Sent Jiang Hao back to school, he rode back to the old street, the lights on this side of the old street are insufficient, much darker than the city outside, and it looks a lot more gloomy.

A few old sisters-in-law and retired cadres set up a mahjong table outside the old street, munching on a field of melon seeds and fanning a big sunflower fan under the street lamp, and sometimes a few children of Ding Er came to find their grandparents.

It is windy at night, and it is good to enjoy the cool here, and the old man playing mahjong has vulgar language, but it is kind.

When I saw the wind coming back unreasonably, I would shout twice.

It's the same as barking a dog.

Feng replied with a smile.

An old man in a big vest and beach pants shouted to him, "Oh, that little wind, I went back to my hometown a few days ago and got two baskets of longan, and I will ask Ah Zhen to send some to your sisters and brothers tomorrow!" ”

"What is so polite......

The old man in the vest didn't look at him, and took the big sunflower fan to pose as an expulsion;

It's like chasing a dog.

Feng Wuli smiled helplessly, "Thank you first, Grandpa Zhao." ”

"Go back to reading, I'm still in my third year of high school and I'm going to play everywhere."

"I haven't seen the West Building come out to play mahjong in the past few days."

"Xiao Wang lost money, that grievance."

When I was a child, I may have seen a group of old people in Wang Xilou, but now they mercilessly use a certain little zombie as a joke.

It's a shame.

It's not big, one dime or two, and it's only a dozen or so yuan to lose a night.

The sound of mahjong and laughter is far away, the lights of the old street are dim yellow, and the road is narrow, but it will be very reassuring to see the lights on at home.

Where there are lights, there are people.

Covered in dust and sweat, I wanted to take a shower when I got home, but I heard the sound of water dripping in the bathroom;

The little zombie inside is still humming an unknown tune.

Easily made a cheap mistake to help her turn off the light, ignored her whining inside, took out a can of Coke from the refrigerator, and saw the little fox watching the family ethics drama in the living room with a worried face, and when he saw that the wind was unreasonable, he sweetly called out that the wind was unreasonable, and the Lord was back.

And Yahime has already pounced.

blinking eyes;

"It's unreasonable, smell it, Wang Xilou washed the incense for my generation tonight, is my generation fragrant!"

Where is there such a test for people?

The wind is unreasonable and directly sucks the wildly.

The little cat laughed hey, and the last look of being played was paralyzed into a puddle of water on the sofa, playing until the little tongue was spit out, and the little breasts fell together, dizzy, as if they had been played.

The satisfied Feng went back to the room to read the book unreasonably, and went to take a bath at ten o'clock.

Suddenly, his lights were turned off.

This little zombie is really naïve.

It was windy and rainy outside on Sunday, and he spent the day reviewing at home.

It rained heavily and couldn't get out of the house, Wang Xilou took out the flying chess, there were more little foxes at home, and the chess pieces of just four colors could take off.

"I'm taking off!"

"It's me, it's me."

"I ate the plane of Lord Unreasonable!"

They also have game penalties.

The person who wins the most can impose a penalty on the person who loses the most.

Feng Unreasonable wins the most, and Wang Xilou loses the most;

"My shoulders are a little sore......"

"Don't go too far, I'm Master!"

"If you can't afford to lose, don't play......"

Then Feng unreasonably enjoyed the little zombie's half-hour shoulder rubbing service, and Wang Xilou rubbed his shoulders unconvinced.

Spiritual and physical enjoyment.

The little zombie's fingers are cool and soft, with moderate strength.

Listening to the sound of the rain, watching the animal world broadcast on TV, holding a cat in his arms, a fox lying at his feet, and the zombie master behind him rubbed his shoulders comfortably.

The wind was unreasonable, and suddenly there was a sense of guilt.

The life of the rotten landlord class!

Half an hour later, he was still a little unsatisfied.

"Next time Master wins, I want you to wash Master's feet!"

Feng Wuli looked thoughtful.

The vacation of the third year of high school is so unpretentious.

It rained yesterday, and on Monday morning it was wet, with water hanging everywhere, the air was full of moisture, and the sparrows on the telephone poles shook off their bodies, but after the rain, the world opened like a big member, and the boredom at the end of the holiday was half gone.

The clouds in the sky are shaped like torn flowers, scattered in the clear sky, and some are beautiful.

The weather was nice, so he was in a good mood.

When I was riding past an old square, I saw a strange figure under an old tree on the side of the road.

It was a monster that resembled a dirt slope rat, furry and chubby, but it was three meters tall, and the wind knew him unreasonably.

He was hiding behind the old tree, holding the trunk with his back to the wind, sticking out his head and peeking in the direction of the square.

The square is mostly full of old people, walking slowly.

Or a young man running in a sportswear with a Bluetooth headset, an old man holding a radio, playing a loud opera, there is a little girl feeding the pigeons, laughing and feeding while walking, and the pigeons are staring at the beanie eyes, and they follow all the way like hot feet.

There were also many people walking in the trees, and there was even more traffic on the roadside, but I didn't find this huge monster.

A drop of water from the tree fell on the monster's head, and he raised his hand to wipe it, and suddenly heard someone calling for him behind him.

"Xuanzhong, are you still waiting?"

The huge monster called Xuanzhong turned around and looked, and saw that it was a young man passing by on a bicycle, his big eyes narrowed into a line and looked distressed, he didn't think about it for a long time, and sniffed his nose, "Ah, it's Lord Feng Unreasonable." ”

His voice was angry, but a little delightful, and then decadent:

"I haven't waited yet, that guy in Chigu is always late, and he clearly said a few days ago that he would meet in front of this square monument."

Feng smiled unreasonably, "Why don't you wait in front of the monument over there, didn't you say that you made an appointment to meet in front of the monument in the square?" ”

"No, Lord Unreasonable, I'm going to hide here, and when Chigu comes, I'll secretly scare him hehe!"

"That's right."

Feng Wuli looked at the neighborhood and no one was paying attention, and quietly handed him an apple, which he had planned to eat at school lunch.

"Thank you so much, Lord Wind Unreasonable."

He took it with a loud sound, then wiped the apple on his body and took a big bite with a curry.

Happy to the point of swaying.

"I'm leaving."

"Goodbye, Lord Unreasonable!"

His three-metre-tall figure sat on the base of the flower, munching on apples, and a pigeon landed in front of him, tilting its head to look at him.

Looking left and right, he broke a small piece of apple and threw it to the pigeon, and the urn said in a voice:

"Let's eat, let's eat, let's go meet up with good friends."

The pigeon took the apple and flew away, and Doudou revealed his innocence and flew away without looking back.

He began to wait again, his huge body, obediently sitting in the crowded street;

From time to time, I looked back at the monument in the square.

Not yet.

Being late is really a bad habit;

Just wait a little longer.

He sat quietly under the tree.

Feng Wuli rode away.

That time, he was also taken aback by this huge monster, but compared to the huge size of the other party, his heart was clumsy and kind.

The youkai and his friend made an appointment to meet in front of the stone monument not long ago, but the other party seemed to be late.

The other party didn't come, he waited here, because he had no concept of time, and he didn't know how long he had to wait, so Feng asked him something unreasonably, and he knocked on the side.

He waited there for about fifty years.