I Deliver Candy To Men

After drinking the mushroom soup for two consecutive days, Brother Song was very satisfied.

On this day, he came back from the field and grabbed a handful of cherries from his pocket: "Come on little sister, let's see what the second brother brought you?"

The red and bright cherries, which are very ripe, are piled up in small piles, lying in the big hands of the second brother Song, which is very rare at first sight. Song Yingying remembered the sweet and sour taste of cherries, and couldn't help but salivate.

She swallowed, looked up at Second Brother Song, and said with emotion, "Thank you Second Brother!"

It is no more abundant than modern materials. At this time, food is not so convenient, and there is no extra money at home to buy it. The Song family are all very capable, there is not a single lazy person, but that is, they have enough to eat throughout the year. What flowers you want, such as snacks, fruit, these are not available.

Therefore, the second brother Song brought something to Song Yingying to eat every three or five years, and it was specially for her, which moved Song Yingying: "Second brother, you are so kind!"

Second brother Song was very content, and stretched out his articulated hand, wanting to rub her head. But looking at her delicate braids, she didn't know where to start, and finally patted her on the shoulder, and then teased: "This time, eat quickly, don't keep it, or you will fall again."

Song Yingying was a little embarrassed: "Well, I'll wash and eat now."

The strawberries that Second Brother Song brought her last time, she kept a few of them to entertain Xiao Liuzi. Who knew that the kid was honest and rude, not to mention the whole disaster, and even got strawberry juice all over her.

She couldn't wash it off, so she bit her head and explained to Mrs. Song: "I didn't want to eat it, I was clutching it in my hand, and I fell down accidentally and squeezed my body."

This made Song Erge laugh.

"Second brother, where did you pick it from? Is it the fourth uncle's house? How did he agree to ask you to pick it?" After washing the cherries, they put them in a small bowl and let them pass in front of the family, but no one ate them. Sister-in-law Song picked up two, and Song Yingying held a small bowl of cherries and ate them. They were sour and sweet, so delicious.

No one in the village grows cherries, only Song Sishu has a wild cherry tree in his field, which bears some fruit every year. But Song Fourth Uncle is not easy for people to eat, he wants to pick them up in the city to sell them for money.

Originally, if it is a serious relative, it is not impossible to ask for it. But Song Fourth Uncle is not Song Yingying's relative fourth uncle. The reason why it is called that is because most of the Song family's surname is Song.

"His **** was loose and he couldn't screw it on by himself. I helped him screw it." Second Brother Song winked, "I just picked him a handful of cherries."

Just screw it, why is he squeezing his eyes? Song Yingying had a guess in her heart, she just pretended she didn't know, giggled, and shoved a few pieces into Erge Song's mouth: "Brother Song is amazing!"

"Why is there a jar at the door?" At this moment, Big Brother Song came back from outside, holding a small clay pot in his hand, "Who fell there?"

The big man was rough-hearted and didn't realize that this was not his own at all. Mrs. Song glanced at it and recognized it: "This is not something from our family."

"Isn't it?" Saying that, Big Brother Song had already opened the jar and was startled, "Huh! A jar of earthworms!"

Rao is a big man of him. Looking at a jar of squirming creatures, he can't help but get hairy: "Who did it? Who is this to scare?"

If it wasn't for him to open it, but for his wife or younger sister to open it, wouldn't he be frightened? Thinking of this, he suddenly became angry.

"Big brother! Give it to me!" Song Yingying recognized it long ago and hurriedly picked it up, "It should be given to me by Xiao Liuzi."

"Why did he give you this?" Brother Song asked.

Madam Song was also curious, "Why did you play with him?"

That boy is sloppy and has a lonely and strange temper. Why did the little girl play with him?

Song Yingying looked next door, but saw no one, and did not know when Xiao Liuzi put the jar over.

She looked away and said with a smile, "I was by the river that day and scared him. He fell into the water, so I gave him some mushrooms as an apology. I don't know what he thought, but I gave him some mushrooms. Here comes a jar of earthworms."

"I'm going to feed the chickens." She said, holding the jar and walking towards the chicken pen.

Brother Song took it over: "I'll go feed, don't scare you."

Song Lao Niang knew the whole story, nodded, and said with emotion: "This child, alas, is not crooked, but pitiful."

No one in the village did not know what happened to Xiao Liuzi. They live close to home, so they can see clearly.

But there is no way. Song Laohuai entrusted him to the village chief, asked the village chief to take care of him, and planted the land at home for the village chief's family. If these people get close to this child, who knows if the village chief will think too much, thinking that they want to grab those acres of land to plant? Even if the village chief doesn't think much about it, his daughter-in-law is not easy, and it's not easy to make trouble again.

Therefore, although they all sympathized with Liu Zi, few people extended their hands.

After feeding the chickens, Song Yingying sent the jar to Liuzi. She didn't enter the yard either, just like him, as soon as she put it at the door of the yard, she turned around and left.

