I am a Big Villain

After the wash is finished, it is natural to open the meal.

"Mom's Jin Baozhen, these two chicken legs are yours, tired of reading, but also brains, you make up more."

One night's time is enough to simmer the old hens with the skin, and the mushrooms from the country's relatives, and open the lid of the casserole, the taste is fragrant.

It’s now eight or three years. It’s definitely a lot better than the 50s and 60s. It’s far from the meat of the meal. It’s hard to get the old hen at home.

Calendula is more generous in eating. When other people still eat fine grains and mixed coarse grains, the family basically only eats pure dry rice and big white glutinous rice, and occasionally cuts a small piece of pork stewed cabbage noodles, or else Steaming a few eggs is always a bit oily, but it is not possible to have a chicken or duck in a luxury meal.

She took a clean bowl, sandwiched two chicken legs into the bowl of the younger son, and then gave him two tablespoons of soup, stewed for one night, the essence of chicken and mushroom in this soup, thief Fragrant and nutritious.

"You are all debt collectors, and my aunt has no way to send you to me. It hurts the old lady to raise seven little white-eyed wolves at an age."

In the face of several grandchildren, the old lady’s face was pulled down at once, far from being kind to her son.

"The sly cats and scorpions of the scourge can eat your mouth."

She clipped two winged chicken wings, a grandson and a granddaughter one by one, and then tore a piece of chicken to the other grandchildren, a large spoonful of chicken soup, and a bowl of half a bowl. Come, the chicken in the casserole is only half left.

"Nothing is gone, this is what your grandfather brought to your younger brother. You can eat the meat now. It is the light of your little uncle. Do you want to remember Xiaoxiao’s uncle?"

The old lady dispensed the meat with pain and then stored the remaining half-pot chicken in the kitchen cabinet. She did not forget to lock the lock to prevent the wild cat and the child who was pouting at home.

As for herself, she caught a chicken head that nobody had eaten. Even the soup was reluctant to take a sip, and the spoon of the soup was smashed again, and I was satisfied.

"Mom, I can't eat that much."

The family is accustomed to the old lady's eccentric look. For her eccentric eyes, the left ear is also in the right ear. The children are carelessly raised by the old lady, and the hands are hot and fragrant. The chicken soup, Le's eyes have become a seam, the saliva in the mouth is secreted, and who still manages the milk and teaches what.

He looked at the two chicken legs in his bowl and clipped one of them to the bowl of the old lady.

"Mom is getting old, and it's still a good thing."

The wrinkles on the forehead of the old lady's smile were deepened, and the eyes of the younger son were quickly turned into a water.

Everyone said that she was eccentric, but this child is filial. There are two chicken legs that don’t forget to give her this mom. The other two white-eyed wolves are good. I don’t have a housewife, and I have one child after another. Lose it to her, and live to want to exhaust her.

Fortunately, family planning is now implemented, thanks to the government, thanks to the country, to the party, to the great leaders.

But think about your baby Jinbao has not married a baby, in the future, if Jinbao can only have one child, it sounds a little sad.

"You eat more and raise your body. It is the happiest thing for mom."

The old lady re-clamped the chicken legs back.

I don’t blame her for being a little grandson and grandmother who doesn’t have the usual old lady’s love. When the biggest grandson’s big egg is born, he’s only four years old. The old lady’s heart is placed on this post. There will be too many minds to look after the grandson, especially after the grandson’s birth, and after several other grandchildren are born one after another in the next few years, the only grandmothers she loves are divided into several parts. In the eyes of others, this grandmother is not qualified.

"Mom, I will make a lot of money for you to enjoy in the future. You can eat more well and stay with me for a long time."

If you don't move, the chicken legs are a good thing at the moment, but he seems to be tempted to take a few plates of pure natural and pollution-free vegetables.

"If you don't eat, I won't eat."

When he said this, the old lady was about to take back the chicken legs and the action was taken back. The eyes were red, and the excitement in my heart could not be said.

"Well, Mom, eat, Mom."

The old lady thought to herself that her gold treasure is indeed the most filial and sensible child in the world. She does not hurt who he can hurt.

San Ni looked at the milk and the uncle who had clipped the chicken legs. I cherished the chicken soup in my bowl and thought that the chicken legs could reach my bowl.

The old hen didn't know how long it had been raised. The chicken legs were very real. The old lady couldn't bear to eat a big chicken leg. She left herself a little and a half. The rest of the meat was divided into a small piece for each granddaughter and daughter. .

