"It's useless to know! Your priority now is to study, and you can't think about anything else, do you hear it? She warned.

Stone nodded.

After ordering, he said: "But I don't think he said it comprehensively." ”

If you like someone, you will want to give her the best in the world, and you will feel that she is the best in the world, and no one is worthy of her, including himself...

"What's not comprehensive, you think it's a fill-in-the-blank question?"

Stone:...

still dislikes Chang Wenxi Chang Wenle, she is not much better than wood.

This family is not only surnamed wood, but also surnamed Mo.

There is a girl in the village who is in love with Uncle Amba, and if there is nothing to do, she looks for Uncle Amba to come to him, and it is estimated that even the deer in the deer farm can see what the girl is thinking about, and he doesn't see it at all.

Moran reminded him that he still didn't believe it, and said with great certainty: "No, she doesn't want to deal with me, she just wants to know how to raise this deer, and she also wants to raise deer." ”

"Oh my mom, you have a horse manure bag in your head, right? The girl is about to engrave the words 'rare you' on her face, and you are still teaching others to raise deer with that stupid hehe, I am really... I want to put my own brain in your head. "Moran hates that iron doesn't make steel.

The girl didn't want to grind with him anymore, so she simply made it clear to him and asked him if he was willing to deal with him.

If it didn't work out, he would definitely refuse the girl.

Crucially, why did he refuse?

The girl came and ran away crying and laughing shyly, he must have said something nasty.

"Uncle Amba, what did you tell her?" She couldn't help but run to ask.

"I didn't say anything, just said that she was a little buried and I couldn't stand it." The Ambar thief said innocently.

Is the girl buried?

It's a little, but even if you dislike people and bury them, you don't have to say it so bluntly, other girls are so faceless.

She couldn't talk about her uncle, but Mo Lan didn't have any worries, so she turned around and counted Anba down, so that he could speak politely to the village girl in the future.

Uncle Amba's mouth deserves a good thing, and when he turns around, the girl shows him goodwill, and he still doesn't turn around, and Moran has no way at all.

But even so, there are still girls who don't give up on Uncle Amba, and think about the law and get close to him.

It's amazing.

Time is magical.

Don't talk about Uncle Amba, let's just say that her brothers, growing up day by day, have reached the age of falling in love and talking about love.

However, she hasn't grown up yet.

At least in the eyes of her parents, aunts and brothers, she is still a child, she will give her anything delicious first, she will bring her some gadgets when she goes out to catch the market, and she will deliberately put dumplings wrapped in steel hammers on her plate during the New Year...

After eating dumplings on Chinese New Year's Eve in 1997 at the house of the second uncle and aunt, the family returned to their home with a smile and a smile.

Moran, who had drunk a little wine, was a little drunk and insisted on sleeping with her.

It's been a long time since I've slept with Moran, and I'm still a little uncomfortable lying under a cover.

Mo Lan held her hand and smiled gently: "During the day, when you go out to play, I will mix stuffing with your second aunt and third aunt, and I will talk to the children in our village." They said that Li Qiumin had a person who was older than her, I remember that Li Qiumin was the same age as you, and he didn't finish elementary school..."

"Li Qiumin is in charge?" She was a little intimidated.

They are indeed the same age, and Li Qiumin is still two months younger than her, who can rest assured that they will be dealt with at such a point!

Moran sighed.

"No, what does a little girl know." After a pause, Mo Lan stubbornly pulled the topic to her: "Jiu'er, you have to be so don't be deceived by the sweet-mouthed little boy." The object can be handled, but it can only be handled when it grows up, and even when it grows up, the object can't hide it from the family, you have to tell me and your dad. If you're embarrassed to tell us, just tell your brother and your brother, you can't sneak until you want to get married, do you hear? ”

Oh my God, how many years from now, Moran is thinking far away.

For the sake of Ann Moran's heart, she obediently agreed.

Mo Lan was happy, pinched her twice, and muttered softly: "We don't know if you teach it in your school, I'll teach you when I go back..."

What to teach her?

Halfway asleep, sentimental!

After the first day of the Lunar New Year, she knew what Moran was going to teach her on the second day of the new year.

"It's okay to fold this paper three times, and don't make it too thick. Fold it into a square and fold it against each other to make a seal, pinch the two corners and put it on this one..."

Moran closed the door of her house, closed the curtains, lowered his head and patiently taught her to fold toilet paper.

This toilet paper is very useful, and Moran relies on it to survive the days of the month.

After folding, Moran asked her, "Have you seen it?" You stack one on top of each other. ”

She folded one in a decent way, and Moran was satisfied.

"You put both of them in your bag, so don't be afraid if you suddenly come outside."

She had only come to her first period at seventeen before she was reborn, and there were still a few years left.

However, she obediently stuffed the folded paper into her school bag, and listened carefully to Moran talk about the precautions for menstruation.

Moran hadn't told her that before she was reborn.

At that time, she studied for a year at night, and now she was waiting with great anticipation to return to Lin's house and go back to junior high school in the city. At that time, Moran was riddled with scabies, thin and weak, and the whole family had so many things to worry about, and they couldn't take care of her menstrual leave...

Back at the Lin family, Cui Limei naturally wouldn't talk to her about such an intimate topic, so she was unprepared for her first menstrual vacation at the age of seventeen, and made a joke in front of her classmates.

She wore her soiled pants to gym class, and was laughed at by her classmates and hated to find a crack in the floor. Since then, every time she comes to her period, she is very scared, afraid of leaking, afraid of soiling her pants, afraid of being laughed at, and she is afraid to stand or sit in those days...

The psychological shadow caused by my youth cannot be healed for a lifetime, and now I look back on it infinitely sad.

The next day, the stone came to her to write her winter vacation homework, and when the scratch paper with the stone was used up, she said to the stone casually: "I have it in my schoolbag, you can use it first." ”

The stone was not polite to her.

However...

The moment the stone's hand reached into her bag, a string snapped in her head and it was connected.

"Hey, don't..."

"What's this?" Shi quickly took out the square pink toilet paper and asked her curiously, "Why did you fold the paper like this?" ”

Call...

How to explain?

Tell the truth or lie to cope?

"You haven't seen Wu Fangfang or your mother use it before?" She asked tactfully.

Stone shook his head with a question mark on his face.

It seems that I really haven't seen it.

However, the stone also tasted something from her questioning.

"Girls? Then I might know what it is. Stone blushed and stuffed the toilet paper back into his bag, and carefully took out the scratch paper.

If he's embarrassed, then she won't be embarrassed.

She asked the stone curiously, "How do you know?" ”

"There is popular science in the Women's Daily. But why don't you use sanitary napkins? The kind on TV commercials should be better than toilet paper. Stone said with a red face and stumbling.

In the era when information is not developed enough, TV advertising is really a very powerful way to popularize science, and even Xiaoshi knows about sanitary napkins.

Compared with toilet paper, the price of sanitary napkins is expensive, so the women in their village still use toilet paper or sanitary belts more.

"I don't need it right now, just be prepared just in case." She replied vaguely.

The stone looked up at her, looking like he wanted to say something.