In the yard, Mrs. Song was talking to Mrs. Song: "Our little sister is very ingenious. She taught me how to brush my hair and make a hair band. I was in the limelight at my parents' house. The old ladies in the village are full of daughters and daughters. There's no one better than me."

Song Lao Niang laughed: "Don't mention your parents' family, we don't have one in our village."

"Whoever asks me, I will say that my sister-in-law did the combing. We all know that Yingying is ingenious!" Sister-in-law Song said again.

When Mrs. Song heard this, she was immediately happy: "You have a heart."

Although Song Yingying is still young, she will talk about her marriage in two years. Sister-in-law Song said this about her reputation at her mother's house, and it slowly spread. When it came time to say kiss, it would be beneficial.

Just as she was talking, Song Yingying came back. Song Lao Niang took a look, how the little girl looked so handsome. White and clean, watery, always with a smile in his eyes, very pretty.

"Yingying, come into the room with me, pick out a few rags for you, and sew a few new hairbands. It's not good to always use the old one." Song Laoniang said, stood up, and greeted Song Yingying to enter the room.

Sister-in-law Song teased the little girl: "Go, go, pick a few more, it's rare for a mother to be so generous today."

After being slapped by Mrs. Song, "When am I being stingy?"

Song Yingying smiled and followed Mrs. Song into the house.

Song Laoniang took out a furoshiki from the closet, which contained a roll of rags, which were left over from making clothes, shoes and socks for the family over the years. You have to use it in the future, you can just pick up these thin pieces."

Song Yingying responded and picked up.

"What are you doing with this piece of duck egg green? It's left over from making clothes for your brother. Your little girl doesn't like this color." Song Laoniang said, and she was about to take it back from her.

Song Yingying put her back behind her and said with a smile, "I want to sew one for my father, eldest brother, and second brother as well."

"You know it hurts people." Song Lao Niang smiled and pressed her forehead with one finger, "Then you can choose slowly and put it back."

Song Yingying picked out some rags, gave Song Lao Niang a glance, and took it back to her room.

The work in the field is almost done, and the whole family does not need to go to the field. Madam Song and Sister-in-law Song were at home, so it was not Song Yingying's turn to cook.

She held a rag head and sewed headbands in the house.

While talking to the system: "I used to do quests, is it so fun to attack targets?"

Like Xiao Liuzi, it is simply too much fun. Don't be awkward little kid, how funny and funny.

She wasn't mad at him. Except for the time when her clothes were stained with strawberry juice, she got angry for a while, but she couldn't get angry at all. Like this time, she just thought it was fun, as for the "angry back", it was all made for him on purpose.

The system quickly answered her: "You used to call this 'difficult'."

Song Yingying froze for a moment: "Ah? Why?"

What a fun kid! Why do you say "difficult"?

Could it be that her previous tasks were difficult? Oh my God, what a difficult task to do!

The system solved her doubts: "The targets of your raids in the past were all grown men or young people."

Song Yingying didn't understand at first. After a while, her face turned red: "Ah, ah, I'm only fifteen years old, I, I'm just barely enough to fall in love!"

Even puppy love has to be sneaky! Otherwise, your parents will break your legs!

"Then have I ever married someone? Tan, have I ever been in a relationship? Am I with them... that one?" she asked with a blushing face.

The system avoided the important and said lightly: "Please don't be too entangled in the No. 108 mission. You don't have those memories, you can think of those as you in a parallel world. That's not who you are now, and it has nothing to do with you."

It refused to say that Song Yingying was a little disappointed at first, but when she calmed down, she felt it was just right.

"Thank you for the system, you are so considerate." Fortunately, it didn't say it, otherwise she wouldn't know how to be awkward when she found out.

The system seemed to let out a "cough", and then chatted with Song Yingying: "Actually, there was no such operation before, because there was an accident, so we did it together."

It didn't seem to be busy at the moment, and was still in the mood to chat, Song Yingying asked curiously, "What's going on?"

"We have a lot of systems. I am the male supporting system. There are also female supporting system, scumbag system, love system, etc. There was a 'fairy system' before, and its taskers were asked to flirt with people. As a result, one of the tasks The person compares that, and she secretly compares the target's Ding Ding in private. Once, when she was talking to a target, she was confused and leaked..."

Then he was tortured in this way, that way, that way, and almost had an accident. Since then, the systems have come up with a way to erase the tasker's stage memory.

Song Yingying's face turned red again.

She is shy and curious about the hidden places of the system.

I want to ask more, such as what kind of torture was the tasker? She was embarrassed to speak, but she was a pure and beautiful girl who had never even seen Little Yellow Mosquito!

After struggling for a long time, I still couldn't let go of the burden of the pure and beautiful girl, and didn't ask. And the system seemed to be busy again, and did not speak again.

Song Yingying started to bring her hair seriously.