I got in the car and scanned the people inside. It seemed that the family was taking their children to play. After I went in, I saw two empty seats in the back row, so I walked straight over. After sitting down, the little boy beside me looked at me curiously. I saw that the child was white and fat, which was quite as charming as I used to, so I reached out to touch his head to show my likes. Unexpectedly, the child's mother saw me touching her son, hurriedly hugged his child to him, and then looked at me carefully. I wanted to find a mirror to see if I looked so much like a trafficking child.
The car was very quiet, and only the hoarse radio next to the driver could occasionally hear a few exciting 1980s songs. The car was as quiet as a tomb. I counted it. Including me, there were eleven people. The two families didn't seem to know each other, and most of them slept. The two young people kept staring at the window or fiddling with something in their hands, but they didn't make a fuss. They were good kids at first glance.
I was too bored to tease the child myself, so I took out my cell phone and pressed it randomly. As I pressed it, I pressed Qin Chu's name. Seeing these two words, I trembled and started sending a message to Qin Chu: What are you doing? My wife?
In less than ten seconds, the phone was shocked: Where is the library, are you doing well?
Me: It's pretty good, I'm hiking around like this!
Qin Chu: Why did you get so early today
I sent a message, is something wrong?
Me: What can happen? According to your logic, if nothing happens, you can't send you text messages during the day.
Qin Chu: Scoundrel, I can't tell you, as long as you're fine, be careful, I miss you
Me: I miss you too. My wife takes good care of her elders at home and will return gloriously when she returns home in the future.
Qin Chu: Poor mouth
After chatting with Qin Chu, I turned on my mobile phone to surf the Internet, and after reading a few news about national prosperity and peace, I felt disgusted. Is it all his? People are not having sex, but they still talk to the awesome people who are boasting the spring breeze of reform every day. When will a King Li Chuang appear again? I will also stand on the mountain to gather a bunch of little monsters to be the king of the mountain. I have nothing to do to grab a few girls as the wife of the village. I drink wine and eat meat from the big mouth. Grandma, I am also a living king of hell.
I was indignant for a long time and found that it was not practical at all. I had never even seen the county party secretary, so how could I go to be the king of the mountain?
When I was free, I suddenly remembered the driver's words about going to Jishou first and then Feng Huáng. I had never heard of these two place names. I was so excited that I began to search these two places. Ten minutes later I found that Feng Huáng was originally a tourist area, also known as Feng Huáng Ancient City. According to the masses, it was so beautiful that it was a place worth going. I searched for a few pictures and felt it was okay, but after all, it was not seen with my own eyes. The feeling was not very strong.
Listening to the intoxicating sound of the vicissitudes of the radio, I quickly fell asleep to find Miss Zhoutu. The driver was doing well. I was not awakened all the way. When I arrived in Jishou, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. The car stopped near a square for ten minutes and continued on. At Jishou, a family got off the car. The driver talked to them and said that the family had to stay at a relative's house for two days before going to Fenghuáng to play.
Half of the people went down, the carriage was much empty, and I changed to a spacious seat. Unexpectedly, the little boy who I started to tease also followed. I looked at his careful mother and found that she was already asleep. The little boy swayed and climbed up next to my seat, and then he kept staring at me. His eyes were big and bright. I have always admired the children's eyes, their eyes were very bright, and they were shiny inside, like a lake. What reflected my vicissitudes in his innocent and pure eyes
I asked him in a low voice: handsome guy, what do you always see me doing
He said seriously: I don't think you are a good person
My grass, my eyes almost rolled out at that time. Is this what a five or six-year-old child said? I looked at him with serious and serious look and complained in my heart. I asked him: Why do you say I don’t feel like I’m a good person?
He stretched out his chubby little finger and pointed at my mouth: You must be a fight, but a fight is not a good thing
Who taught you? I finally understood why his mother was so alert to me. I forgot about my sausage mouth. Hearing this, I quickly covered my mouth with my hand. It was great that this child didn't scare me
What my mother said, fighting is not a good thing. The child pointed to the sleeping mother
Then do you think I'm not a good person, why are you still here? I'm not afraid of me? I want to scare him
Because I'm not a good thing either, we're in the same group, he patted his little breasts and smiled.
I was once again shocked by his illogical language. Could this child be Hong Xiuquan in his previous life? He was so domineering at such a young age. He should become a sperm when he grows up.
Well, I decided not to treat him with the attitude of treating children, so why are you not a good person
The child stretched out his arms and looked at me with deep eyes: I'm fighting with someone, I'm not a good thing either
I looked at his arm carefully, and there was a trace of biting faintly visible on it. I asked him: Who are you fighting with and the girl bites it?
He held his head and thought for a while, with an angry expression on his face: Our squad leader! It's her! That girl actually bit me, damn
Then do you like others? I can't help laughing. I've been completely impressed by this child. I was not as arrogant as him when I was a child. At that time, at most I dared to carefully lift someone else's skirt.
Speaking of this, the little guy's face turned red. He pursed his lips and thought for a while and pointed at me and said sternly: How did you know! I told them that no one can say anything!
I was speechless by his words. This child was too big. I couldn't bear the thoughts and persistence. I patted his head: Brother, this is really not what I did. I can keep the secret very much.
His head began to be even worse than mine: Is that right? That was what Li Lei told him? I'll beat him to a son
Sichuan dialect came out, I felt that I could not continue to communicate with him. At this time, his mother woke up and saw his son dancing with me. His face rushed over with a step that seemed to see Bin Laden and hugged her son back. I suddenly had the idea of being saved. Her son, she might have been a serial murderer in her previous life. She was too fierce.
