One Hundred Ways to Compete with Rabbits

"Grandpa, this is my daughter-in-law, bring it back and show it to the family." Yin Yu looked at Wei Yiyi with a smile, and said softly, "Yi Yi, call someone."

Wei Yiyi swallowed nervously, grabbed Yin Yu's fingers, and tried to say hello calmly: "Grandpa, grandpa!"

Mr. Yin was taken aback for a moment, walked to the table and looked, and thought for a while before he realized: "Look at my memory! Xiaoyu mentioned it to us, you are the kid from the Wei family, right?"

Wei Yiyi nodded quickly, and stood stiffly on the spot waiting for the lecture. Mr. Yin looked very funny, and comforted him: "Don't be so restrained, we are all a family, do you remember, when you were young, I hugged you?"

Wei Yiyi raised his head blankly, obviously he just didn't remember.

Mr. Yin pulled out a chair and sat down, waved his hand to signal Yin Yu and Wei Yiyi to sit down too, casually picked out a big bun from the steamer on the table, took a big bite with his hand, and said while eating: " You were only four or five years old at that time. It’s normal if you don’t remember. Your mother brought you to play in the tea garden and dressed you up as a little girl, but you were bullied and cried by the tea farmer’s children in the tea garden. ?"

Wei Yiyi tried his best to recall what happened more than 20 years ago. At that time, before Wei's father found out, Wei's mother always raised him as a girl. As for being bullied... I was used to being bullied when I was young. Where do you remember so much?

Mr. Yin knew the result by seeing Wei Yiyi's expression. He shook his head and smiled, then turned his gaze to Yin Yu: "What about you? You don't remember either?"

Yin Yu looked at Mr. Yin smiling like an old fox, and somehow felt a chill on his back, frowned and said, "Grandpa, what kind of charades are you playing? I met Yi Yi when I was a child?"

"Hey..." Mr. Yin swallowed the last mouthful of buns, wiped his hands slowly, and said with a smile, "You don't remember? You bullied Yi Yi a lot when you were young, and you organized those brats in the tea garden of!"

Yin Yu subconsciously glanced at Wei Yiyi, just met Wei Yiyi's suspicious eyes, and couldn't help but defend with a guilty conscience: "Yiyi, don't listen to grandpa's nonsense, he must be too old to remember things clearly!"

Mr. Yin slapped Yin Yu on the head, and said angrily: "Who are you saying is older?! I can't remember clearly? The bastard who said he wanted to marry Yi Yi back home as a wife must not be is you?"

Marry Yi Yi and go home as a wife?

Yin Yu was taken aback for a moment, glanced at Wei Yiyi beside him, and immediately remembered the incident that Mr. Yin had mentioned.

He was only five years old at the time, and lived in the tea garden with Mr. Yin for a while, leading a group of brats in the tea garden to climb trees and dig eggs every day, and would go out of the tea garden to fight in nearby small villages from time to time. .

At that time, guests often came to the tea garden. If a guest brought a child, it would depend on his mood. Just beat me up first!

Usually the guests bring little boys, only once, a beautiful aunt brought a little girl over.

At first glance, he thought this little girl was cute and pleasing to the eye!It just so happens that his big cottage still lacks a Mrs. Yazhai, so why not just ask this little girl to be Mrs. Yazhai!

Just do it!At that time, a group of them surrounded the little girl, but before she could speak her lines, the little girl burst into tears.

Where have these rough boys seen such a battle?Everyone froze in place, watching the little girl standing in the middle crying with snot and tears all over her face.

At that time, his younger brother also suggested to him: "This little girl is too ugly when she cries. Boss, let's change it! The Cuihua in the village at the foot of the mountain is pretty good!"

Cuihua?She is dark and ugly, so how can this little girl look so good?

He was unwilling to just leave like this, so he stood there and watched the little girl cry, but this was too much to cry... He was the only one of them who waited from noon to sunset, and the little girl was still there Wipe away tears.

"You...don't cry, I won't bully you." In the afterglow of the setting sun, in the corner of the huge tea garden, a well-dressed and neatly dressed little boy walked forward carefully, and sat on the ground crying with red eyes, even pink. The little girl whose jacket was half missing got up, took a delicate handkerchief and carefully wiped away the tears and snot on the little girl's face, and coaxed clumsily, "I...I want to marry you home, yes, yes It’s for pain, no, it’s not for bullying you, don’t cry, okay?”

That night, after the sun went down, the little boy carefully and clumsily picked up the little girl who fell asleep after crying, and carefully wrapped his coat around the little girl, and carried the little girl home with difficulty: "When you enter my house, you will be my daughter-in-law from now on! I will love you very much! I won't let you cry in the future!" The little boy touched the little girl's eyes that were red and swollen from crying, and said from the eight o'clock TV series The lines learned in the school.

"Xiaoyu, what you brought back is a male doll! I can't be your wife!" Old Man Yin and the beautiful aunt leaned against the door and looked at it amusedly.

He immediately retorted angrily: "Why isn't it a girl?" The little boy was eager to prove that his wife was a girl doll, so he pulled down the sleeping little girl's pants, revealing a bird like the little boy. ... The pink bird was suddenly exposed, trembling tremblingly, as if greeting the little boy.

The little boy stood by the bed in a daze, pulling the little girl's pants in his hand, looking at the "little girl" bird in shock, then hesitantly looked down at his lower body for a while, as if hesitating whether to Take off your own pants to compare the difference... "See? This is also a boy doll, so do you still want him to be your wife?" Old Man Yin laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up, jokingly said.

The little boy swallowed hard, glanced at the little bird of the "little girl", then moved his eyes to the white and tender face of the "little girl", recalling the sweetness of holding the "little girl" in his arms After a while, she slowly pulled up the pants for the "little girl", nodded firmly and said, "Yes!"

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New hole, I want to write an article about the entertainment industry. I haven’t written this type of article before. I want to try it. For the time being, it’s a story about a fool and a movie king. I haven’t had time to reply to the comments recently, but I’ve read them all. Wait. After I finish the exam, I will come back together ~ Thank you little angels for your support ~