Susu and Gangzi came back halfway through the word "名". At that time, Huzi had already bitten green beans. In order to prevent him from getting rabies, Gu Yi stuffed a towel into his mouth.

When a person with Gangzi is having a happy event, he talks a lot and keeps laughing at Huzi. He is full of words. Those who don’t know will think you can’t read.

Gangzi said, in the past, in order to literacy, there would be people in the village to check for illiteracy, and set up test sites on the necessary road to the market. Villagers must recognize five to cross before they can go to the market. At that time, many people cheated. For example, writing corresponding creatures on their clothes, writing brushes on their skin, or writing them on their mouths, of course, some villagers would go to the village to successfully go to the market.

Learn Chinese characters in school. Many villagers' free love happens there. For example, Wu Huiping and Cheng Youcai went to school in Peking, and could recognize a few words. Later, his family fell back to his hometown and taught the villagers to learn Chinese characters. He didn't know many of them, only a few hundred words, which was just enough for villagers to literate and get away with it. It was just enough for Wu Huiping, a girl who couldn't beat him for hundreds of years, to have a deep admiration and sit in the classroom.

Qingdou felt quite friendly when she heard this, she thought of her parents. But Gangzi joked about Huzi and made her feel uncomfortable.

She couldn't bear to be ridiculed.

It was just now that Qingdou raised her eyes and saw Hu Zi crying. It was pitiful, and that heart was shattered and felt so uncomfortable.

She secretly decided in her heart that she would say goodbye to Susu later. No matter whether he is Zhutou Three or Zhutou Four, Huzi is also her best friend. If he can't get over his conscience, he will still grit his teeth and make a match.

After pricking, Qingdou wiped the blood cleansing point. Before he opened his mouth, Hu Zi pulled off the towel and threw it on the table: "Cheng Qingdou! You have selfish thoughts!"

The needle was bent, and Qingdou was breaking the needle and rubbing it, looking up at it inadvertently: "Ah?"

"This time it hurts more than last time! You did it on purpose! You poisonous woman! The heart of a scorpion!" Hu Zi was obviously so painful that he was confused and said nothing and turned his back.

Qingdou was angry and grabbed his hand and stabbed it on the back of his hand. He was extremely fierce: "I tell you! This is called intentional! This is called intentional! It is intentional! It is intentional!"

Hu Zi: "Ah———————————”

Gu Yi: "..."

There was smoke everywhere outside the house, and there were chaos inside.

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Wu Huiping brought jelly from the neighbor's house. Because she was not at home for a long time and was short of things, the home borrowed sesame, the west borrowed millet pepper, accompanied by fine salt, yellow wine, soy sauce, coriander vinegar, and a few bowls of refreshing and delicious jelly for several young men to eat, and they drank it in a few bites.

"Eat so quickly?" She was surprised. As soon as she asked if it was light, she turned around and took salt and hung three empty bowls on the table.

"This is the best jelly I have ever eaten in my life." Hu Zi said.

Gu Yi and Fu Anzhou also nodded, looking at Wu Huiping as if he was looking at his own mother. He went to the countryside to work hard and eat less. In the past few days, he said that it was the most delicious thing in the world, let alone sour, spicy and fragrant jelly! The taste was simply heaven.

Wu Huiping was stared at by several big guys, and she was embarrassed: "Then I'll do it for you tomorrow."

"good!"

"good!"

At night, Wu Huiping took a shower and prepared to go to Uncle Qingdou's house to sleep, leaving the house for them to sleep.

After laying the mat, she felt embarrassed to call the young man, for fear that they would be overly grateful and make her at a loss. So she quietly went to the window of the back room and told Qingdou that it was done, that you should go to bed early and not make trouble.

She is not good at treating guests and looks fierce on weekdays. Once she faces a cub she is not her own, she is very afraid of being alive.

Qingdou was frightened by the sudden figure, covered her chest and responded well.

