Song Wen didn't expect that longan was so expensive and he became depressed for a moment.

There are also a few longan trees in his family, but because the variety is not good, although it is sweet, it has no meat, so sometimes it is too lazy to pick longans when they grow. If I had known it was so expensive, I would pick some of them and dry them into longans, and I don’t have to buy them. But next year, there is no need to worry. The old longans I brought back from the old town government are the best varieties in Suiyuan Town. At that time, I can leave some baking, which is much better than this.

?Seeing that longan is so expensive, Song Wen extinguished his heart to buy and only bought some longans with shells.

Speaking of which, he was a little afraid of buying the longans sold in the store.

The making of longan dry is relatively simple. Most of them are made by farmhouses, baking with earthen stoves. The fire is set on the bottom and a iron mesh is placed on the top to bake the longan. It is very simple.

After baking, you have to peel out the meat from the dried longan. Women in the countryside are fine. After the longan season, they will do this. After peeling, they will have to dry it. The longan tastes sweet, so it is very popular with flies. Some people will cover the dry longan meat with a net, while others will not care about how much you have, so they will let the flies urinate on it, so they are a little bit that.

But as the saying goes, "If you eat it incompletely, you won't get sick." Moreover, these are pure natural foods, which are better than those with chemical agents.

When Song Wen was a child, the village often baked dried longan meat in the village. His mother was often called to peel the dried longan meat. It was in the open space outside the fort, with a lot of women squeezing, and they were talking and laughing. It was so lively.

At that time, he often quietly approached over and said it was to play, but in fact, he took a handful of it from a basket full of longan dried meat and stuffed it into his mouth when people were not paying attention, and then slipped away quickly. Of course, it was not only him, but many children did this.

Later, the boss of the baking longan dried man wondered why so much meat was not peeled out by so much longan? Then, he found a bunch of little kids secretly catching longans and eating them. He was so angry that his head was filled with smoke. However, they were all from the same village and they were just eating, so it was hard to say anything, but later they stopped letting the kids go there. Moreover, even when peeling longan dried man and drying, there were people watching, staring at a group of little kids who wanted to take the opportunity to sneak a handful of longan dried man. For this reason, Song Wen hated those who looked at longan dried man for a long time.

Isn't this blocking people's way?

It is said that the house where the longan dried meat was thrown into stones later, and even the dry longan dried meat occasionally brought sand.

After buying dried longan, Song Wen bought some red dates, peanuts, and melon seeds, and then he went to a shop selling persimmon cakes.

Be careful when buying persimmon cakes. Nowadays, there are many people who are very bad-hearted and are full of bad items. If one is not good, you don’t know what you are buying.

There is a layer of white on the persimmon cake, which is naturally produced frosting and sweet. However, because the production cycle is long and it is troublesome, some bad merchants make some flour and add powdered sugar to wrap it on it to fool the common people; some merchants don’t even put sugar; and some persimmon cakes don’t even have that layer of white on them.

The persimmon cake eats the layer of frosting that wraps the persimmon smell. What does it do if he washes it rosy and transparently? Besides, there is no layer of frosting. Who knows how the persimmon cake is made? Maybe it is pressed by a machine and then done with the machine. Is that still the persimmon cake we want to eat?

In today's society, there are many dirty, vulgar, despicable, and shameless people. These behaviors that were shamed in ancient times have become the virtues that people today claim to be. The traditions of loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and integrity that have been passed down for thousands of years have disappeared in them, and we have also become dirty, vulgar, despicable and shameless.

Sometimes when we see an old grandma or a little girl falling to the ground, we have to think about whether we should help.

We question our hearts, our morals, and our conscience over and over again. We want to ask why this is, but there is never an answer.

I can only say that the world is getting worse and the people's hearts are not as old as ever.

Let those of us who want to make some contribution to this society and this country hesitate.

It cannot be said that it is someone’s fault, it can only be attributed to society, it is the society’s fault, and it can only be the society’s fault. There is no mistake in education, the country is not wrong, the people are not wrong, and none of us is wrong. What is wrong is society, the evil society is its development, which makes us corrode, degenerate, and sink and lose.

After buying the persimmon cakes, Song Wen walked out of the store and wandered around the streets, wanting to see what else to buy.

Pedestrians were coming and going on the street, shoulder to shoulder, and vehicles were coming and going in the middle, which was very lively.

As she walked, Song Wen suddenly thought that he should buy some pistachios, which was delicious. There was a family just now, and he had missed it, so he quickly turned around.

He didn't look at the road either. He walked a few steps and was suddenly hit by a man. He was fine, but the person who hit him exclaimed and retreated.

When Song Wen saw that he bumped into someone, he hurriedly stepped forward to apologize, but found that the person who bumped into him was actually Huang Xiaojun.

"Your body is so hard that it hurts people's head."

When Huang Xiaojun saw that it was Song Wen, she gave him an angrily glance and said, touching his forehead that was painful.

Today she was pulled out to buy things by her family. She was impatient with them bargaining with the shop owner there, and she was talking nonsense and then came out to have some breathing. Unexpectedly, she met Song Wen, a naughty young man, and didn't look around.

Well, she didn't seem to be looking at the road.

"Are you okay?" Song Wen asked with concern.

"It's okay, why are you here?"

"It's the Chinese New Year almost, so I'll buy some dried fruits or something. Are you?"

"Well, I'll drive my mom and the others to buy it."

"careful."

As the two were talking, a tricycle suddenly rushed over from behind Huang Xiaojun without saying a word. Song Wen hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Huang Xiaojun.

Caught off guard, Huang Xiaojun shouted, and Song Wen pulled her into his arms. Song Wen subconsciously reached out to hug her.

They looked at each other in a slight way.

Huang Xiaojun put his hands on Song Wen's bra, feeling his powerful heartbeat, and somehow his heart jumped up in panic, like a deer hitting him.

The softness of the hand is a gentleness that has never been touched. The delicate waist is only worth one grasp.

Song Wen looked at the man in front of him, without rouge or pink, with white skin, with white eyebrows like distant mountains and smiling, with passionate eyes like autumn water, with moist cherry lips, like a deep affectionate mountain spring, seducing people to try it.

I couldn't help but feel it, and I couldn't help but lower my head, wanting to suck it, and wanting to see if this clear spring is as sweet and affectionate as I imagined.

Lips, slowly approaching.

At this moment, he completely forgot that he was in the downtown area, only Yi in his eyes, only Yi in his heart, and only Yi in his mind.

Huang Xiaojun was panicked, her mind was blank. She didn't know what to do, but just stared at him with her eyes, looking at him with a hint of expectation, but she felt embarrassed. Finally, she closed her eyes involuntarily.

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