Not to mention, it's water-saving to take a shower here.

Everyone was pouring water on their bodies, and the water splashed on the bodies of the people next to them. The back, which I couldn't rinse well, was also washed clean by the warm water that flew in.

Yang Moumou was in a hurry, she took half a bucket of cold water with a bucket, and bent down to pour hot water.

Whoa! Someone lifted the bucket vigorously and poured the rest of the water down his neck, "Comfortable! ”

You're comfortable, how about me? Yang Moumou, who bent over and didn't have time to get up, was drenched all over.

"Everyone, please wait a minute, I'll be dressed soon, thank you!"

It seems that this is the usual rule in the bathroom.

Another person went out without a hitch.

Yang Moumou began to take a bath.

Everyone is very loving, and before she has time to apply soap, there are already bubbles flying from all directions. Not to mention the feet that need to be washed, and they are soaked in water all the time.

She took out the lemon-scented soap she had brought with her, and just wiped it on her body, when it was washed away by water from nowhere. She wiped it again, still magically washed away.

So she simply poured the bucket of water down her neck like everyone else. Don't wash it, get ready to leave.

Someone complained loudly, "What's going on? I just wiped it dry! ”

Then why don't you shout? How do I know if you don't say? Yang Moumou muttered in his heart, and he didn't argue with anyone. Forget it, let's get out of here.

She dried herself and took out her clothes.

Crash!

She was drenched. It's cool......

Classmate, you don't have hot water to tell me, why do you want to take cold water!

When Yang Moumou returned to the dormitory, there were already people crying. Looks like I've been crying for a while.

It's a classmate with bangs at the head of a student. She whimpered, "Yesterday this time, I was still drinking porridge with my parents!" You know, my mom and dad always help me cool the porridge in advance. ”

So what's the matter with your sausage mouth? Are you sure it's not burned? Yang Moumou stared at people's mouths.

"Hey, actually, I'm homesick too." Another classmate began to sob, "I have to be next to my mother at night to fall asleep." ”

The two of them echoed each other, probably gaining energy from each other, and the originally suppressed cries suddenly erupted. This is good, and the others also cried and told their sad grievances.

Yang Moumou cried the loudest. Don't ask her why, just because she doesn't want to fall behind in anything.

Everyone cried for a while, the tears dried up, and their throats hurt, so they sat on the bed in a daze.

"Shall we eat something first?" It was Yang Moumou who spoke, and she was hungry. She thought about the big wooden box on her bed, stuffed with goodies.

"Okay," the crying sausage mouth wiped away his tears, "let's share it together." ”

"Okay!" Yang should take a certain mouthful. Everyone swapped and ate, and they were able to eat more varieties. This can be there!

The other girls didn't agree, and they didn't refuse.

Yang Moumou climbed into bed and opened the box. She took a little of everything she ate, carried it around her clothes, and climbed out of bed. Apples, pears, sandwich biscuits, and jelly.

These are all things she likes to eat. Mom and Dad were never reluctant to eat it, leaving it all for her and her sister. As for my sister, I only got a little bit - my sister offered to give me less and let my sister bring more, and my sister said that my sister was studying very hard.

Yang's nose was sour, and she regretted that she didn't invest in her emotions when she cried just now.

The sausage's mouth and eyes lit up, she unceremoniously pulled all these things to her bed, and then took out a few steamed buns from a dusty pocket, and handed them to Yang Moumou very generously, "Take it, my parents made it." I can't even eat it myself. After speaking, his eyes stared at these buns reluctantly.

Ga? The ones I took are for you to share, not for you alone. Yang wanted to tell the truth, but everyone curled up on the bed and turned their backs to her.

The sausage mouth also turned away from her.

She heard the sound of a sausage nibbling on an apple. Red Fuji apples wow, crunchy! Mom and Dad never want to eat it! My sister is also humble to my sister!

The sausage mouth said vaguely, "Eat, the bun is delicious!" ”

Yang Moumou broke off a piece and put it in his mouth, and the tears were about to come down. What a familiar feeling! It's hard to swallow and so hard to eat that you want to cry! She climbed onto the bed with a few buns in her arms and listened to the cheerful chewing sound in the dormitory. There was still a lot of food in the box, but she was in no mood.

It was a terrible day. She wished it was a dream, she wanted to go home......

"Yang Moumou! Yang Moumou! Why don't you get out of bed yet? See if I don't spank you! Mom's voice was fierce.

Yang Moumou turned over and sat up, glaring at his mother in front of him in disbelief, "Are you really a mother?" She reached out and pulled her mother's face.

"Early in the morning, aren't you?" Mom raised her fist.

Yang hugged his mother's waist, "Mom ......"

"This kid, why is he suddenly sensational?" Mom was a little embarrassed. Dad and sister raised their eyebrows and squeezed their eyes, watching the excitement!

"Mom, it's time for you to take a shower, you're a little sour." Yang Moumou raised his head and wrinkled his nose to breathe in the air.

Syllable! Mom picked up a wooden basin full of dirty clothes and rushed out the door in a rage.

"Yang'er, my mother usually works very hard, and she has to do housework when she comes back, you have to be considerate of your mother, uh, I don't have time to take a bath, it tastes a little." Dad said.

It seems that Dad is also suffering from it! Air pollution, or not.

Yang Moumou squinted at his father, and his mouth was flattened into an arched bridge. "Got it, got it! Strict wife! She learned a new term to sarcastically mock her father, who she didn't want to say anymore was a "rake ear."

In the summer of July, the sun rises early. Mom changed a few places in the yard and was still persistently pursued by the sun. Large drops of sweat proclaimed from her forehead, her hair was messy, and her clothes were on her body. Mosquitoes also came to join in the fun, giving her a few red envelopes from time to time.

"Mom, I'll help!" Yang Moumou squatted next to the wooden basin.

Mom had bubbles on her hands, and she pushed with her arms, "Don't get dirty." Come into the house to play, there are a lot of mosquitoes here. ”

Yang Moumou went around to the other side and suddenly put his hand into the water, "There are so many bubbles!" Doing laundry is so fun, so do I! ”

Mom glared at her with a smile, and let her toss beside her.

Knowing that he started to work, he pulled his voice and screamed.

Yang Moumou followed his mother's example and scrubbed with his heart. The first few strokes were quite interesting, but after a few more strokes, it was not like that, my hands hurt and my arms were sore. The most hateful thing is the dead mosquitoes around her, which just stung her legs all over the big bags!

Mom scooped up some water, took Yang Moumou's hand to help her clean up, and told her to go back to the house.

Yang Moumou was hesitant. She was hot and tired, and her legs were itching uncomfortably. However, there are still a lot of clothes that have not been washed!

My sister also joined in the fun, and she pounded her clothes with her fists. The bubbles flew up, colorful, reflecting the mother and daughter, as well as the father not far away.

Dad had a flute in his hand, and it seemed that he was going to cheer them on as an audience member of the court.

Daddy, you have to blow it up! Your flute is always broken.

Hiss-woo-drip-

Why did Daddy's flute make the sound of a trumpet?

"Wake up, students, a new day begins!"

Daddy's flute can still talk?

"Classmates! Schoolmate! Get up! ”

Yang Moumou opened his eyes, and the sausage mouth was smiling at her! However, she couldn't laugh at all, she wanted to cry.