The big guy dressed as a waste of wood [System]

There are more excessive ones below.

[I don’t know what the subject is struggling with, if it’s not a person, wouldn’t it be better. ]

[That's right, what's the trouble with this? Only children make choices, and of course adults want all of them.Get the netizen routine first, and then coax your first love back, so you can reap double the happiness. ]

[Hahahahahaha the upstairs is absolutely perfect, I stand upstairs with one vote. ]

[The words of tiger and wolf, I like it. ]

Song Chaoyan: ...

On this day, Song Chaoyan finally felt the fear of being dominated by sand sculpture netizens.

But I also thank these people for their comments, the feeling of being overwhelmed when I saw Chen Guican for the first time was relieved immediately.

In the end, he pulled Chen Guican onto the gourd in the most natural way.He felt that one netizen's reply was quite right: If you really know who is who, and you don't intend to let someone replace who, then what's the matter if you look the same.

Just hit the face.

He took a second look at Chen Guican, the eyes, nose, and mouth were all exactly the same, the world is really amazing.

Although he separated Song Shixing and Chen Guican in his heart, but when he got off the gourd and stood at the gate of the Immortal Mansion, and when he turned around and took Chen Guican in together, he would think of Song Shixing again.

This seemed to be the day he wanted to live the most back then, to buy a big house and bring Song Shixing to live in it together.

They were exiled to the bitter cold place in the extreme north. At the beginning, he thought that exile would require hard labor.Later, I gradually understood the definition of exile in that dynasty.

It is very simple to send people to remote places to survive. For example, if they originally had a residence permit in the capital and a big house in the capital, the meaning of exile is to drive them to the [-]th-tier cities and let them live on their own. off.

After the winter when Song Shixing came back to life, Song Chaoyan stopped making excuses and moved directly into Song Shixing's house.

Their house was small and dilapidated, with a flimsy roof that barely survived the first winter. When the weather gradually warmed up in spring and the snow melted, the roof began to leak.

There were no extra bricks and tiles, and no money. Song Shixing was always very active in trying to fill in the leaks. First, he did not know where to find the hay, tied it into bundles, and borrowed a ladder from the neighbor's , I want to lay a layer of grass on the roof.

He hadn't repaired the roof either, and he was surrounded by officials who had committed crimes, and no one would.He twisted some string and tied the grass on the roof.When it rains, the roof will still leak.

Moreover, the grass does not absorb water and is easily affected by moisture. When I look at it every two days, the hay is moldy and looks very suffocated.

After Song Shixing removed the hay, he changed to using mud paste. As a result, not only did the leakage continue, but also muddy water mixed with mud dripped down on the ground. After drying, it would leave a puddle of muddy marks.

Song Chaoyan felt that it was his turn to play. Anyway, he is also a modern person, and he can't even repair a roof.He directed Song Shixing to dig the soil for him, and when the soil came, he piled the soil into the shape of a hill.

Dig a hole in the middle, fill it with water, and knead it with the soil.

As a result, the soil here in the bitter cold land has too much sand and gravel, and it is not sticky enough, so it can't be squeezed into a shape no matter what.After adding water, if it is too thin, add some soil. After filling the soil, it will be too hard, and the shape will not be concave.

After repeatedly adding water and soil, Song Chaoyan finally managed to obtain a piece of soil that he thought could be baked into tiles.The clod was about the size of a washbasin.

Spread out the tiles that match the original roof, and squeeze out more than a dozen clods of the same shape.

The next step is roasting. Song Chaoyan has never baked tiles before. In his imagination, it should be set on fire.Then the clods of soil he kneaded were shattered after being burned like this.

All were killed, not a single surviving tile.

Song Chaoyan: ...

After many attempts, still nowhere.

Fu Zhe, who lived in the next room, watched them secretly for a long time, as if he made those tiles, not Song Chaoyan.When the tiles shattered, he felt his heart was broken.

He couldn't help but joined the great business of roof repairs, thinking that the tiles he baked would definitely work.

Then, those tiles also followed in the footsteps of their predecessors, even more broken than those baked by Song Chaoyan.Fu Zhe tried it once and wanted to try it again. Xue Hua, who was passing by after shopping for vegetables, saw that they were having fun making tiles, so he stopped and watched for a while.

At first, he thought it was fun, so he started with mud without knowing it, and saw the time when he was roasting on the fire. When he saw the tile was broken, he had an idea in his heart: it’s so simple, you can still roast it to pieces. up?

Don't move, let me go!

So Xue Hua put down his vegetable basket and joined their team.

Then the tiles he baked were also broken.

Xue Hua: ... the sun.

The scene of his failure, like history repeating itself, was seen by Yu Xin who was passing by.Sure enough, Yu Xin did not escape the curse of making tiles together, and also harvested a pile of scum.

This pile of broken tiles seemed to have some magical power, attracting neighbors one after another from daytime to evening, and no one succeeded in baking a complete tile.

When you fail at first, it will arouse the desire to win, and when you fail more times, this desire to win will be replaced by a sense of exhaustion. The first person does not want to try again, and the others will follow suit.