She and Su Su took a bath in the tiled house next to the toilet. The tiled house was a waste house used to pile up the remaining materials for decoration and some agricultural tools. They were girls, and they couldn't wash the cold water, so they burned a copper hanging hot water, drew two buckets of well water, mixed it into warm water, took a scoop, and watered each other.

Warm water flows through the smooth skin, and misty water vapor rises.

Qingdou rubbed the soapy shampoo and piled it on Susu's hair to rub her head finely. She was very embarrassed and Susu carried it over. Susu was surprised, how did you wash it in the bathhouse? Qingdou said that no one knew her.

Su Su: "Then you just treat me as someone you don't know."

Qingdou: "That won't work. I would like to know such a beautiful girl if I don't know her."

Su Su smiled so hard that she couldn't help herself: "You use one or two percent of your tricks to coax a girl to deal with Gu Yi, and he probably gave you his life."

Why is it Gu Yi? Can you deal with others? The words were circling, but Qingdou was embarrassed to say it.

The smoke is covered with clear water, the moon is covered with gauze. The night is like translucent flowers, slowly peeling off the bright petals.

The more they wash, the brighter the moonlight. There is a small window in the tile house, which is covered by them with white cloth, but is not covered with reliable, and it is half-spread of graceful figures and rugged shoulders.

Obviously, this cloth can only be used to guard against gentlemen and villains.

They thought that there was a gentleman outside, but they didn't know that no man was a gentleman at night.

What a vivid and fragrant picture. The bright white moonlight flooded every inch of the girl's skin, illuminating the dry mouth of the people. The back room was sparkling, with water waves, soft waves, and rippling heart waves. The two girls laughed and made the sound of water make the boys outside distracted, as if they had entered the story of the Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio and accidentally broke into the erotic Hong Kong film scene.

These people eat a lot of watermelon, so they rush to line up to pee on excuses.

The pit and the debris tiled house share the same roof, with a thin brick wall between them, and the waterline shot into the thick marsh, and the sound of the muffled pier clearly reached Qingdousu's ears.

As soon as the person came, Qingdou stopped. As soon as the person came, she stopped talking, which made Susu impatient and poked her in the head, "Are you listening to them peeing?"

"I don't have it" Qingdou just didn't dare to move.

Three brick spaces were used between the thatched cottage and the tiled house to put straw paper. If you sit on the toilet, once you sit on the wooden bar, you can see the situation inside through the gap.

When Qingdou heard that someone came, she pricked up her ears and wanted to know that it was big or small.

Su Su watered her a scoop of hot water and blurred her vision: "What do you think so much? Wash it quickly."

Hu Zi urinated the most frequently. When the girl took a bath, he peed shamelessly for five bubbles. When it came to Gu Yi and Fu Anzhou, he only had two bubbles per person, and tried not to look at him. Hu Zi's eyes were so bright that he found a gap in the pile of straw paper. He urinated until halfway through, and pinched him.

Fortunately, Qingdou heard the sound, her eyes were fast and her hands were fast, and she covered the gap in the brick: "Yin thief! Look again! Look again and you are blind!"

Wang Hu ran away and made a fuss to argue his innocence.

It is said that the remaining semi-urinated food was fed to the crops later.

Qingdou walked towards the house while wiping her head. Gangzi rode a tricycle and asked Gu Yi if he wanted to sleep at his house before leaving. Gu Yi thought about it and decided to stay.

Qingdou stood by the well, combing her hair over and over again with a thick ruler. She used to using a comb. The comb was fine and the hair was clearly divided after it was dry. The big comb on her hand was not smooth, so she could only comb it repeatedly.

Gu Yi squatted aside, his eyes drooping: "What carrot seal?"

"I saw the postmark at your house." Qingdou asked him.

When he raised his eyes again, Gu Yi was open and honest: "Oh, that's what I carved."

Many people in the school made pen pals to send letters, but they didn’t all afford stamps. For a while, for the sake of convenience, these kids directly stuffed envelopes into the letter box of the doorman, resulting in a sharp increase in the number of letters and increasing the difficulty of finding serious letters.

