Just after five o'clock the next day, the summer sky is fast but not completely bright, the sky is like the deep sea blue vast, the sky of the old street is a line of blue sky of low houses on both sides, a few black cables, with the surging humidity and coolness in the early morning, some old ladies can't sleep and have gotten up, early in the morning to throw garbage and pots and pans of the movement came, mixed with birds chirping.

The sound is soft but staccato and denser.

So it's very tickling.

Wang Xilou is old and has a shallow sleep, and he can't sleep when he wakes up.

She listened to these voices, and it was clear that the people were still lying on the bed, but it seemed that she could overlook their every move from the air, forming a picture in her mind, and she even predicted it in advance.

predicting that the door of Erniu's house is going to open, there will be a creak when the door opens, and her son will drive the Suzuki King GS125 that has been more than ten years old and buzz out.

It is predicted that the dog baby is shirtless, with a rag on her shoulder, ready to come out and pour water.

When he poured water, Yufen's granddaughter next door must have to greet him......

"Uncle Zhao, what about so early?"

Hey! All hit!

Wang Xilou would laugh in his heart, as if this was some kind of fun game.

"Hey, early, early." Uncle laughed. The dog's voice is so old.

Also, no one calls him a dog baby now.

The dog baby who asked Aunt Wang to teach singing is now an uncle.

These laws have long been engraved in her mind, of course, this is only the law of the last ten or twenty years, in the early morning of the old street, there will be new laws constantly appearing, and there will be old laws disappearing, not so much that Wang Xilou has lived here for five hundred years, but that she herself is a grass, a tree, a stone and a tile here.

They have been watching them quietly for five hundred years.

She lay on the bed, brewing and getting ready.

Frowning, he pulled the octopus off his body.

As soon as I lifted the quilt, it was really God! This man is still sleeping naked! Just dressed like a dead corpse in a little triangle!

Cover the quilt for her, this person is still bleeding when he sleeps, she wiped the saliva off the mouth of the slave with disgust, and the action woke her up during the action, the slave looked at the man who was himself, looked at the sky outside the curtain, and said in a loud voice: "What are you doing when you get up so early?"

"It's half past five, a morning fart."

"It's only five o......'clock," she snorted with her eyes closed, her hair scattered on her face, and she usually grinned like a ruffian who had gone to spoil the good family, and now she was sleepy, and with a sense of brokenness, she was like a ruined good family.

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

Sleep, sleep, sleep." She walked out of the room with a yoga pad under her arm, looking like she wanted to practice and stretch her muscles and bones.

Close the door gently.

Throw the yoga mat into the living room.

Then sneak into the next room.

The wind was unreasonably woken up by the movement of someone burrowing into the bed.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a smiling face with his eyebrows, and whispered to him to come over and give her some quilts.

"What time is it......

"At half-past five, you can sleep again, and I'll just come and lie down." She said in a suppressed voice.

"You've woken me up......" he said, half complaining, half complaining.

"Then talk to Master?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Let's talk about it."

The air conditioner in the room was a little cold, she put the quilt around her neck, and a head popped up, looking up at him and laughing, if you want to ask her what she is laughing at, she will definitely not answer, stupid.

"It's only five o'clock, so you might as well sleep a little longer." Feng Wuli felt that there were so many things to talk about.

"Sleep, Master said it was just to come and lie down."

"Then I'll go back to sleep."

"Well, you sleep, I'll lie down for a while and go out."

He was really ready to go back to sleep, Wang Xilou didn't have anything else to say, and suddenly the room became silent.

It was quiet for about half a minute.

Feng Wuli suddenly asked, "It's not raining outside today, is it?"

"No, it's a sunny day."

"What time did you sleep last night?"

"I'll go to bed after watching TV, before twelve."

"Is the temperature of the air conditioner too low, should you turn it up?"

"It's low, but it's warm under the covers, and you're like a stove."

"You can pick it up."

She tightened the quilt again, and smiled coquettishly: "Don't do it, you want to take advantage of the master again, you bad person~"

The wind is unreasonable, and the blood bar is emptied in an instant.

An eight-hundred-year-old lady has become a three-year-old child.

It's just that he doesn't seem to be much better.

The two are very bored and have nothing to say, and writing out their dialogue is completely a water word count, chasing with a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, what they say is not nutritious at all, lacks logic, there is a good saying, falling in love is just a waste of life, and the wind is unreasonable in the past and always doesn't understand how those little couples are nervous all day long.

Although now he can't understand it.

But he loved the feeling of his life being wasted.

The conversation between the two made the night Ji next to him puzzled, and looked at Wang Xilou with a suspicious face, and then looked at the wind unreasonable.

Why is their tone more contrived than when they coax themselves?

There was a cat in the way, and the two of them didn't do anything, just lie down and talk quietly.

Wang San-year-old said that the slave did not sleep well, Feng four-year-old said that you can go in and out of the university casually, Wang San-year-old said that the air conditioner is so cold, Feng four-year-old said that my body is very warm, Wang San-year-old said Then you can hug me, Feng four-year-old said what reward you have for heating, Wang San-year-old said what reward do you want, balabala balabala......

Yahime kept trying to interject, but they both ignored her, and she sulked.

Playing with a cat at the end of the bed.

Biting the quilt, chasing the tail, pulling and pulling the mosquito net.

After a while, she suddenly turned into a human form, went to take the two polar bears to bed, and then turned back into cats and played with the polar bears, teaching them how to hunt, and occasionally being kicked by the wind or Wang Xilou, she also had a lot of big cats who didn't care about them and ignored them.

After being accidentally kicked out of bed, he silently climbed up again and said to the polar bear, "Leave them alone, let's not play with the two of them."

She united her big polar bear, her little polar bear, and herself, the three of them, to isolate Wang Xilou and Feng Wuli.

Wait a minute, if you want to join them, it's not that easy!

Feng Wuli is not like Wang Xilou, the old lady has a rest, and she can't sleep at five o'clock, so

Half-sleepy and half-awake yawned, Master was tired of talking to him for more than half an hour, and it was almost six o'clock when the outside was completely bright, and she got up and said that she wanted to go to the vegetable market.

"Aren't you going to eat at home today?"

"A new supermarket has opened on West Street, and there is a seven-day check-in activity to get eggs, and Master is still missing the last day." She looked very busy, hurriedly changed her clothes and went out.

The wind was unreasonably brewing sleepiness again, ready to sleep again.

The door was pushed open again.

"Why are you back again?"

"What's coming back?" The doggy slave looked dazed.

Gotcha, it's a replacement.