The things in my mind are crowded more and more, like a crowded highway intersection, the front has not passed, and the back has been superimposed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info plot is piling up more and more, and his thoughts are getting more and more chaotic, Wang Yonghuan's heart is troubled and abrupt, his mouth is extremely hot, and even the air exhaled has a spicy taste.

Superimposed, crowded, congested, plus fear and boredom, all emotions suddenly fell into a large barrel of gasoline like a little spark, and exploded with a "boom".

Wang Yonghuan was blown up -- with an explosion of "ah", his right foot was suddenly raised, and he kicked violently at a big tree.

The sudden burst of drinking, like thunder on a sunny day, abrupt and violent, frightened to follow the three points and one spirit, the little ears "swished" up, the two small eyes opened wide, round, and looked at the trembling tree that was kicked in surprise.

I don't know if it was the strong tremor caused by the kicking of the big tree, or the piercing sensation of Wang Yonghuan's loud voice, a gray mouse the size of a palm jumped out from the bottom of the tree with a frightened "whoosh".

At three o'clock, I saw that it was a mouse, and the spirit head came all of a sudden, and the white light flashed, and the body shot out like a sharp arrow. It was too late, it was too fast, and before the gray squirrel could react, he held the mouse down with his paws at three o'clock.

To be honest, Sandian really doesn't look like a normal dog, not only likes to eat grass and flowers, but also likes to do some work that is not within the scope of his profession.

For example, it especially likes to catch mice, chase mice when it sees them, and chase them when they see mice, and the "cats" near Wang Yonghuan's house are collectively unemployed, and even the eyes of it are weird. Usually look at three points with a deep condemnation of your shameful behavior of stealing our jobs.

I don't know if the three points were learned from the "cats", or if they were comprehended by themselves. Like cats, they will always tease the mice until they kill them. As soon as the mouse runs, go up and hold it with one paw, then release the paw to let the mouse run again. If the mouse doesn't move or run, it will pick up and pick up with its little paws, and when the mouse has run away, it will go up and hold it down with one paw, and play over and over again.

Normally, three o'clock will play for more than 20 minutes, and then slap the mouse to death with one paw. Fortunately, three points for mice, I don't know if it is because of the unhygienic mouse, or for some other reason, I never use my mouth to bite, let alone eat mouse meat.

But I don't know what happened at three o'clock today, and Wang Yonghuan thought it might be trying to remind him.

After holding down the mouse with a paw at three o'clock, he immediately shouted at Wang Yonghuan "Wangwang", then raised his paw, and decisively slapped the mouse to death with a decisive paw. Then he ran to Wang Yonghuan's side, and tugged hard at the owner's trouser leg with his small mouth, as if Wang Yonghuan was showing his performance today.

Seeing the whole process of shooting the dead mouse at three o'clock, Wang Yonghuan suddenly remembered his father's words, "When you are interrupted, you will suffer from it." These words were like a lightning bolt highlighted in the sky, and with a "bang" sound, a crack suddenly split in Wang Yonghuan's mind, making Wang Yonghuan's mind open and suddenly bright.

"Three o'clock, help me watch the surroundings, I need to be quiet."

Then Wang Yonghuan folded his feet on top of each other, sat down cross-legged on the spot, and took a deep breath.

As soon as he heard the master say this at three o'clock, he immediately stopped pulling Wang Yonghuan's trouser legs, and the two small round ears stood up forward at once, kicked his hind legs, and instantly squatted down more than a meter away from Wang Yonghuan.

The two little eyes of three o'clock flashed with a hint of essence, and their vigilant eyes kept patrolling around. The two small ears of round velvet unexpectedly showed a slight wavy tremor. It's like a gambling master in a movie, listening to dice points with his ears. Even its sharp little canine teeth puffed out slightly, which was the reaction of three points every time he encountered a fierce dog stronger than it, he was ready to fight to the death.

As soon as Wang Yonghuan's buttocks touched the ground, the internal strength of the I Ching immediately started to run at full strength. Then he shouted in his mind: "Use the special prediction ability of the Xun Realm." ”

As soon as the cheers fell, an old and simple voice flashed leisurely,

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"My mother," Wang Yonghuan replied in a resolute tone without hesitation.

As the rhyme of "mother" was still floating in my mind, a flowing three-dimensional picture suddenly flashed.

In the picture, the scene switches to the kitchen of the Wang family, and I see my mother cooking in front of the stove, and it should be in the evening.

Mom just poured the chopped tomatoes into the iron pot, which is making Wang Yonghuan's favorite scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

On the farm, the kitchen cooktop is made of brick and stone, on top of which a large iron pot is placed, and the bottom of the pot is heated by a wooden mixture. The whole family's rice and stir-fry are made in this big iron pot.

A faint amount of oil and gas churned and overflowed above the iron pot. The red tomatoes and yellow eggs are constantly changing shapes and exuding a strong fragrance under the mother's fast and skillful technique.

Suddenly, my mother's right hand suddenly stopped, her black, thin eyebrows appeared strangely distorted, and her originally ruddy face quickly turned white.

Mom put the shovel on the edge of the pot and slowly squatted on the ground with her hands on her stomach. Mom felt the pain in her stomach, like a sharp knife constantly stirring in her abdomen.

Beads of sweat the size of a grain of rice continued to ooze from the skin of the face, and thin, layers covered the forehead. Mom rubbed her sore abdomen vigorously with both hands, trying to make the pain in her abdomen lessen, but the effect was not obvious.

My mother endured the great pain in her heart, stood up little by little, and reluctantly took out the tomatoes and eggs in the pot. When serving the vegetables, I obviously saw my mother's right hand holding the shovel, shaking slightly.

After finishing the dishes, my mother moved from the kitchen step by step to the outhouse, and came to the chest of drawers containing daily medicines, and took out painkillers from the drawer with trembling left hand, and ate half a glass of water.

After taking the medicine, my mother rested on the stool for more than ten minutes, and her slight and rapid breathing showed her mother's pain.

Maybe the medicine had worked, and my mother felt a little less pain, so she got up again and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

When dinner was ready, my mother sat at the dinner table and waited for the family to come back for dinner. Dad doesn't seem to be coming back for dinner again, and several members of the Wang family are used to this situation.

Since Dad was in charge of all matters on the farm, his daily work was extremely busy and trivial, and almost nine out of ten dinners were dealt with at work.