At that time, the sky was almost dark, so Song Shixing suggested that we should have a meal together.Xue Hua was the first to agree to the proposal, and even contributed his basket of vegetables.

Song Chaoyan’s house, the chicken he just bought was still a young chick and couldn’t lay eggs. Fu Zhe went back to his house, picked up his own hen that was hatching eggs, and took an egg from under it, which was regarded as a meat dish. .

Yu Xin also added a plate of wild vegetables. He dug a bunch a few days ago and found it tasteless, and he just went to dig a bunch again today.

The remaining few also brought some food from home, and they had a feast together.Using the stove of their family in the Song Dynasty, several dishes were cooked, and each person poured a bowl of rice wine mixed with water.

Rice wine mixed with water has no alcohol taste, only a faint, sweet and sour taste.

The guests are full of wine and food.

After a fulfilling day, Song Chaoyan's roof still leaks.Even on a certain day, from one leaking place to two leaking places.

The new leak was right above their bed.Once the rain leaked, their quilts would be wet, and the damp quilts had to be taken out to dry every now and then, otherwise they would be sticky and uncomfortable to cover.

No way, Song Chaoyan tied four sun-dried logs to the four corners of the bed, built a bracket on them, and set up the tent. The cloth of the tent is not light and light, it seems to be made A circle of curtains hung.

After tying it firmly, a basin was placed to catch the water where the rain leaked.

There is no water, but when it rains all night after that, the house will be full of ticking, ticking sounds.But probably when people have no worries in their hearts, they won't find repetitive sounds annoying.

It was pouring rain outside.

They were lying under the bed curtain, Song Shixing was holding him, and he was leaning on Song Shixing's shoulder, his hair was scattered and intertwined.The curtains around the bed make the whole space feel very safe.

Tick ​​tock, the rain falls in the basin, like a special rhythm.

He wanted to imagine the future when he was free, wanted to buy a small house, and wanted to raise pets: "Let's save some money and go to the next town to buy a house. It's not too big, but I want a two-story house. The bottom floor must have a yard." , there must be a place where the sun can bask on the upper floor.”

Song Shixing smiled: "Okay, when you have money, you can choose it, and we will buy it if we choose it."

After that, accompanied by that ticking sound all night, I slept soundly all night.

They were really poor at that time, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were penniless.The money they were allowed to bring with them was running out after buying the necessities of life.

Song Chaoyan used the small amount of money to buy chickens.It is a vain attempt to achieve the goal of getting rich by repeated cycles of chicken and egg, and egg and chicken.

After saving for a while, Song Shixing felt that it would take too long to go to the next town, and he would not come back until dark when he left in the early morning, so he should buy a means of transportation.

In this way, it will be more convenient for them to go out and sell eggs and wild vegetables.

So their family got an extra donkey, and they turned back to a state of desolation.Until that year's Chinese New Year, I didn't get rich.The money I saved was only enough to buy a piece of red paper.

Cut into three strips, the two long ones are used to write the upper and lower couplets, and the short ones are used to write the horizontal batches.

Song Shixing wrote a common couplet, and Song Chaoyan wrote a horizontal comment with only four characters, making a fortune as soon as possible.

After writing, stick it on the door, and write a blessing in the middle with the leftover red paper.

At night, every family is setting off fireworks, but their family is so poor that they can't afford fireworks.Fu Zhe and Yu Xin next door, because they are used to the life of rich kids, let alone make money, they don't even know how to save money.

It was even more difficult than the two of them.

I hurriedly bought some fireworks and firecrackers to make up for the excitement of the festival. It's not that no one wanted to share with them, but they didn't want it. After all, everyone's life is not easy.

On New Year's Eve, the weather was fine, and when I looked up, the sky was full of stars.He sat on the railing at the door, listening to the sound of fireworks and firecrackers around him.

Song Shixing put a coat on him, untied his precious little donkey, led the donkey with one hand, and picked him up with the other.Song Chaoyan stood up and blinked at him.

Song Shixing let him get on the donkey first, and then sat on it himself, wrapped him in his arms, pulled the rope leading the donkey, and said that there was a free fireworks display, so he took him to see it.

The baby donkey walked towards the town, and the farther and farther away from their house, the sound of the neighbor's firecrackers became quieter and quieter.When walking to the path, the surroundings were quiet only the sound of unknown insects, one after another.

The night wind was very cold, but Song Shixing's body temperature was very warm.

He nestled and didn't want to move.

The baby donkey worked hard and carried the two of them forward, and then reached the edge of the town, where he saw fireworks bursting out from every house.

One after another spread out in the night sky.

In fact, there is no free fireworks display at all, only fireworks set off by every household in the town.

Song Shixing led him through the streets and alleys, as if walking through the city full of fireworks.

Song Shixing's voice sounded in the interval of firecrackers: "I will take you to see the real fireworks display in the future."

He said yes at that time.

But he knew in his heart that there would be more grand fireworks in the future.

It can't compare to the lights of Wanjia that he took him to see this night.

The author has something to say: [Broken Thoughts]

My god, I didn't say anything yesterday.

【Thank you my big babies】

Thank you to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 12 bottles of resentment from readers who have been cut off;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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