Just as I was just relaxing, the boy's crisp voice was rescued in a slight and slight way: Brother, what's your name? Let me tell me, we are quite destined to contact you.
The car was very quiet, and only the hoarse radio next to the driver could occasionally hear a few exciting 1980s songs. The car was as quiet as a tomb. I counted it. Including me, there were eleven people. The two families didn't seem to know each other, and most of them slept. The two young people kept staring at the window or fiddling with something in their hands, but they didn't make a fuss. They were good kids at first glance.
I was too bored to tease the child myself, so I took out my cell phone and pressed it randomly. As I pressed it, I pressed Qin Chu's name. Seeing these two words, I trembled and started sending a message to Qin Chu: What are you doing? My wife?
In less than ten seconds, the phone was shocked: Where is the library, are you doing well?
Me: It's pretty good, I'm hiking around like this!
Qin Chu: Why did you get so early today
I sent a message, is something wrong?
Me: What can happen? According to your logic, if nothing happens, you can't send you text messages during the day.
Qin Chu: Scoundrel, I can't tell you, as long as you're fine, be careful, I miss you
Me: I miss you too. My wife takes good care of her elders at home and will return gloriously when she returns home in the future.
Qin Chu: Poor mouth
After chatting with Qin Chu, I turned on my mobile phone to surf the Internet, and after reading a few news about national prosperity and peace, I felt disgusted. Is it all his? People are not having sex, but they still talk to the awesome people who are boasting the spring breeze of reform every day. When will a King Li Chuang appear again? I will also stand on the mountain to gather a bunch of little monsters to be the king of the mountain. I have nothing to do to grab a few girls as the wife of the village. I drink wine and eat meat from the big mouth. Grandma, I am also a living king of hell.
I was indignant for a long time and found that it was not practical at all. I had never even seen the county party secretary, so how could I go to be the king of the mountain?
When I was free, I suddenly remembered the driver's words about going to Jishou first and then Feng Huáng. I had never heard of these two place names. I was so excited that I began to search these two places. Ten minutes later I found that Feng Huáng was originally a tourist area, also known as Feng Huáng Ancient City. According to the masses, it was so beautiful that it was a place worth going. I searched for a few pictures and felt it was okay, but after all, it was not seen with my own eyes. The feeling was not very strong.
Listening to the intoxicating sound of the vicissitudes of the radio, I quickly fell asleep to find Miss Zhoutu. The driver was doing well. I was not awakened all the way. When I arrived in Jishou, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. The car stopped near a square for ten minutes and continued on. At Jishou, a family got off the car. The driver talked to them and said that the family had to stay at a relative's house for two days before going to Fenghuáng to play.
Half of the people went down, the carriage was much empty, and I changed to a spacious seat. Unexpectedly, the little boy who I started to tease also followed. I looked at his careful mother and found that she was already asleep. The little boy swayed and climbed up next to my seat, and then he kept staring at me. His eyes were big and bright. I have always admired the children's eyes, their eyes were very bright, and they were shiny inside, like a lake. What reflected my vicissitudes in his innocent and pure eyes
I asked him in a low voice: handsome guy, what do you always see me doing
He said seriously: I don't think you are a good person
My grass, my eyes almost rolled out at that time. Is this what a five or six-year-old child said? I looked at him with serious and serious look and complained in my heart. I asked him: Why do you say I don’t feel like I’m a good person?
He stretched out his chubby little finger and pointed at my mouth: You must be a fight, but a fight is not a good thing
Who taught you? I finally understood why his mother was so alert to me. I forgot about my sausage mouth. Hearing this, I quickly covered my mouth with my hand. It was great that this child didn't scare me
What my mother said, fighting is not a good thing. The child pointed to the sleeping mother
Then do you think I'm not a good person, why are you still here? I'm not afraid of me? I want to scare him
Because I'm not a good thing either, we're in the same group, he patted his little breasts and smiled.
I was once again shocked by his illogical language. Could this child be Hong Xiuquan in his previous life? He was so domineering at such a young age. He should become a sperm when he grows up.
Well, I decided not to treat him with the attitude of treating children, so why are you not a good person
The child stretched out his arms and looked at me with deep eyes: I'm fighting with someone, I'm not a good thing either
I looked at his arm carefully, and there was a trace of biting faintly visible on it. I asked him: Who are you fighting with and the girl bites it?
He held his head and thought for a while, with an angry expression on his face: Our squad leader! It's her! That girl actually bit me, damn
Then do you like others? I can't help laughing. I've been completely impressed by this child. I was not as arrogant as him when I was a child. At that time, at most I dared to carefully lift someone else's skirt.
Speaking of this, the little guy's face turned red. He pursed his lips and thought for a while and pointed at me and said sternly: How did you know! I told them that no one can say anything!
I was speechless by his words. This child was too big. I couldn't bear the thoughts and persistence. I patted his head: Brother, this is really not what I did. I can keep the secret very much.
His head began to be even worse than mine: Is that right? That was what Li Lei told him? I'll beat him to a son
Sichuan dialect came out, I felt that I could not continue to communicate with him. At this time, his mother woke up and saw his son dancing with me. His face rushed over with a step that seemed to see Bin Laden and hugged her son back. I suddenly had the idea of being saved. Her son, she might have been a serial murderer in her previous life. She was too fierce.
Just as I was just relaxing, the boy's crisp voice was rescued in a slight and slight way: Brother, what's your name? Let me tell me, we are quite destined to contact you.
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