Chapter 133: A Love Letter of Eight Hundred Words
"Do you think my mother likes mink?" Walking around the fur area with the stone for a long time, she couldn't help but ask the stone.
Shi looked at her with a smile: "Don't you like it?" ”
Changjiu: ...
This man can't do it, you have to rely on yourself to buy gifts!
In the end, she bought a Wenqu star for Chang Wenmo, which can be used to study and play a small game when she is tired of studying, which is convenient and practical; bought a pair of comfortable and durable shoes for Chang Wenjian, who has been standing for a long time, must need it; bought a set of handicraft books with fewer words and more pictures for Chang Chunsheng, so that he could learn something to pass the time when he was bored watching deer in the deer farm; I bought a pair of heavy gold bracelets for Moran, and I was rich when I looked at it.
Stone still felt that it was not enough, so he bought another electric baking pan.
"It's convenient to use this pancake or fry anything, my aunt must like it." The stone is full of confidence.
Electrical appliances cost electricity, and she didn't think Moran would like it.
"Do you think Auntie prefers the bracelet you bought or the electric baking pan I bought?" Stone asked her defiantly.
Ha?
Want to bet with her?
Come, who's afraid of whom!
"Bet on what?"
The stone thought for a moment: "Just... Whoever loses writes a love letter, no less than eight hundred words. ”
Changjiu: ...
It's a new bet.
She was confident that she would definitely not write these 800 words.
Reality slaps in the face...
When she went home and took out the gifts, Moran said that she liked them all, and immediately put on the bracelet and showed it to them, but she obviously spent more time studying the electric baking pan, and baking the cake twice a day also proved that Moran really liked the electric baking pan.
She didn't give up, and seized the opportunity to ask Moran: "Mom, don't you think this thing is a waste of electricity?" ”
"What is waste? If you don't use it well, it's called waste, and if you use it well, it's not a waste. How good this thing is, saving firewood and time, not to mention the branding, what is it with some electricity. ”
She found out that not all mothers are Moran, and it should be said that not all elders are Moran.
Moran is not only the most popular elder, but also the elder who is most willing to accept new things.
In the evening, she chatted with the kang head of the hut nested in the house, and when she talked about the bet, she was convinced: "I didn't expect you to know my mother better than me, I am convinced." ”
Stone silly music.
After Le, he said: "I don't blame you, your eyes are on your aunt, and when others mention your mother, you will only think of Moran." I'm different, I think about all the people I know as mothers, and I will unconsciously compare them..."
What's going on? It's a normal chat, why do you still talk to her about distress.
The more light the stone, the more distressed she was when she said about her family, and the more distressed she was, the tighter the stone was pasted...
"Sister, you..."
Chang Wenmo pushed the door in and saw the two of them, swallowed half of the words, and then covered his eyes with his hands with a "oops", and said strangely: "Can you two pay attention to the impact, my parents and I are at home, and you still don't lock the door..."
No, what did they do?
Turning his head to look at the stone, he was stunned to find that their faces were so close.
The stone, who was squeezed into the corner of the wall and had no way to retreat, said helplessly: "Don't blame me, I didn't do anything, you kept squeezing me." If you hadn't come in at the end of the article, you would have been able to sit in my arms in a while! ”
Changjiu: ...
It's all her fault, it's all her fault, can't she stay away!
moved to the side, called Chang Wenmo to him, and asked him in a deep voice, "What are you doing all day long?" How much homework did you write during winter break? If you're either running around or watching TV all day long, why can't you put your mind to studying? ”
Chang Wen's academic performance is not good but his attitude is very good, and whoever trains him listens obediently, but he doesn't put it in his head at all, and he says it in vain.
"Sister, Uncle Amba and Aunt had a quarrel, I just went to send them something and overheard, my parents don't know, what do you say?" waited until she finished training Chang Wen to lower her voice and say.
Model couples still quarrel? Then something big must have happened.
She is away from home all the year round, and she doesn't know much about the situation at home, so it's best to talk to Moran, and listen to Moran regardless of it.
So she dragged Chang Wenmo to find Mo Lan, and Mo Lan smiled after hearing it: "It's not a big deal, you don't have to worry about it." ”
It seems that Moran knows why the two are arguing.
I was really curious to ask Moran what was going on, and Moran didn't hide it.
"Your aunt's parents want to move in with the two of them, but your uncle and aunt have different ideas, and they have been arguing about this for months."
Then it's really hard for others to meddle in this matter, as long as you don't quarrel until you get divorced, then let the two of them solve it themselves.
turned around and laughed at her: "I haven't written an eight-hundred-word love letter yet, and I still have the heart to worry about other people's affairs?" ”
Changjiu: ...
Forget about this stubble.
Bet to write an eight-hundred-word love letter if you lose.
Just write, she is a liberal arts student, so she should write an 800-word essay, what is so rare.
Therefore, this not difficult 800-character love letter she held from the 27th of the month to Chinese New Year's Eve, except for the two words of the title "Love Letter", she only held out "stone:" a few words...
Why is it so hard to write!
"Love letter, let's let it go first, shall we? Let me have a good year. She had a headache and consulted with the stones.
The stone was quite reasonable, and said with a smile: "Okay, when do you have time to write it and then write it, I'm not in a hurry." ”
This is what the stone said herself, but she is not playing tricks.
Chinese New Year's Eve Chinese New Year's Eve meal, even if the family is not fully active, it is very rich.
In addition to dumplings with one meat and one vegetable, Chang Wenjian also fried a few dishes, and when the clock struck zero, the six people had already sat around the table and toasted to celebrate the new year.
The juice drink was robbed by a stone before it reached her mouth, and the juice became warm, and her boss was not happy.
"What? Let me drink boiled water for the Chinese New Year, what do you mean? ”
Shi smiled helplessly, and said softly: "You can't drink cold these days, let's make do with drinking boiled water for a few days." ”
Yes?
Yes!
She reacted.
In fact, before eating, the stone reminded her, and deliberately put the kettle with hot water in her hand, but she forgot it clean as soon as she came to the table, how embarrassing.
Those who understood pretended not to listen, but those who didn't understand were curious and asked.
Chang Wenmo asked her and the stone with big ignorant eyes: "Why can't you drink cold?" The juice has to be cold to be delicious, even if you add sugar to the boiled water, it will not taste as good as the juice. ”
If he dares to ask, someone will dare to answer.
"Your sister has a period." Moran replied.
She hurriedly corrected: "I haven't come yet, just these two days, the stone is afraid that I will have a cold and stomach ache, so he won't let me drink." ”
"Oh, that's not drinkable." After a pause, Chang Wenmo said intimately: "Boiled water is not good, I'll go get you sugar, it's a little sweet." ”
It's not something to be ashamed of, and it certainly won't be a topic to be ashamed to talk about.
It's just that she didn't expect that there would be a follow-up to the topic that she had lightly and skillfully revealed.
When I went to pay New Year's greetings the next day, I felt a pain in my lower abdomen, and when I went home, I saw that my aunt had really come.
Like a dead fish lying on the hot kang in the big house chatting with Moran, Moran suddenly mentioned last night and said with a smile: "Stone is the most attentive man I have ever seen, stronger than your father." ”
Subconsciously glanced out the window, fortunately, Chang Chunsheng, who was shoveling snow, couldn't hear them.