The moment his young wife grabbed his hand, Xie Lin missed the mutated turtle for the first time.
real!
Slow down, girl.
By the way, she hasn't turned into a turtle in a long time.
She was strong; he couldn't break free at all.
The five little ones in front of me have become possessed, especially the "demon" who is speeding up his chants and wiggling his butt even more demonically.
Seeing that he was about to become a "demon", he had a sudden inspiration.
"Shishi, let's go into town and buy some glutinous rice balls to eat."
Shishi likes round shapes, and Chou Chou probably likes them too.
Li Zixing had heard the Queen say that Yuanyuan was a glass ball, but she didn't quite understand. She stuck out her little bottom and said, "Thank you, brother, you can't eat glass balls."
"It's another kind of round one, a meat bun. It has a thin skin and lots of meat. It's a big and fragrant meat bun. When you break it open, the aroma is so strong that it makes your mouth water. Shishi, do you want to eat some?"
"I'm going into town to buy clothes for Chou Chou. If you want to eat, I'll take you there."
These words made several little kids and the audience drool.
These days, who doesn't crave meat? If you're just watching a spectacle, why bring in the temptation of food?
Fortunately, the cafeteria had wild boar meat today, so I can still bear it.
I heard that the reason they caught so many wild boars was because these three people encountered a group of injured wild boars while playing in the mountains and then rescued them. They were really lucky.
Shishi has a special fondness for Yuanyuan, so there's no reason for her not to eat her.
"Let's go, Ugly loves to dance, but doesn't like to eat meat."
Before, this guy could jump around all day long, and he would never stop except when she brought back supplies and called her an idiot.
If you haven't had enough fun and you have to work overtime tonight, don't bother him. What if he drags you to work overtime tonight?
The little devil, who had been listening intently, stopped wiggling his bottom as soon as he heard that he wasn't getting a share, and silently turned off the radio and hugged it to his chest.
He took small steps to get in front of the patriarch, looked up and met his gaze. His eyes made it clear: he wanted to eat, he loved meat.
Xie Lin breathed a huge sigh of relief.
It's good that they've stopped dancing around.
This little guy's hobby is truly astonishing.
He waved his hand and said, "Let's go into the city."
Li Zixing, Liu Daya, and Shen Qin looked expectantly at their patriarch.
They wanted to go too.
"Brother Xie, can we go too?" Li Zixing asked.
In all his life, he had never eaten steamed buns in the city except when passing through it.
Neither of the Shen brothers had tried it.
My parents aren't here, and my grandfather is very busy, often staying at the base. It's good if we can see each other once a month.
Sometimes when we meet, it's just a meal at home before Grandpa has to go off to do his work again.
They all knew that Grandpa was contributing to the country. They didn't fully understand, but they knew it was important. Grandpa's efforts had made things easier for many heroes.
Therefore, they never complained about not having relatives with them.
But if possible, they still hope to go outside and have a simple meal of steamed buns or dumplings.
It was even more impossible for Liu Daya; she wouldn't even get a meat bun from the city cafeteria, let alone the ones from the city.
All the meat I've ever eaten in my life has come from the Xiao family.
Xie Lin had already planned to bring them all, so he nodded and told them to go back and tell their parents, and also asked Shen Qin to call Chen Xiao to come along.
He can't look after so many little ones by himself, especially two unruly kids.
The little ones immediately rushed out of the yard, their little mouths stretched into the sky, they were very happy.
After the dance ended and the crowd dispersed, those outside left with envious and jealous looks in their eyes.
Several children were so hungry they were almost crying, begging their parents to buy them meat buns.
The parents who were upset all complained to Xie Lin, asking why he said it was so delicious when he didn't give any to their children.
They only dared to grumble in their hearts, leaving with their children, cursing and swearing, but dared not utter the curses aloud, only moving their lips.
Paying for a ticket just to watch the show is such a rip-off.
Xie Lin thought to himself, "If I don't describe it in an enticing way, how can I attract those brats?"
Eight people in one car is a bit cramped. The little ones are all crammed into the back seat, so Li Zixing and Shen Qin sit on the floor, but that doesn't stop them from having fun.
The car was driving very slowly, just in case they got jostled.
The journey took about twenty minutes, and the children played the whole way, carrying all their toys with them.
Everyone has their own hobbies.
More normal kids play with frog jumps and spinning tops.
The most normal ones just hold up a small megaphone and blast the wind through the car window.
There's another one...
Xie Lin glanced at the guy who was so fond of radios and felt a chill run down his spine.
He was listening to music and dancing; sitting down didn't stop him from going crazy.
I hide the radio when I get home.
This is the first time I've realized that one of the "three turns and one sound" (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument) that everyone loves can actually cause so much trouble.
The cramped space was divided into four factions.
One is howling like a ghost, the other is in a maggot's cocoon; one group is full of childlike fun, the other has empty eyes.
Chen Xiao, sitting in the passenger seat, covered his ears and frequently glared resentfully at the patriarch.
He thought he could get a free feast, but he didn't expect that what he overdrawn wasn't his pocket, but his brain.
My head is buzzing right now.
The patriarch pretended not to see it, his eyes fixed firmly ahead.
He didn't know these guys would cause such a ruckus. If he had known, why did he do it in the first place?
It would be so much better to stay in the barracks, or to make pork jerky at his mother-in-law's house. Why does he want to go home?
If God could take him back half an hour, he would absolutely stay in the camp.
I'm not going home today!
After getting off the car, Chen Xiao felt like he had come back to life.
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