"This is your uncle who deducted your mouth from the mouth. If you don't want to be good to your uncle, then you will be conscience." The old lady is such a person who can wear a high hat to his son anytime and anywhere.

"Huang Xiaoshu."

The biggest grandson, the big egg, is nine years old this year. He has long been sensible. He knows what he likes.

Sure enough, the old lady listened to the grandson and said that she was happy, and tore a piece of meat from his chicken legs.

"San Nier is also filial and uncle."

The youngest San Ni was carrying a scorpion, and looked at her milk with her round eyes and her eyes, and her eyes went from time to time to the old lady's bowl.

Spicy meat, a lot of delicious meat.

"The human stomach is not small."

This time the old lady didn't give San Ni meat more. She was three years old. Just half a bowl of chicken soup and two pieces of meat were enough for her small body. It was not a good thing to make up the oil.

San Ni didn't get the meat of her dreams. She succumbed to the white rice in the bowl. It was the fresh rice that was just milled this year. It was sweet and sweet. She looked at the chicken legs in the bowl, and took the rice in her bowl. Still beautiful.

After dinner, the old lady and the seven-year-old Da Ni Er Ni together to clean up the tableware, the big egg, their brothers ran out after eating, the boys are like this, no one will stop them.

San Ni was full of food, sitting in the yard with her little horse, basking in the warm sun, licking her mouth and recalling the deliciousness of the chicken soup, she began to look forward to the evening.

"Hey grandpa."

Although the young girl is very young, she is very recognizable, especially the grandfather who often comes to eat at home. Every time the other party comes, it means that several dishes can be added to the dinner table at home. Although most of the malted milk confectionery cakes are in the belly of the uncle, the milk will always give them a taste.

In the heart of the little girl, this grandfather is the best person in the top. This is not. When he sees the person coming, his eyes are bright, and he runs over and hugs the grandfather’s legs.

"Three Nie."

Kim Jong-de looked at this familiar and strange little girl, and the pain in her heart was the scourge. Otherwise, how could a good family become like that, so God gave him this opportunity to let him come back. It is.

He crouched down and held his three-year-old granddaughter in his arms, and there was a joy of recovery.

"Hey grandpa, how are you crying?"

San Nier reached out and helped her grandfather to wipe her tears. Then she looked around and wanted to see where the delicious food brought by her grandfather was, but she did not find anything. This made the little girl who did not understand the expression look disappointed.

"Dezi, how come you come."

The marigolds came out of the pot and were about to take the water from the bowl and pour it into the ground. Then they saw that the younger brother was holding the little granddaughter and stood at the door.

Kim Jong-Da is 12 years younger than Kim Jong-sam. When she was young, she became a gang and became a mother to bring him up. On the relationship, perhaps it was deeper than the two sons, Dabao and Suibao.

"big sister."

Kim Jung-deer put down her granddaughter in her arms and took a few steps forward. She was younger than me, far from the last half-life of her older sister, and her 30-year-old man. Also crying like a child.

"What's wrong, who is bullying you, when we are no longer in the old family, tell the big sister, the big sister is looking for him."

Seeing that the younger brother is crying so sad, the calendula is like an angered mother, revealing the true color of the sultry girl who had not married her family before.

Looking at such a living big sister, Jin Yude is somewhat like a world.

In the last life, because of business, he moved to the deep city. He also wanted to take the big sister, but he was still in Beijing. The older sister refused to leave the place where he had lived for most of his life. He refused him. proposal.

Jin Yude has no choice but to pay the big sister every month on time. Every year, he always has to look at the big sister. But as his business grows bigger and bigger, things are getting more and more. Gradually, the two brothers and sisters meet. Opportunities range from two to three years in a year, and not necessarily one or two in the next two or three years. This also led to what happened to the family afterwards, and Jin Yude could not know.

He hates that he is too git, business is important, but this is a big sister who has the reinvention of him. I think that I have received a phone call from my last life, saying that after the big sister is gone, I rushed to the city, but I didn’t have time to see the big sister. On the one hand, she can only look at her eyes wide open, lying on the hospital bed, and she is not blind.

Kim Jong-de did not know whether the big sister was because of the little beast, or because she couldn’t catch up with her younger brother before her death. He thought that the former might be a little bigger. At that time, he owed a big debt, early I don't know where to go, even if it is the most painful for his mother to die, I dare not come to the hospital to take a look.

The marigold flower is not so much the lifespan, it is better to say that it was a group of confused things made by the little beast to live and die.

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