So the concierge got a little extra work and checked the stamps.

As the saying goes, there are policies above and countermeasures below. The kids are not willing to give in. There are more bad ideas than the other. People who are neatly handmade and crafted and poked carrots, people who are good at drawings draw postmarks, and people who are quick to take advantage of the old man's eyes and suck fake letters in.

"What are you doing with seals? Don't say you're writing letters too!" Qingdou was puzzled.

"Why can't I write a letter?" Gu Yi hissed.

I couldn't tell. Qingdou cut it and ignored him.

He continued, "I used them because I did it, but I didn't use it alone."

Qingdou nodded, "I remember you can engrave seals."

Gu Yi didn't know if he had explained it well. Anyway, Qingdou didn't ask, so he just thought it had passed. He lowered his head and suddenly hesitated: "Didn't that say he wanted to tell me a story?"

Hum? "Oh" Green Bean comb paused and smoothly continued, "A long time ago

”

This beginning seems to be in the narrative instinct. Gu Yi unconsciously curled the corners of his lips. However, Fu Anzhou, who was in the way, was like a shadow following him.

He asked in the room: "Dou'er, where is the switch of the lamp?"

Qingdou was afraid that he would find the switch, so she ran to stop him: "Don't turn it on, there are mosquitoes!"

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Fu Anzhou had sunburn on his body, which made the friction itchy and painful, so he took off his shirt and followed the customs.

The white skin of the city that was not visible to the light was hanging under the moonlight, making people feel salivation. With just one glance, Green Bean blushed. Fortunately, she didn't turn on the light, otherwise she would run away.

He couldn't sleep, and was coaxed by Hu Zi to drink, saying that he would not itch if he drank too much and would be able to sleep immediately.

After Fu Anzhou did as he did, he found that it was indeed not itchy, but his whole body was hot. The fan was separated by them. He wanted to find the collection of Tang poetry in the afternoon to fan the wind.

Qingdou saw the collection of Tang poetry at a glance, handed it to him, and said speechlessly: "How much you have drunk, you can't see the things under your nose! The rice wine in the village is very high! We make wine honestly and do not mix water. Maybe a bowl in the city and a mouthful in the village."

Fu Anzhou lay on the mat and suddenly smiled: "Based on this algorithm, I should have drunk more than a dozen bowls."

Through the clear moonlight, Qingdou saw him panting and panting, and couldn't help but worry, "Don't be drunk!"

Fu Anzhou blinked: "Maybe"

None of them knows what it would be like to be drunk. Those who are drunk on the road seem to have a little sober. Are they completely drunk or half drunk? How to distinguish? Qingdou doesn't understand.

Fu Anzhou said she was drunk, so she believed it. She was inexperienced and instinctively touched his forehead like comforting a patient with fever.

Cool, not hot.

Fu Anzhou covered her hand and stacked the heat on: "What should I do? I might be drunk." His eyes were blurred and he lost his focal length. His eyes looked at Qingdou as if he had passed through her and saw another person.

"Really?" Qingdou was surprised.

Fu Anzhou: "Well, I just had no power to tie a chicken."

After saying that, his hand pressing on her hand increased a little force. Qingdou finally realized it after a while, what is the power of not having a chicken tie? The word "金" in the chicken tie culture is really sinister.

Qingdou seemed to have encountered something dirty, and was so embarrassed that she wanted to struggle. She was pulled down by Fu Anzhou when she pushed and pulled her knees and fell onto the floor tiles on the mat: "You"

Fu Anzhou grabbed her very tightly, and his scorching breath sprayed to his neck, causing her to wash away a bath. He lowered his voice and told her not to move. How could Qingdou not move, twist like a worm? The aggravated heartbeat and rising body temperature informed the danger, but she did not make a sound, biting her lip and struggling little by little.

He attached himself to her neck and begged her not to move, so he would lie with him for a while. Qingdou refused: "No."
To be continued...