Wen Sibo said: "It smells so good! After the fight, eat a chocolate chip, the whole body relaxes, and the fragrance comes out of every pore, which is very comfortable.

"You come to our house often. My mother used to say that the things in my grandmother's lime jar would break if I didn't take them out. You come, and grandma will take it out. I said to Bluegrass.

Bluegrass's face was still red. "I'll give you my grandma's quiche tomorrow." She ran far away and looked back.

Wow, Grandma Bluegrass's quiche, I seem to smell that warm, fluffy pancake with the smell of green onions.

I kept the gardenias that Anan and Junhui gave them all in a porcelain bowl. The white gardenias, raised in celadon bowls, are clear and bright.

After eating, it was dark. Mom and grandma set up incense sticks in the yard, rice cakes with red yeast rice, grapes and gardenias, as well as colorful silk threads and needles.

I lay in front of the incense table, picking up my favorite silk thread. In a few moments, I'm going to thread the needles with the sky-blue silk thread, and I'm going to thread several needles. There are also several kinds of needles on the incense case, one is the smallest sewing needle, which is the needle that the mother wears; One is a large sewing needle, which is not very good in grandma's eyes, which is prepared for her; There's also an extra-large sewing needle, which is for me. Originally, my mother was going to sew me a needle for a sweater, but wow, that needle eye wool can be threaded through, and my mother is too much. If I use that needle, Yue Niangniang won't look at me and laugh off my big teeth.

"Cloth-valley, cloth-valley-"

At this time there is a cuckoo calling!

As soon as I looked up, I saw Anan again. He waved at me from outside the fence.

Hey, Anan! I ran over happily and received his gardenias, and I liked him even more.

Anan has a lot of ideas. That time, Uncle Liu's big fat pig was grazing next to the vegetable garden, and he stared at it at a glance, jumped on the big fat pig, waved the tender branches, and rode the pig! But the cold big fat pig was so scared that his soul was about to fall off, and he was running around. Their little geese, red, pink, blue, black, and green, were all painted by him with the paint he saved in art class. Once, a reporter from the county came to our village to investigate the grain production, and when he saw Anan's goose, he was very excited, thinking that he had discovered a new species, and interviewed Principal Gao with a microphone, and asked Principal Gao sweaty, but he didn't figure it out. After the reporter left, Anan "tasted" the good meal.

Anan likes me too. He rode a pig, and I'm going to try it too, even though my ass was almost broken into eight pieces, but what does it matter? Anan's little goose, the pink, red, and blue ones, is the color I painted, and it was much more uniform than his. When the reporter took pictures, there were several pictures of the little goose I painted. However, that interview was not published in the county's "Wind Vane" newspaper, and perhaps the reporter figured it out himself.

I don't know what new ideas Anan has again.

I ran to the threshing floor, and Anan handed me a needle to mend the fishing net, "Here you are, thread a few more strings." ”

"Wow-" I almost laughed, the needle for the net, the eye of the needle was the size of a fingernail, "bigger than the eye of the needle my mom found me."

He burst out laughing.

In the blink of an eye, the house was lively.

"Fight, fight!" Mom rushed out of the house in a frenzy.

I also hurried out after him.

Ah, it's Anan and Junhui fighting!

Everyone gathered around and commented: "Anan is much more flexible than Junhui!"

"What's going on, what's going on!" Principal Gao came, "Why are there people fighting again!" He grabbed Anan and tore the two men apart.

Junhui cried and said, "I don't know, Anan called me, and he fought with me as soon as I ran over." ”

Anan kept his face silent and silent.

Principal Gao was angry and shouted that he would be locked up in Anan and that he would not be allowed to come out to play.

Wow, this is Anan's "seven inches". Anan said that if he hits a snake and hits him seven inches, his father confines him, which means hitting him seven inches. Anan hates confinement the most. When I was in confinement, I was not allowed to do anything, I was only allowed to write reviews, write my feelings, and I was bored.

"Junhui is not honest!" Anan held back a sentence.

"What!" Junhui jumped.

What, what?" Junhui's mother and my mother rushed over. They had always thought that Junhui was an honest silly boy, just too honest, and now that someone finally said that he was not honest, the two of them were happy.

"Gardenia!" Anan said these three words and never spoke again.

Junhui opened his mouth to look at me, and I smiled at him. He was like a fish freshly fished out of a stream, without a sound.

Seeing that Junhui didn't speak, Junhui's mother and my mother became more interested. They pulled away Principal Gao to ask what was going on.

As soon as Principal Gao let go, Anan ran away.

The moon was rising, and the begging was about to begin.

Grandma helped me pin on the gardenias, they were so fragrant! My mother's eyes widened when she looked at me, put her arms around me, and said that I was a little flower demon. Grandma blamed her and said I was a little flower fairy.

I'm so proud, ah, it's so good to have a good Tanabata.

The moon climbs up the willow tops, and the moonlight shines down, as clear as well water, and the world is quiet and beautiful.

Grandma Bluegrass came with Bluegrass, but unexpectedly, Junhui's mother came with Junhui and Anan in tow. As soon as she entered, she yelled to close the courtyard door, "Otherwise, she will run away." Mom hurriedly closed the courtyard door.

"Junhui and Anan are both tigers, and I finally got through Principal Gao and arrested Anan as well. Ask Grandma Yanzi to help them dress up and lead them to worship the Seven Fairies. Junhui's mother said to her grandmother.

"Well, it's time to worship the Seven Fairies. The boy who belongs to the tiger worships the seven fairies, looks good and has happy eyes. Grandma Bluegrass said with satisfaction, "Besides, boys can be raised as girls, and they can be a little careful." ”

Junhui gets caught tightly by his. Grandma took her mother's rouge and threw a layer on Junhui's face, then took a gardenia and clamped it on his head with a hairpin.

It's Anan's turn, and everyone can't catch him. I looked at my grandmother's tired and panting appearance, and shouted, "Anan, look at my grandmother's tiredness."

Anan looked at grandma, looked at the closed courtyard door, wilted, let grandma sweep some rouge on her cheeks, and pinned a flower on her head.

Grandma Bluegrass said: "I have to change into a flower skirt and pierce my ears with a begging needle under the eyelids of Yue Niangniang."

Anan jumped. Junhui stole a glance at Bluegrass and didn't make a sound. Bluegrass blushed. "Forget it, forget it," said Mom, "it just means." "Grandma lit three sticks of incense, and we got up and bowed three times to the moon. We picked up the needle and thread and hummed the ballad that my grandmother taught me:

"On the seventh day of the seventh month of July, the door opened, and I asked Yue Niangniang to come down to earth.

Yue Niangniang, come down to earth and teach me needles and threads.

One embroidered peach blossom tree red, two embroidered wheat yellow into gold,

Three embroidered Mid-Autumn Festival moon bright, four embroidered New Year's hanging red lights.

I went last year and this year, and I picked you up with an incense plate on my head......"

In this ancient and distant song, the moonlight is quiet, and the fragrance of gardenias is more and more intense.