Like a swallow returning to its nest

Xiao Lai helped Fang Jian scold her father.

Fang Jian is a child in the city, and her family education is strict. The national scolding is inseparable from the mother and grandma at home. She doesn't like to scold like this. Please ask Xiao Lai to teach her a few proper and dirty ones. I hope next time Arguing with people can come in handy.

Xiao Lai lay on the bed, her calves raised, she patted her feet happily, and asked her, "Does your father have a grandfather?"

Fang Jian asked what uncle was, and Xiao Lai said, "It's your father's grandfather's elder brother."

Fang Jian counted with her fingers. It took half a minute to straighten out the relationship between the characters, and another half minute to recall, shaking her head, "Probably not."

What Fang Jian hated the most was her sister and father. After confirming that neither of them had a master, Xiao Lai said, "Next time you quarrel, if you are really angry, you can say, I'm fucking you."

Fang Jian lay beside her, propping up her upper body with her elbows, she was stunned for a moment, and when she came to her senses, she put her head on her shoulders and smiled.

Xiao Lai bumped into her, "Tell me about it."

Fang Jian was still laughing, but she fell down, her face was pressed against the bed sheet, her ears were red, and she pushed her while laughing.

"Say it!" Xiao Lai urged.

She opened her mouth a few times, but her voice was hoarse. Fang Jian suppressed a smile and said, "I can't swear."

Fangzheng was very strict with children, and grandma scolded others without sarcasm. No one in the family had ever scolded so dirtyly, and she couldn't swear without it.

But swearing dirty is really enjoyable, just listening to Xiao Lai scolding Fang Jian feels a lot of comfort.

Xiao Lai said it didn't matter, just remember it, and then taught her a few words, such as "the one who kills a thousand swords", "the one who cuts off the head", and "I say your ancestors are strict".

"There are so many ancestors, who knows who is who? It doesn't matter if they are your own ancestors... Also, if you want to curse others, you can curse 'your house is on fire, and your house is dragging children'" .”

Fang Jian asked: "Why are you dragging the child?"

Xiao Lai explained, "A fire at the head of the house corresponds to flooding in the house. Once there is a flood, wouldn't the child float up?"

Fang Jian suddenly realized that there is so much knowledge in cursing people.

Learning is useless.

Chatting and chatting, Xiao Lai fell asleep. She didn't sleep all night and during the day. She was pillowed on a pillow cover embroidered with red peonies. For the convenience of sleeping, she parted her braids. Her hair was a bit curly. With a small face, one hand was placed by the pillow, and the other hand was holding Fang Jian together.

The sunlight was filtered softly by the curtains, and the cicadas were neighing outside the window. Fang Jian lay beside her and looked at her. The girl was beautiful and soft. She couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed her on the face, and then gently kissed her lips.

Xiao Lai unconsciously hummed twice in his sleep, turned over, and breathed evenly and long.

When the grandparents came back in the evening, the aunt had already cooked the meal and put it on the table. The grandma came into the house and woke them up to go out to eat. They were not allowed to sleep during the day, for fear that they would not be able to sleep at night.

During the meal, Xiao Lai kept secretly looking at his grandpa. The Mediterranean old man in a small white vest couldn't see where he was sick. He would do whatever his grandma asked him to do.

In the afternoon, when they were still asleep, Fang Chun and Fang Zheng called respectively. Grandma answered Fang Chun's call, saying that Fang Jian was sleeping, but she hung up without saying anything.

The one who received Fangzheng was not so polite, and scolded Gu Yinglan.

At this moment, the dinner table began to scold again, saying that the child's mother is incapable, that she can't even take care of her own man, and that she won't be able to take care of her when she is born.

Fang Jian helplessly called "Grandma", and the old lady "hummed" and picked a piece of ribs for each of the two girls, "Let's eat."

After dinner, Fang Jian told Xiao Lai that grandma didn't like her mother because she thought she was too gentle and weak to control men and made the child suffer.

"My dad has a bad temper. According to my grandma, I should find someone who is fiercer to suppress him. But my dad said he was fed up with shrews, and finally married my mom. It was fine without me, but I Once born, the relationship between grandparents and parents is not good."

On the balcony, some garlic sprouts and shallots were planted in foam boxes. The weather has been dry recently, and the tips of the shoots are a little yellow. The back of the neck is still sticky and uncomfortable.

Xiao Lai squeezed her hand, "It's not your fault, it's your father who imposed his will on you." Xiao Lai became angrier as he thought about it, "He can't have a son by himself, who is he to blame? Don't blame yourself?"

Fang Jian was amused by her, "Everything you said makes sense."

Xiao Lai straightened her back, "Of course."

The aunt called them at the door and asked if they wanted to change the clothes so that she could wash them.

Fang Jian shook her hand back, "Change it, I can wear it in the morning after washing tonight."

The sun set and the mosquitoes came out, and the two of them went back to the room. Grandma brought them the oscillating electric fan in the living room to blow on the bed, and the room was not so hot anymore.

Fang Jian left a lot of clothes here, and found a fat short-sleeved dress for her to use as pajamas. Xiao Lai raised her shoulders and gestured to her chest, covering her thighs.

"Why do you like such big clothes, like boys' clothes." Then remembering that Fang Jian was raised by her father as a boy when she was a child, Xiao Lai asked her again, "Have you worn a skirt?"

"The dress we wore when we first met." Fang Jian closed the cabinet door and turned around and said, "Did you forget?"

Xiao Lai said he hadn't forgotten, "But it's not your clothes, is it your sister's? I don't think you can have clothes like that. I have a lot of skirts, and you are so thin, I can share them with you."

Fang Jian didn't know if there was a future, so she didn't answer, and pushed her to the bathroom, "Take a shower."

Grandpa and grandma went out for a walk after dinner, and the two girls were naked in the bathroom, and Fang Jian took the coat out through the crack of the door to the aunt.

Xiao Lai stood behind her, hooking her pants, Fang Jian turned her head, "What are you doing?"

"I'll wash it for you, this." She lowered her head, blushing to the neck, the wattage of the bathroom light was very low, and the curve was hazy, Fang Jian bit her lower lip, and her face became hot, "I... I can do it myself Wash it, it's not like you don't have hands."

In the small bathroom, there was only room for the two of them to turn around. Fang Jian took off her shaggy head and ran towards the wall to adjust the water temperature. Xiao Lai still hooked her hands, "Just wash like this."

Fang Jian almost died of embarrassment, "I wash it myself, I really don't need you to help me."

"Then you can't wash like this, are you wearing clothes?"

"It's really unnecessary..."

"But I'm chasing you, I'm acting." Xiao Lai took half a step forward, leaning forward to look at her face, "Don't you like my acting like this? Then how do you want me to behave." She also knew Find a way out for yourself, "Tell me first, I don't know much."

I can't take it, I can't take it, my head is going to explode!

Fang Jian hung up her disheveled hair, bent down and quickly took off her underpants, and stuffed them back to her, "Here you are! Here you are!"

Xiao Lai took it, pulled two pieces of toilet paper and wrapped it with his own, and put it on a shelf beside him, "I'll go out and wash it later."

Fang Jian was annoyed, "Then why are you in a hurry! You have to chase after me now!"

She felt more comfortable now, and stood under the shower with a smile to wet her hair, "Let's discuss it first."