his head and stared at Song Fusheng's eyes: "How can that be." ”

In the East House, Qian Peiying was also helping Song Fuling take a bath.

Looking at her daughter who curled her hair, she also inquired: "When you found Mi Shou, what did he do there to burn incense and Dao Gu." ”

"That's a lot, our Mishou is a little talker."

Song Fuling folded her fingers and counted them one by one:

"He actually remembered that at the beginning, you and my father always said that the three of us just had to do whatever we wanted, and he said that he was scared when he listened to it.

And he hurriedly said, "I will not be afraid."

He also reported to the other end, saying that he had eaten the throat-pulling wowotou, drank snake soup, watched Grandpa Gao eat a small puddle, and secretly drank the plum soup I gave him on the road, and he didn't dare to open his mouth to speak, but it was delicious, and he was afraid that people would smell it. Drank the milk that my dad secretly fed him.

Mother? ”

"Huh?"

Song Fuling picked up the bucket and whispered, "Mi Shou seems to remember the thermometer." ”

Qian Peiying sighed.

He's only five years old.

No matter how big it is, I don't dare to take things out blindly.

Look at it, Mi Shou dares to use a lighter tonight.

Ask Mishou how he knows where the lighter is hidden.

Because this kind of thing is not on the road, it is basically not used now.

Stayed outside the one, not all into the space, in order to get up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet and light the oil lamp.

However, it is usually hidden for it, especially the daughter's speech book at home, and people come to the house day and night, and it is hidden in a small net basket for use.

Mi Shou can take it out.

You ask him, how do you know where to hide?

He tells you that there is notice.

You ask him, how can he use it, and no one teaches him.

Mi Shou will ask you in a puzzled way, what's not going to be useful about this, isn't it just a press and it will get angry?

When you light the incense, when the wind blows the flames, don't you burn your hands?

Mi Shou will reply to you with an expression of "Are you so stupid, or am I stupid": "When lighting incense, light the fire with one hand and cover it with the other." ”

"Mother, not only did he nag about what to eat and drink, but he also told him about that side, but he was worried.

said that my father told him that the bad people he met were punished, and that was because his grandfather and father were blessed by immortals.

So, since your grandfather and mother have taken a plane to the sky and are about to celebrate the New Year, can you also bless those good people you meet.

There is a little general's brother, an uncle who bought his pine nuts, and the old lady who rewarded him for not choking charcoal, saying that the head of the family has a round face and a double chin, don't bless the mistake. ”

Song Fuling smiled and continued:

We don't know where he learned the tone, and sighed and said to the incense, alas, the favor is the most difficult to return.

You don't know, he also instructed him to bless my father to earn more money, saying that he and I eat a lot, and if I don't earn money, my uncle will have something to support.

also asked the three incense sticks, is there that kind of work? My uncle is not very tired, and he earns a lot.

And, mother, he's five years old, and he's telling you to get pregnant. ”

Qian Peiying looked at her daughter in astonishment.

"Really, don't believe it. He said that my grandmother looked for him last night, and he was quite psychologically burdened. At that time, he said in a very worried tone, I don't want my uncle to be embarrassed outside, and it is not good to be pointed at by others, can you bless my uncle to give birth to a son. ”

Qian Peiying laughed: "It's okay, that's your father's birth, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

After laughing, he suddenly asked, "Then later, why did you two hug your head and cry again." ”

Song Fuling also restrained her smile: "Mi Shou said that he is dreaming, he is not afraid, but he is afraid that he will never forget it." ”

Qian Peiying hurriedly stood up and pretended to go to get hot water.

It's Westinghouse, and the atmosphere is good.

Song Fusheng also happened to ask if he would give birth to a son.

He enlightened the little baby:

"Mi Shou, in this world, it would be great if my uncle could arrange it properly and clearly for you and your sister.

Uncle didn't want another one.

You two can live like your uncle expects in the future, and never let your uncle down, so I have to go sideways when I go out, why should I be ashamed? I've got a good face.

Giving birth to a kang, one can't be raised, which one is mentioned, which one makes people worry about toothache, then it doesn't stumble? That's even more stumbling.

Besides, my uncle doesn't have you. ”

Mi Shou twisted his little brow: "But I'm a fake." ”

Song Fusheng suddenly realized that he couldn't run the train in front of the child in the future.

The phrase "I'm a fake" was something he said inadvertently, and he let the child hear it when he didn't know why.

"You are not a fake, you are the biggest treasure of the old Qian family, counting on you to glorify your ancestors, and you are a half-laer rewarded by God to your uncle. Come on, Banlaer, there are some things you don't understand very well, don't listen to grandma, my uncle will tell you slowly, you should rub your uncle's back first. ”

This is tired for Mi Shou, after rubbing the left side and rubbing the right side, his hands are tired and tired, and his uncle still doesn't let him go, and he uses him as an itch, so that he can scratch in all directions.

After a while, the shopkeeper Niu and Sizhuang heard the laughter of their uncle and Mi Shou.

The two of them were relieved.

The little lady and the little master came back with red eyes, but they were worried about them.

There is another person who is also worried about it, and that is Mrs. Ma.

The old lady chattered from the moment she entered the house.

glanced at the West House, listened to Mi Shou's movements, and then relaxed a little, and approached Song Fuling again:

"Fat girl, let the milk call you and Mi Shou, I think you two are scared. For the New Year, there are many lonely souls and wild ghosts outside, don't recruit and come back with no face. ”

"Baby, don't talk about it, if you keep talking, I'll easily scare you."

Mrs. Ma could only tell Qian Peiying before leaving: "Give the two children a pillow kitchen knife to sleep." ”

But no, everything that was promised was good, but no one listened to Mrs. Ma.

Song Fuling and her younger brother Mi Shou slept next to their parents.

Tonight, they deliberately slept on the kang.

The younger brother Mi Shou slept in his father's arms, and his sister Poria lay next to his mother.

When Song Fusheng lay down, he asked, "What is it like?" ”

Before Song Fuling could react, Mi Shou smiled and said, "It's like escaping from the wilderness, and sleeping like this." ”

That night, all four of them fell asleep with smiles on their faces.

With a smile on the last day of Jiayou's forty-seventh year, the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve.