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The two sat at the table to eat, Jia Shu was drinking porridge, Liu Yong took the egg and knocked it on the corner of the table to peel it off.The eggs in the yard are all brought back from the countryside by Zhao's mother in a big bamboo basket every week. They are big and yellow.After Liu Yu peeled it off, he handed it to Jiashu with the dog's legs, showing the image of a good citizen who would change and ask for forgiveness once he knew his mistake.

Jiashu cast a glance at Liu Yong, with an arrogant look of "I'm still not happy and don't accept any apology", Liu Yong continued to use his thick-skinned characteristics, breaking the eggs into small pieces and feeding them into Jiashu's mouth.Jiashu was startled, and hurriedly stopped the hand

"You eat this, and peel the other one for me."

Liu Yu said meanly, "Oh, how loving I am to feed you." He didn't care about the naked disgust in Jiashu's tone.

Jiashu was about to despair of this world where people are so cheap and invincible. Knowing that comparing face with this person is asking for a dead end, she silently took the peeled egg, took out the yolk and asked Feifei to eat it, it was a blessing for Feifei meal.

Feifei is the strongest and thickest person in the orphanage, not being picky eaters is the most basic quality, not to mention the egg yolk that he likes to eat very much.Feifei also had an egg peeled by the dean's grandmother in the morning, but how could such a small amount satisfy the appetite of a foodie dog, Feifei ran over drooling when he heard that there were eggs to eat.

Liu Yong always felt that Jiang Jiashu was too doting on Feifei. As a four-year-old big dog, Feifei actually only eats and plays every day, without any sense of responsibility to take care of the house.

No, after Feifei finished eating the egg yolk, he showed his belly on the ground and began to whine and act coquettishly to scratch it. Jiashu ignored him and ate silently with a face of "the rice is delicious".

Liu Yong was very mocking of what happened to Fei Fei, and continued to eat his meal with a sneer. When eating the egg yolk, he took it out and shook it in front of Fei Fei's eyes. With one turn, the egg yolk fell into his mouth.

The angry Fatty's blood was stimulated, and he was about to scratch him when he came up, but he was kicked away by a shadowless kick. Realizing the disparity between the enemy and us, Feifei turned his head and ran, slipping to Xiao'an The room wanted to call him up to get something to eat.

Fat people have no bottom line and no principles. It’s not a day or two to remember to eat or not. Every time Liu Wei can’t help but feel helpless. This dog has no one. They say that the dog follows the owner, and I don’t know who it follows. Anyway, Liu Wei didn't want to admit that he was its owner.

After eating, Liu Yong put down the bowl and thought it was time to educate the younger brothers, so he knocked on the door one by one, pinching the nose of those who didn't respond and waiting for him to wake up. The children were already sleepy, and they were beaten by this cruel way early in the morning. Wake up, one is more mournful than the other.After all the younger brothers finally assembled in the small courtyard, Liu Qi cleared his throat and began to lecture with his hands behind his back

At the beginning, there was an attitude of the old chiefs in the military parade, "Today, I will tell you three things."

"The first thing, um, I will listen to your elder brother Jiang Jiashu in the future, and help coax Xisheng more."

"The second thing, ah, I will wash my own dishes in the future, and you will be limited to make a duty list within 10 minutes, and the students on duty will help wash the pots and dishes every day."

"The third thing is to write the summer homework quickly"

After finishing speaking, there was a lot of complaints from the bottom, and they started to complain directly, "Let us wake up so early for this?!"

"I know, I know, can I go to bed?"

"What is the duty schedule? Let's arrange it in the afternoon. I'll go to bed first."

At some point, Liu Wei put away the expression that seemed to be able to pass by just now, and sneered, "If Jiashu is very tired, you can add morning and evening self-study, go to bed at ten from six o'clock. And now It's been 2 minutes, and I can't make a duty form in 10 minutes. Ten of you stand in the yard for ten hours each. And the day after tomorrow I will check your summer homework. Whoever hasn't finished it, I will tear up his homework. Make a copy."

You little brothers were shocked by this kind of black widow's ruthless attitude towards their relatives like a cold wind, and they were speechless. Seeing the smile on the corner of Liu Yong's mouth, but the cold eyes, he realized that what he just said was definitely not joke.

The little brothers woke up instantly, those who were looking for paper and pens were looking for paper and pens, those who arranged people arranged people, each performed their duties, and the great rivers and mountains were thriving.

Liu Yong silently felt that the dog-leg characteristics of fat and the stinky problem of eating hard but not soft may not have come out of thin air, but forced by the general trend and the situation.

In less than 10 minutes, the younger brother No. [-], Zhao An, presented the duty form with trepidation. Liu Yong took it and glanced at Zhao An casually, with a disgusted expression of "this speed has just passed".

Zhao An's heart shuddered, and he felt more and more like a young bird destined to take the lead.

After reading it, Liu Yu gave a noncommittal "hmm" in a low voice, and after a while, he seemed to remember that he should give a concluding remark, and said calmly, "That's it", and stopped caring about his trembling little brothers , turned around and pushed Xiaopo Sanlun away.

After Liu Yong trained his younger brother, he felt refreshed and free from turbidity. He turned around and couldn't restrain the pride in the corners of his eyes and brows.With a sullen face, he pushed Xiaopo Sanlun into the book. Recently, Liu Yong has contacted other ways of making money. There are more books to buy. Liu Yong and other companies in the waste station have begun to collect waste paper and old books. Traveling is just tiring the little tricycle.

Jiashu was sitting under the big willow tree with Xisheng in his arms, Fatty was lying on the ground at his feet, biting his little sandbag to play.Several tables were set up under the shade of the trees in the yard, and a group of primary school students were mourning, writing their summer homework steadily and ruthlessly.

Although Xisheng couldn't hear the sound, there was no problem with his pronunciation.Xi Sheng was obviously in a good mood now, and his big eyes were bent with a smile.Jiashu looked at this cute and obedient smiling child, and couldn't help but gently kissed his white cheek. Xisheng was probably too happy to control his facial muscles, and a drop of crystal saliva flowed down his cheek. However, Jiashu's face was wet.Jiashu froze for a moment, touched the water stains on his face, and then looked at the saliva marks on Xisheng's face, everything in front of him seemed to explain something.

Jia Shu silently rubbed his face on the little pink bellyband specially designed for Xisheng babies. Anyway, even the baby's diapers have been washed, so mere saliva is nothing.

Seeing this "new mother" rubbing against her body, Xi Sheng thought it was some new game, and giggled happily.

At this time, Liu Yong had already shipped hundreds of books to some small bookstores.The economic level of this small county is not good because there are many people, and the demand will be great if there are more people.Liu Wei is young, but his brain is flexible.Leng is based on his life experience living here for more than ten years and his ability to bluff people, negotiated cooperation with several small bookstores, and sends some good-looking books to sell every day.

Liu Yong pedaled his tricycle into a small alley, and in the alley was the last one he was going to - Zhuangzi Bookstore.Zhuangzi Bookstore opened at the entrance of a primary school that just celebrated its centennial celebration last year.Liu Yong is quite familiar with this Zhuangzi Bookstore. When I was in school, the girls chattered about the novels that Zhuangzi Bookstore entered again.The teenage girl's voice is so good that it can pass through time—every time he sees the old crown from Zhuangzi Bookstore, the excited screams of girls seem to ring out in Liu Qi's ears again.

Liu Yong shook his head, forcing himself not to recall this horrible past.When he arrived at the entrance of Zhuangzi Bookstore, Liu Yong took out his handkerchief to wipe off his sweat, and yelled, "Uncle Meng, I'm here to deliver books."

A thick middle-aged male voice answered, "Hey, what good book does Xiao Liu have today?"

An old Mediterranean man wearing a ripped racer-shaped vest came out with slippers. Lao Meng is a 50-[-]-year-old rough man who has been running this ancestral bookstore for decades.

Liu Yong said with a smile while moving the books, "I keep all the books you like."

Lao Meng came over to help move the books, looking at the titles while moving.Two people moved the books faster than one person, and Liu Yong finished moving the books before sweating for two rounds.

Lao Meng handed Liu Yong a bottle of mineral water and asked him to sit in the store for a while, and settle the bill with him.

Liu Yong found a small wooden stool and sat with his elbows on his knees. The long-term physical labor was too strenuous, and it was only when he calmed down that he realized that his heart was beating so fast.Liu Yong lowered his head, calming down the heat silently.

Lao Meng has a lot of problems, and at this time he still likes to use his abacus to settle accounts, and he calls it the preservation of the essence of Chinese culture.Lao Meng's abacus is different from other people's. His subordinates are walking like flying big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate. Lao Meng looks at the account book and the disk, and slowly draws beads one by one.

Liu Yong waited for a long time, so he looked around the store's furnishings.Lao Meng’s store does not have the atmosphere of ancestral bookstores that are full of ink and books. In the middle of the store, there are various youth novels, comics and magazines. Perhaps the only thing related to ancestral inheritance is the genetic material in these carved old wooden cabinets and Lao Meng's body.

After Lao Meng settled the bill with his speed comparable to that of a turtle, he counted out more than 500 yuan from the drawer and handed it to Liu Wei.

Lao Meng grinned happily, "Xiao Liu, take the money. From now on, all novels like this will be sent to my store. I want as many as I want."

Liu Yu raised his head when he heard the words, and said seriously, "Is Uncle Meng telling the truth?"

Lao Meng laughed, "You are really interesting, Uncle Meng keeps his word, just bring as many books as you have."

Liu Yong also smiled, "Then thank you, Uncle Meng."