Reborn on Top of Football

The twenty-ninth lunar month is not a lot of things, but things in the kitchen are about to be prepared. Dumplings must be packed in advance and placed on the outside of the window. It is good to have a refrigerator, but the natural large outdoor refrigerator makes it easy for Northeast people to use it. , But also save some electricity bills? There is a large sauerkraut tank at the door of a house in the corridor. Some of them are also small, and there are spicy cabbage, salted radish strips and so on. The green belts on both sides of the walkway in the public security district are covered by panels, covered with a layer of plastic film, and frozen tofu underneath. Fresh soybean curd is cut into small pieces and frozen in the open air. The air bubbles and water in the tofu transform the structure inside the soybean curd into a honeycomb shape. Stewed sauerkraut and stewed cabbage are particularly delicious. The outer wall of the residents on the first floor has been surrounded by wrapped Chinese cabbage. Of course, even the underground is not good. There are potholes one by one, and there are radishes inside.

Firecrackers selling street firecrackers and Chinese New Year couples sizzling to solicit customers: they are about to expire! But this thing can't shout out of the big sale, buy ten get one free, or so on. Fortunately, it can't be sold this year, and it can be sold next year.

The shops along the street are basically closed. Even the cold noodles and dog meat in Korean restaurants have a special flavor in winter, and the Chinese New Year people also go home.

Crowds coming and going on the street, seven- or eight-year-olds pointed at their parents to ask for sweets and gourds, while older girls and boys bought roasted sweet potatoes, and the tea eggs went home to relieve their worries. I ca n’t see the sugar-blowers. After all, it ’s the 21st century. I think the stuff is unhygienic, but it ’s not uncommon to sell sugar paintings. It ’s just that there are magnets under the turntable. The chicken came back, and the old chicken thief selling sugar paintings found that Wang Ai was slamming under his turntable, and there was a urge to lift the table. Knowing that the family was not bad, he had a good time, so he secretly moved his hands and it turned out that Xu Qinglian Come forward, a big phoenix successfully arrived, and then turn, another big golden dragon! Wang Ai's three chicks together have no one wings.

The crowded crowd was buzzing with cotton candy, and Wang Ai, who had choked off three chicks, held a big phoenix in his left hand, and a large golden dragon in his right hand, holding it for Xu Qinglian, with five pounds of popcorn on his neck, cotton There were four or two roasted sweet potatoes and eight tea eggs in the coat pocket, and even two sugar gourds were in the coat pocket. Xu Qinglian happily returned with a large group of marshmallows. Seeing that Wang Ai was really hard, he tore a small group of cotton candy into Wang Ai's mouth, which was regarded as adding No. 93 gasoline.

There was a sleet on the 28th of the lunar month, so despite the sunshine and blue sky in the morning of the 29th of the lunar month, a layer of bright ice hung on the trees along the roadside. In the past two years, I switched to tourism. The economic city government newly renovated the moat's river. Although more than a decade later proved that this is pure nonsense, it is fortunate that it has transformed the living environment of the citizens. A large group of adults and children are skating on the frozen, hard river and frozen boat in the water. There are no skates, no pulleys, and so on. They just wear flat shoes to play on the ice.

The firecrackers sounded from time to time, but most of them were a group of children who tore the whole firecrackers apart and put them in their pockets. Wang Ai jealously stunned others and wanted to buy a pack of throwing artillery and throw it on Xu Qinglian. Anyway, the stuff didn't hurt. It was thick in winter and hit someone with a bang. They were like a shot in a TV series. of.

Unfortunately, just thinking about it, Xu Qinglian was kicked in the morning, but now her **** still hurts. Besides, this kind of more dangerous thing is estimated that Sun Yi can not let himself play, let alone marijuana thunder, giant two kick, that stuff can really be regarded as a weapon with great damage. Not to mention, a cannabis thunderball was put on it, it was really trembling ten miles. Fortunately, family cars have not been popular these years, otherwise you see, a thunderclap sky, thousands of cars followed the alarm, noisy dead! The giant second kick is almost thirty centimeters long, and the thickness of an adult's arm. The gadget was lit on a **** and shot out. It can fly out more than two hundred meters and explode. Do you dare to say that it is not a cannon? There are both propellants and blasting agents. Except that they do not have killer shrapnel and are not accurate, this **** thing is a rocket!

"Well, they have nothing new!"

Wang Ai was struggling with many “plug-ins” while marching to Xu Qinglian eating cotton candy.

Xu Qinglian turned her round eyes and looked at Wang Ai curiously.

"Huh!" Said Wang Ai proudly: "I played more than they spent when I was a kid. You see they threw the little whip into the sky. I was throwing it in the pit at that time ..."

"Wow!"

Sun Yi and Zhang Xiuyun walked behind with a smile. They were also carrying a lot of New Year's goods, and when they saw Wang Ai, he gave Xu Qinglian a kick with his feet. Wang Ai could n’t run. She was too heavy in equipment. The “Long Feng Cheng Xiang” on her hand was too brittle. She really wanted to break it. Xu Qinglian might be so anxious. It seemed that she could n’t bear to eat these two. The impulse on the wall. Maybe if you get hungry, just glance at it. Is this what you want to quench your thirst?

Xu Qinglian was smooth, and Wang Ai was still chattering: "I'm pretty good, at best, I'm ashamed ... well, it's cold in winter and it's freezing hard, it's summer ... no, I, I, I say my friend. He It ’s a bad one. It ’s a bit bad. It ’s under the shop ’s butcher ’s shop. It ’s a piece of incense stick, put the firecracker and twist it, and then ran away. The sound of a pop sound scared people. They stopped tying cannons on the door of the people's yard. When they opened the door in the morning, they thought they broke the hinges.

Xu Qinglian nodded with a smile and turned to Wang Ai's foot.

"Why hit me again?" Wang Ai stared.

"Just want to fuck!"

"I ..." Wang Ai stunned Shi Shiran, who was walking in front of Xu Qinglian, who was wrapped in the goose's yellow down jacket. I was embarrassed to think about it. After all, it was on the street. Boys can be faceless and skinless. Girls want face. Even the hard-liner Xu Qinglian still has to face.

"Well, wait for me in the future, anyway, I can't let you suffer less!"

"What did you say?" Xu Qinglian said suddenly, interrupting Wang Ai's mumble.

Wang Ai dare to tell the truth, and quickly shifted the topic: "Yes, look at the photos of Leoni's family who had celebrated the Spring Festival in the past? How about it? Would we like to find a time to guide them how to celebrate the New Year?"

Xu Qinglian snorted and ignored Wang Ai. Anyway, he knew that he hadn't said a good word just now. Besides, Leoni's family celebrated the Spring Festival. Leoni ... wanted to hit him again.