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"Come on, eat more." Grandma put the biggest piece of braised pork ribs in Zhou Yangyang's bowl, "Now is the time to grow your body, you are so thin, you can't eat more meat. Look at Yuanyuan, It is because of eating so much meat that it grows so strong."
Grandma's words were meant to be a compliment, but to the little beauty-loving girl Fang Xiaoyuan, it sounded like a mockery. She pushed the bowl away, pouted her mouth high, and simply stopped eating.
Seeing this, Zhou Yangyang immediately put the biggest rib in her bowl, "Here's this one for you, I don't like big ones."
"Hmph! Who cares~" Fang Xiaoyuan pulled out the rib and threw it on the table. Only give her what others don't want, and she doesn't want it either.
"Yuanyuan!" Grandma stared, "How can you waste the food? Do you know how much the pork ribs sell for a catty?"
Fang Xiaoyuan didn't know how much the pork ribs cost per catty, but she knew that her grandma's money was given to her by her father. When Dad left, he stuffed a thick kraft paper bag into Grandma's hand, and she saw it clearly. The money belongs to her father, she doesn't feel bad, and it's not her grandmother's turn to feel bad.
Fang Xiaoyuan sat on the pony saddle in a puffy manner, with her hands in her hands, her belly rose and fell.
Seeing that she was angry, Zhou Yangyang picked up the discarded rib from the shiny and dark table, put it in his mouth without even blowing it, and chewed it with relish.
"The ribs are so delicious!" He gnawed the bones clean, and did not forget to lick his fingers after eating. "Grandma, how do you make these braised pork ribs? I'll let my mother learn how to do it when I go back."
Fang Xiaoyuan stared at him with wide eyes, curled her lips, her face was full of disgust, "It's so dirty."
Zhou Yangyang didn't take it seriously, and raised his head, "It's not clean, you won't get sick if you eat it." He touched his stomach, "My stomach said, it's not afraid of dust."
Fang Xiaoyuan didn't know what to say. He had only heard that diseases come from the mouth, but he had never heard of anything that can be eaten without doing anything clean. Isn't that a bluff? But seeing Zhou Yangyang eating vigorously, her stomach growled again.
"If you don't eat it, I will destroy the ribs." Zhou Yangyang said with a silly smile, his eyes narrowed. Fang Xiaoyuan had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks and reach for her favorite braised pork ribs.
After dinner, Zhou Yangyang was sent away, but her anger did not subside. Grandma brought a basin of hot footwashing water and placed it by her feet. Seeing Fang Xiaoyuan's mouth still pouted, she couldn't help laughing, "Yuanyuan's mouth can hang an oil bottle."
"I don't want to play with Zhou Yangyang again." Fang Xiaoyuan said, "He doesn't like to be clean, he is a dirty boy."
"You can't say that." Grandma squatted down, helped her take off her shoes, and put them into the hot water, "Is the water hot? Do you want to add something cooler?"
"Not hot." As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Fang Xiaoyuan's soles of the feet bounced as if they had been electrocuted when they touched the hot water. "Grandma, you must have done it on purpose, right!"
Grandma smiled and said nothing, turned around and went into the main room to scoop water.
Until before going to bed, Fang Xiaoyuan was still angry with grandma. Losing her temper because of a piece of ribs is consistent with her usual style, at least when it comes to eating, she has always done her part.
Grandma waved the cattail fan, hummed and sang a little song, and fell asleep after a while.
To be on the safe side, Fang Xiaoyuan didn't get up immediately, but pretended to be asleep, quietly waiting for the familiar snoring sound. She had slept enough during the day, even if she was forced to lie down, she couldn't have any good dreams, so she might as well do something more meaningful.
The wall clock on the wall is ticking, and the sound is hypnotic. Fang Xiaoyuan counted silently, and waited until it knocked eleven times before standing up. Through the moonlight, she saw grandma holding a cattail fan in her hand, lying on her side facing her and sleeping soundly.
Fang Xiaoyuan climbed up cautiously, touched a pillow and stuffed it into the quilt, rolled into a ball, pretending to be herself. She put on her shoes and went to the main room, and accidentally kicked over the keg placed in the middle of the ground, making a clanging sound, which almost made her heart skip a beat.
Fang Xiaoyuan stood in the middle of the main room without daring to move, quietly listening to the sound of grandma turning over from the back room, her little head kept turning, thinking about how to explain if grandma was really woken up.
What she was worried about didn't happen, and soon, the familiar snoring sound reassured her.
Fang Xiaoyuan walked to the back door, stood on tiptoe and looked out through the small transom on the door. It was pitch black outside, and nothing could be seen. She heard a faint rustling sound, and when she probed again, a small head suddenly appeared by the window, it was Zhou Yangyang.
Fang Xiaoyuan immediately unlocked the door and let him in.
"Is it done?"
Zhou Yangyang made an "ok" gesture and patted the backpack behind him. "??I also brought a few good things. "
"What good thing?" Fang Xiaoyuan asked impatiently.
"Let's go first, it's not safe here." Zhou Yangyang said. "It will be troublesome if it is discovered."
Fang Xiaoyuan immediately shut her mouth, followed him and walked lightly towards the front door leading to the yard.
In fact, the conflict at dinner was agreed in advance to be shown to grandma in order to make the adults relax their vigilance. Now that the two of them had broken up, they would definitely not play together again immediately, and the adults didn't have to keep an eye on them because they were worried that they would sneak out in the dark.
In Zhou Yangyang's room, a fat pillow was stuffed under the quilt, this method was taught by Fang Xiaoyuan.
They climbed up the roof of the house along the wooden ladder, walked along the straight ridge, and came to the tall chimney all the way. Zhou Yangyang climbed up first, and then stretched out his hand to pull Fang Xiaoyuan.
Today's chimney smell is stronger than usual, probably because grandma made braised pork ribs in the evening, and the residual cooking smoke smell has accumulated in it, and it hasn't had time to completely dissipate.
"Are you ready?" Zhou Yangyang asked.
"Of course." Fang Xiaoyuan nodded without thinking. This is her third trip to the Fairy World, and she is barely familiar with it.
"I'll count one, two, three, and jump down together." Zhou Yangyang grabbed her hand and closed his eyes.
"One, two" Before San could speak, a voice suddenly came from not far away, "Zhou Yangyang! What are you doing standing there!"
This cry startled the two of them. Fang Xiaoyuan opened his eyes and saw a figure in a light-colored T-shirt standing by the side of the village road. Before he could distinguish who it was, he stepped on the air and fell into the chimney. Just as Zhou Yangyang was about to say something, she dragged her into the chimney.
Just like before, after a long slide, the two came to Yongri Grassland.
Fang Xiaoyuan was still in shock, turned her head and asked Zhou Yangyang, "Who was shouting just now? Did you see clearly?"
"It's my friend," Zhou Yangyang said, "the one I met at the village head this morning."
"Little trumpet?" Fang Xiaoyuan became nervous, "What should we do? We have been discovered." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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