"You stinky egg, Xingxing's dad and Uncle Ding are arguing. I overheard them."
"Xingxing's dad said: Hey, you skinflint, you found all the good tea I hid."
"Uncle Ding scolded him: 'I'm skinning you, you're just fat skin. You're not afraid of getting skinny like a monkey even if you eat all the food yourself. Let me tell you, if you don't give me a drink, I'll tell Comrade Liu Mei that your office is full of smelly socks and she'll take you down.'"
"When Xingxing's dad got scolded, he threw the tea leaves at him: 'You drink it, you drink it all, you'll get fat! Where am I fat? I'm just a little rounder than you, is it really necessary to keep bringing it up all the time?'"
"Then he dug out the smelly socks, split them in half and threw them over to Uncle Ding's side. I saw it; he hid them under the bench in Uncle Ding's room."
Xie Lin: ...This gossip is interesting.
Who would have thought that the political commissar, who looks so respectable, would actually litter with his smelly socks?
He glanced at the office next door, then silently looked away.
"Come down quickly, we're going home."
"Alright, you stinky egg, catch!"
Xie Lin was terrified. She slid down headfirst in a spectacular fashion, not even afraid that she would be smashed into a pulp if he didn't catch her.
Is it because I trust myself too much?
Or is it just incredibly audacious?
He steadied himself, and the person had already fallen in front of him. He quickly reached out.
The person was caught, but in this position...
He held her slender waist, her two thin legs straddling his head, her buttocks visible when he looked down.
Her head was directly facing his lower abdomen, with her face turned inwards, which speaks volumes.
That wasn't the worst of it; she lost her grip on the straw hat and it fell. She reached down to retrieve it, and her chin slammed hard against the ground.
Oh, is she trying to murder her husband?
dull pain!
Having seen so much in broad daylight, the well-worn guard Xiao Zheng thought: ...Sister-in-law is so brave, sister-in-law is so willing to kowtow.
He silently turned around, having overheard the gossip of the two leaders and witnessed Xie's dark history. Would he be silenced?
He heard nothing, saw nothing, and knew nothing.
Xie Lin quickly spun the person 180 degrees.
Shishi hasn't gotten the hat yet.
"You stinky egg, your hat, you haven't picked up your hat yet."
Why can't you pick up the hat by standing up? You have to pick it up upside down?
You brat, if you really break it and it's unusable, what will you do then?
Ugly didn't slide, but he jumped. His short legs bounced so hard that it almost gave Xiao Zheng's heart a heart attack.
Seeing that the little guy was unharmed, he sighed.
None of Deputy Regiment Commander Xie's children are normal; Deputy Regiment Commander Xie's good fortune is yet to come.
If it were him, he really wouldn't be able to handle this good fortune.
Xie Lin glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, then took the two unruly children home.
The two green hues swayed back and forth in front of him, making his eyes dizzy.
"I'm not wearing a hat anymore. We're not on a mountain now, so there's no need for disguise."
"Mom said the hat looks nice."
If it looks good, you should wear it.
Xie Lin: ......
My mom is a total fangirl; she thinks everything her daughter wears looks good.
If she weren't so noisy, and if I hadn't told her that if the flowers in her hair fell to the ground, they would get dirty and look bad, I could have a different headpiece every day for a month.
Now all those headdresses are in the space, strung together into ropes and hanging on the trees. They are pink, red, and colorful. The ginkgo trees haven't even bloomed real flowers yet, but they've already bloomed countless headdress flowers.
The red embroidered shoes that were a gift when she got married were dirtied during a trip to Shanghai, so she couldn't bear to wear them anymore. She washed them and kept them in her storage space.
Yes, they were also strung together and hung on the ginkgo tree.
This hobby is somewhat problematic.
"Happy Sister, where did you all go?"
When Shishi ran into an acquaintance at the camp gate, she immediately called out to both of them, for convenience.
Zhang Qingqing and Cui Miaona ran over carrying things, followed by a graceful and beautiful woman.
"Shishi, we've gone to the city. We bought some pastries. Here are two boxes for you. You can eat one and give the other to your aunt, who is your mother."
Zhang Qingqing took a paper packet out of her bag and handed it to the person whose eyes were already shining.
Cui Miaona was amused by her expression and took out a bag of milk candy.
"Shishi, this is for you too."
She welcomes all poems.
A gift from someone you know is called a gift; you can accept it, it's a mutual favor.
Although there is plenty of space, there are also many offspring in the space. In addition to the first, second, and third insects, the two snakes and the four bears are all eaten. The more the merrier.
If others give you more, you can have an easier time.
Earning money all by himself is too tiring.
Oh dear, I forgot, I should have asked Dad for a reward.
Never mind, let's ask for it when Dad gets home.
She looked at the pretty woman behind her, at her delicate face, and then at her fair hands.
She kept looking at me; she probably wanted to get to know me.
If I'm not mistaken, the corners of her mouth kept curving, and kept curving, until she was smiling at herself.
"Pretty sister, do you know me? I'm Shishi."
Gu Ying recognized the person; it was the pretty girl she liked, whom she had met at the train station.
"We didn't know each other before, but we do now. Hello, my name is Gu Ying, and I'm a member of the performing arts troupe."
She greeted everyone confidently, inwardly cheering.
Wow, this little beauty called me "pretty sister"! Such a cute little beauty, with that exquisitely beautiful face, it's hard for someone like me who's obsessed with looks to ignore her.
Wow, her dimples are so cute.
A tiny bit of remaining restraint kept her from lunging forward.
Her fair hand reached into the package and pulled out two boxes of face cream. Just when everyone thought she was going to give them the face cream, she handed the whole package over.
"It's all food. My mom sent it from Beijing. I don't like it, so it's all for you."
Zhang Qingqing and Cui Miaona, who ate a whole box of pastries together along the way: ...
Who was that person who was just praising the variety and deliciousness of Beijing's pastries?
There were too many, so Shishi didn't take them and looked at Choudan.
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