The rebirth of a small town, starting from birth

Having said that, Chen Bing still explained it in more popular language, such as dogs and humans have different bodies, it's okay for them to drink, but you will have diarrhea if you drink.

"So that's how it is, Brother Bingbing, you know a lot, no wonder my grandma said you are the North Star!"

My God, North Star, your grandma is talking about "Wenquxing", right?

Chen Bing was too lazy to explain to him, so he went to the side and rubbed Hei Zhuang for a while.

Chen Bing is a weather vane in this small group. No matter what he does, there are countless children following suit.

Chen Bing just finished rubbing Hei Zhuang, and when he turned around, he found that countless little kids were waiting in line behind him to be rubbed.

However, it is good to have a sense of queuing.

Chen Bing felt that it was a bit bad to let Hei Zhuang take so many customers at one time, so he suggested to everyone that this stream is a safe ammunition replenishment point, and everyone took plastic bottles to start a vigorous water fight.

The children were all excited, picking up the plastic bottles beside them, as if they were following Chen Bingwang in the uprising.

In order to prevent some little kids from crying, Chen Bing only poked three holes of moderate size in each plastic bottle to prevent the weapons used from being too anti-human.

Not only in terms of equipment, but also in the system level, he also made three rules and signed international conventions, prohibiting the abuse of prisoners and the killing of surrendered Ababa Ababa.

After the pre-match preparations, everyone loaded their weapons with ammunition and then played individual competitions around the stream.

Although Hei Zhuang couldn't pick up weapons, it ran around the contestants from time to time, dodging the water shot at it from time to time, and its little tail turned quickly, as if it was about to take off.

After playing with the children for a long time, the sun was gradually setting, and the uncles and aunts carried their own small stools and sat around the village entrance to start intelligence exchange activities.

The temperature gradually turned cooler, and everyone didn't feel hot when playing.

In order to prevent anyone from catching a cold, Chen Bing dismissed them while the weather was still a little warm.

"After you go home, take a hot bath first and wash your clothes yourself, understand?"

"Got it!" All the children answered in unison, and even the black and strong man squatting on the side barked twice.

Chen Bing looked at them with satisfaction, looking at these children with good qualities that he had worked hard to bring up, and his heart was full of accomplishment like an old father.

Children aged three or four do not understand what parting is, but he knows clearly that after going to kindergarten and the village is demolished, such a childhood will never come back.

After these few days, there will be two worlds in the future.

The sadness in my heart is my own, and the satisfaction in my heart is also my own.

Facing this group of children who know nothing, Chen Bing suddenly felt a kind of loneliness.

A kind of loneliness of humans living among monkeys.

It is said that if the IQ gap exceeds a certain amount, then the smart people will look at others like monkeys.

Chen Bing admitted that he had thought too much. He looked at the child in front of him seriously... and said to the dogs solemnly: "Okay! Throw the bottles into the trash can, and disband. Go home and find your mother!"

Everyone left with a clatter, and Chen Bing left with them.

This feeling is like announcing the end of an ordinary day.

On an ordinary afternoon, when you turn off the children's channel, you will never watch it again.

The folded paper airplane flew to the corner of memory and was never seen again.

The earthen house that was demolished is not the earthen house that was demolished; the cement road that was paved is not the cement road that was paved; the ice cream that was eaten is not the ice cream that was eaten.

Sometimes I still miss the past, which does not mean that I am not living well now, but that my life was too beautiful in the past.

It was so ordinary that I didn't feel anything. The melancholy at that time was just a bullet fired into the sky by most people.

It kept floating and floating in life in the following time.

Until one day when you grow up, when you see this line of text, it hits you right in the middle of your forehead.

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Chen Bing has been a little depressed since he came back, and Ms. Liu Yue saw his look.

She put her hands on Chen Bing's small shoulders and asked softly: "What's wrong, our little baby. Didn't you have fun playing with your friends?"