Once Su's mother reminded her, those dead memories began to attack her madly again.
Very good, another day of reminiscing about killing.
"Mom, mom, look, I picked a lot of taro for you."
Si Ya was wearing a small vest and shorts, a pair of plastic sandals, and a small bag slung across her body, which was full of hairpins.
Has anyone ever eaten it? I used to like picking it in the mountains with my friends.
Cheng Fangyi spent a lot of money to buy the plastic sandals from the Shanghai market.
The front of plastic sandals of this era is still in the shape of a flower.
The kids at home love wearing it, even though the insteps of their feet are clearly black and white.
Although Si Ya was asking about Su Qing, she actually went straight to Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu.
"Little Five and Little Six, look what I picked for you. It's delicious. You need to grow up quickly so I can take you out to play."
As she said this, she took off her small bag, kicked off the shoes on her small feet, and tried to crawl into the bed.
Su's mother grabbed her and pulled her down.
"You little rascal, you've been catching crickets in some corner of the house, and you dare to touch your brother directly on the bed. Come down now."
Just like that, before Si Ya had the chance to rub her younger brother, she was taken away by Su's mother.
"Look at this. You dyed a perfectly good white vest all sorts of colors."
Others use Impatiens to dye their nails, but Si Ya uses tie-dye to dye her own clothes. She is really smart.
Si Ya didn't answer either, but looked at Su's mother with a silly smile.
"Stick out this foot here. Ask your dad to trim your nails sometime. They're too long. Look how much mud is hidden in them."
Cheng Fangyi, who was mentioned, pushed his cart and rushed out of the textile factory gate as soon as he heard the bell for the end of get off work.
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