Senior, please forgive me!don't pull my skirt

It's delicious, I haven't eaten it for a long time. "In a blink of an eye, there was only half of the glutinous rice ball left, and I began to cherish it, biting it in small bites.

"What exaggerated life did you live? When was the last time you ate?" he asked casually.

Me: "The last time... when I was in primary school, my grandmother bought food for me. At the old market in the county, an old woman sold it, pushing a small cart. Her fried glutinous rice balls are the best in the county. It's cheap to eat, and the price has never been raised. Many people in the county know.....

"Did you eat these fried junk foods when you were in elementary school? It's really okay." Mu Junchen complained.

I wanted to retort, but when I opened my mouth, I suddenly had no energy to swear. I just said: "Elementary school, I started eating it before elementary school... kids like to eat these, actually, that old woman may not be the whole county fried The best, I have a friend who also fried very well..."

The wooden table in front of me turned into a blur, and a large bluestone with a smooth surface appeared in front of my eyes.

Suddenly, a chubby hand held an enamel jar and put it on the big bluestone.

Sister, guess what this is?" He asked with a smile, but in fact all the little fat on his face accompanied him carefully.

I can't see anything in there... guess what... I don't hunt.

The child with two messy braids and a few red pea flowers pinned to his head lowered his head and picked his fingers, pouted, looking unhappy, but he smelled the fragrance in the jar, and secretly used it Looking at the enamel jar from the corner of the eye, he wondered what was in it. The smell had never been smelled before, and it might be something fresh.

"You guessed it, you guessed it right and you guessed it wrong, I'll dismantle the discernment for you, okay?" The little fat man tugged on the child's sleeve and shook it gently.

Really?" The child raised his eyes, looking at the little fat man with big black eyes.

Little Fatty: "Really, why did I lie to you?

The child thought for a while and said: "You are not allowed to tie up my hair when I sleep, I can't tear it off...you will be laughed at when you go back.

Isn't it normal for a girl to tie her hair? Which retard is laughing at you?" the little fat man asked strangely.

The child blinked his eyes and said, "I don't want to tie it, I don't like it...don't tie it for me, okay?

The little fat man rolled his eyes and obviously didn't want to agree. Braiding his sister's hair was one of his greatest joys. For children, the most difficult thing to give up is eating and playing.

The child wondered what was in the jar. It smelled so good and he wanted to eat it, but he was unwilling to let the little fat brother agree to it.

In fact, a blessing to the heart, the child puts two small arms on the big bluestone, one on top of the other, like the pupils in the classroom, and then lays his head on it, yelling motherly at the little fat man He said: "Brother..."

"Okay brother promise you!

The little fat man had a heart-beating expression on his face, and he didn't let the children guess, he opened the lid of the enamel jar directly, and inside were two chubby yellow dumplings that were still steaming.

"Glutinous rice ball, am I great?" The little fat man asked for credit.

The child couldn't wait to take one out and bit it, his eyes lit up instantly, he nodded and said it was super delicious, and asked what it was made of.

"You're stupid, you call it Lumiqiu." The little fat man smiled, and with the back of his chubby hand pointed to the oil on the child's mouth, "It was made of the glutinous rice and flour you gave me yesterday afternoon.

"It's amazing..." The child boasted while eating, "I'll bring you whatever you want to eat tomorrow.

The little fat man looked a little embarrassed, and murmured: "I think, I want to eat some meat,

I'll go to the river to catch fish for you tomorrow!

"Don't go! Don't!" The little fat man refused repeatedly, "The river is too dangerous, don't go, I don't like fish.

"Then I'll go to the pond to catch loaches." The child took another bite of the glutinous rice ball in his hand, ahhh, his cheeks bulged.

Don’t go! The pond is too dangerous! I don’t eat meat anymore, I, I eat radish, I’m too fat, I need to eat more vegetables!

The little fat man anxiously waved Xiangzi, who was waving his hand, which was very funny. The child couldn't help laughing, and the little fat man became a little angry. The two children quarreled while eating, and played together again after the quarrel.

No matter what I did at the time, I should have found a way to get some meat for him to eat, even if I had to steal it, I would have stolen the old hen from the bad old man next door to the little fat brother

He wanted to eat meat so much that he didn't even eat enough meat in the end. Thinking of this, the glutinous rice balls in his throat couldn't be swallowed.

"What expression do you have?" Mu Junchen looked at me suspiciously, "Is your friend 190 dead?

You just died!!!" I yelled.

Mu Junchen's eyes widened, he was startled by me, the chicken leg almost fell off his hand,

"Why do you have chicken legs?

Just thinking about how pitiful the little fat man is with no meat to eat, when I raised my eyes and saw Mu Shachen eating chicken legs, my tone suddenly became a little gloomy.

"Your big eyes are decorations? Are they filled with glass marbles? If you don't need the eyeballs, you can donate them to those in need." Mu Junchen tapped the table on my side.

I just found out that there was an extra plate on my side, and there was a tender braised chicken leg in it.

It's delicious, and I don't have any embarrassment. I just grab it and eat it. Anyway, it will be cleaned up in the end. Even if I don't want to eat it, I have to eat it for my little fat brother.

Boys eat very quickly, and the chicken legs are eaten up in one go. I have nothing to eat, but I can only watch Mu Junchen stir the bowl of glutinous rice balls with a spoon very artificially.

"What do you think this is a bowl of?" He really asked.