Zhu Fugui and Zhu Mantang plan to send wild boars to the town earlier, if the dead meat is not fresh, Lan Yi will not give high prices.

I don't wait for Zhu Jiro, Zhu Xiao.

Zhu Erlang saw Zhu Xiao busy in the kitchen, hesitated for a moment to go to the kitchen door, "small, you first make dinner for your uncle Ayang, Dad went to the creek and cut the cane, when we will send Dr. Zhang's house together?"

The sound is light and pleasant.

Zhu Xiaowen's body was slightly stiff.

Slowly turn around and look at Judith.

The tall and tall man looked at her very carefully, and there was pity, remorse, and firmness in his eyes.

Be careful of a little pain.

She knew that it was not her feelings, and some of her feelings.

Nod your head, turn around and keep busy, and don’t let yourself think.

Zhu Yilang looked at and laughed, “That father is gone!”

Take the sickle and back to the river.

When he went far, Zhu Xiaocai slowly walked out of the yard, looked at Zhu Erlang's back, and thought, "This cheap father, in fact, can still look forward to it, is it?" 」

He stood by the window, looked at Zhu Xiao standing at the door of the yard, and gently said, “Zhu Xiao!”

“...”

Zhu Xiaoshen turned back and looked at Yi Muyang inexplicable, “What does Uncle Ayang want to eat at night?”

“Whatever you do!”The sun faded out.

The mountain treasures have eaten, and he has not pursued them, and now he can only taste the taste again.

Sweet and bitter, eat into the mouth, there must be a taste.

“How about that dumpling?I saw that there was a horseheadlan in the vegetable field, and the boiling water was chopped, and the fresh pork was wrapped together, and the taste was very good, and there was fresh pork in the kitchen!”Zhu whispered softly.

Nature has a small mind.

She changed her pattern to make it for the sake of eating, hoping that the good food for her cooking, let her take some home.

“Well, it can!”And he said, “Indulgingly.

“Then I’ll be ready!”Zhu finished the novel, went to find the sickle, took the basket to cut the horse headland in the vegetable field, and then sat under the eaves to pick out the yellow leaves, weeds, very serious.

After a while, he turned to the shelf to find a copy of the "Medical Grass Program" and walked to Zhu Xiao's side, "Zhu Xiao, this book is for you!"

“Ah?”Zhu Xiao was surprised.

Looking up at the book in front of her, there were four words on it, and none of them knew her.

“Uncle Ai, I can’t read!”Zhu whispered softly.

“...”

荀沐阳愣

He forgot about it.

Slowly back the hand back, "You pack the dumplings first, come to my room!"

“Oh!”

Zhu Xiaoqin responded.

I didn’t even think that the sun would make it bad for her.

Once this body is still a child, the second yellow skin is not open, and the look of the Yang is the kind of big head, the insight is certainly broad.

The choir went back to the house.

Zhu Xiao quickly picked up, went to the kitchen first and the flour, put the horse head of the lanyan water, chopped in the pottery pot, and then chopped the pork, added the seasoning stirring, began to pick dumplings, wrapped thirty-five, skin, filling are wrapped, Zhu Xiao also feel enough to eat.

Pack yourself up, pat the flour on your clothes, and then walk to the door of the room in Yiyuyang, “Uncle Ayang, can I come in?”

“Come in, take off your shoes and wear those at the door!”

The sound of the trussed voice came softly.

Zhu Xiao looked at the grass shoes on his feet and looked at the new pair of men's shoes at the door.

Sohe went to the water, washed his feet, and came back again to wear shoes and enter the room.

Before and after the window is hit, the walls are all bookshelves, the shelves are full of books, the two flower shelves under the window, there are two pots of Molan, a princess chair placed in front of the bookshelf, a small number on the side, the back window is the desk, chair.

He was standing at his desk, painting with his pen.

Zhu Xiao slowly swallowed past, and saw a thin little girl sitting under the eaves of the snow-white propaganda paper, a small, whipped girl sitting under the eaves, picking Ma Nilan.

She looked down, her mouth hung with a shallow smile, the corners of her eyebrows are confident and tough.

There were picky horse-headed lanks in the basket at the feet, yellow-leaf weeds on the ground, and there were many baskets of horseheads in her arms, but she picked them very seriously and quietly.

The feeling of being quiet for years makes people feel at ease when they see it.

She was willing to sit with her and wait for her to pick the vegetables.

“...”

Although she does not understand the ink, but also think this picture is good.

“Uncle, is that me?”Zhu Xiao asked.

The past life lived for decades, not like this moment, the heart has a silken warmth.

She wanted this picture.

“Well, how about it, it doesn’t look like it?”He laughed and asked.

There is a sense of guilt and guilt in deceiving children.

In order to satisfy his own mouth and stomach, he took reading and reading to read and paint to deceive a child who had never been involved in the world.

Zhu nodded his head.

“Like!”

Think about how to open your mouth and let the sun send her.

“What’s small in your name?”Is it small size?“The dawn of the dawn?”The 區貐阳 asked again.

Put the painting away and hang it again.

“It’s small!”

“Well, I know!”He said, changing a thick brush, and wrote two words on the propaganda paper, "Zhu Xiao!"

“...”

Zhu Xiao looked at the hustle.Silence is thought.

He smiled, “Did you guess those two words?”

“Hmm!”Zhu nodded his head.

"This is your name, this is your last name, Zhu, this is your word, little one!"He pointed his finger and told Zhu Xiao.

Seeing Zhu Xiao standing on one side, his eyes looked at the propaganda paper, and his eyes were red.

He knew that this little girl could stay and cook for him.

Zhu Xiao looked at the traditional characters above, and could not say the feeling in his heart.

After a while, he said, “Uncle Ai Yang, can you help me write the names of my big sister and my sister?”

“...” He nodded his head.

“My sister’s name is Zhu Zhaojie, and my third sister’s name is Zhu Huahua!”

He laid out the propaganda paper, wrote down Zhu Zhaojie, and changed one, and wrote down Zhu Huaer's name.

Afraid that Zhu Xiao could not remember, Ying Muyang also said seriously, "This is your big sister's name, you see, more strokes, more strokes, your three sisters' names, strokes less, have you written down?"

He thought that this little boy was a smart one, and he should remember it.

“Hmm!”Zhu Xiao nodded and put the three pieces of propaganda paper in turn.

The first one, Zhu Xiaojie the second, and Zhu Huaer the third.

If she could, she wanted to take Zhu Xiao’s picture to the temple and burn it to her original body, hoping that she would receive it, which belonged to her name.

Although they have the same name, but in her heart, in fact, very sympathetic, pity, but also a lot of things clearly, such as the unreliable parents.

But he put Zhu Zhaojie and Zhu Huaer under their wings and devoted themselves to maintenance.

He glanced at Zhu Xiaoyang.

It's a small, loving little girl.

“Judith small!”

“Uncle Ai?”

"I sent you a medical program before, but you don't know it, I ask you, do you want to learn to read with me?"