bamboo horse so white

Today is the Qixi Festival, and the proprietress of the Old Lane B&B has been scolding the boss for not being romantic.

Look at the village chief, how much he dotes on his wife, and the high-profile love in his circle of friends!

Lin Xiao followed the proprietress to the village chief's house to deliver vegetables, and the big cock Pidianer Pidianer in the backyard of the homestay drove straight behind them.

From time to time, there will be a few "woo hoo".

The proprietress saw the village head's wife, and the two stood in the yard, chatting about the daily life.

Lin Xiao gently lifted the rooster's beak with his feet, and the rooster suddenly jumped back, looking disgusted.

"Hey, you guys actually met each other on a blind date, so you can tell me how it was settled!" The proprietress sighed enviously.

The village head's wife laughed boldly and said slowly.

At that time, the village head was sitting by the table, combing his greasy hair: "I am not short of money, but I like honest women."

The village head's wife smiled evilly when she heard the words.

"I am willing to marry you ugly B."

Under the loofah vine, Lin Xiao and Zhang Mi discussed cats and dogs.

Perhaps because of the revolutionary friendship with the long-haired dog next door, Lin Xiao felt that the dog was better, loyal and honest.

Zhang Mi smiled but said nothing, and rubbed Lin Xiao's head.

"Aren't you dissatisfied?" Lin Xiao vowed to speak out for all the dogs in the world, "You should give me a reason."

The boss happened to pass by, took a sip of tea, and picked a loofah yellow flower.

He sighed.

"Cats are really amazing animals. Whether you are poor or rich, healthy or sick..."

"It looks down on you."

Because he had to submit a social practice report, Lin Xiao spent the whole morning in the field, experiencing the so-called 'farm work'.

Others have not experienced it, it is about to be sunburned and molted.

The insects in the field are also very irritable.

Lin Xiao was dripping with sweat, his white T-shirt was completely wet, exposing the outline of his muscles.

Zhang Mi also stayed by his side all the time. This man was basking in the sun, but he didn't sweat at all, and he even had the strength to talk to Lin Xiao.

In order to retain the last bit of water in his body, Lin Xiao yelled, "Hey, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

Zhang Mi: "I have something to do."

"what's up?"

Zhang Mi stroked Lin Xiao's curly hair with a smile on his lips.

"It's a lifelong event."

There are still a few days before the Chinese New Year, Lin Xiao and the others packed up their things and left the old alley.

The big rooster of Duliu Chateau stands in the dust and dust of nitric acid, the soybean skin is blown up, and its beak is lonely, as if it can see through the vicissitudes of life.

Lin Xiao rode his bicycle and returned to the familiar alley with his luggage on his back. The long-haired dog of the old man next door saw him from a long distance, and chased after the bicycle happily, sticking out his tongue.

"Ah, Brother Lin Xiao!"

Lin Xiao took a closer look and found that the meatball sitting in front of his house was the little chubby dun'er whom he hadn't seen for a long time!

The little meatball ran towards him, and the dynamic Superman on the T-shirt swayed.

Lin Xiao reluctantly put his hands on the chubby boy's shoulders, stopped the ball from rolling into his arms, and looked him up and down.

He flicked the chubby little belly.

"This sentence 'I don't want to treat myself badly', how many heroes have lost weight!"

Lin Xiao went downstairs to have breakfast, still in a daze.

The mother downstairs is still irritable, and the father is shaking his legs.

He just got up a little late, and sure enough, the breakfast on the table had already been swept away.

There is a customary rule in Lin Xiao's family, the early bird gets the worm, and he never cares whether the latecomer can fill his stomach.

Lin Xiao has already started to miss Zhang Mi next door.

Lin Xiao pushed open the door, walked to Zhang Mi's house opposite, and sighed: "Life is unsatisfactory, eight out of ten..."

"You son of a bitch, you will know how to appreciate life when you get up late."

Lin Xiao's father shook the newspaper in his hand, and agreed.

"Life is unsatisfactory ninety-nine out of ten JQK, right three, I'm sorry..."