Xue Yuantong was unhappy and asked: "Why did you press my phone with your phone?"

Jiang Ning just thought it was fun to pile them up. Seeing Tongtong's dissatisfied look, he joked: "Make a little mobile phone."

Xue Yuantong pouted: "Who wants to have a baby with you?"

Jiang Ning probed: "Then I'll find Chu Chu?"

"Don't go!"

"What's wrong?"

Tongtong said: "Chu Chu's cell phone is too broken."

Fortunately Chuchu is not here, otherwise I would have sadly changed my phone case.

…

After playing the game, it got dark and the lights came on in front of the bungalow's house.

Aunt Gu was not at home. There was a Lantern Festival event held at Changqingye Square tonight. She went over to help. Tongtong was the only one left at home.

Xue Yuantong's little face showed a little melancholy: "School starts tomorrow night, and I will have to work hard to go to school again."

Xue Chuchu: "You? Are you struggling?"

She pursed her lips. Sometimes she really envied Tongtong. She jumped onto the car with her calves, closed her eyes, and arrived at school.

'If I were in No. 4 Middle School...' Xue Chuchu immediately put her thoughts away. After all, she could only rely on herself.

Teacher Qian was holding a bowl and sitting at the door, making glutinous rice balls and eating them.

Xue Yuantong looked at him and asked: "Teacher Qian, do you know what the customs are during the Lantern Festival?"

Teacher Qian immediately put the bowl aside and introduced enthusiastically: "You are the right person to ask. This Lantern Festival, the moon is full in the sky, the world is reunited, thousands of houses are lit up, the moon is beautiful, we can eat Lantern Festival and make lanterns.

Guessing lantern riddles, lion dancing, and chasing mice...My old favorite is guessing lantern riddles..."

Xue Yuantong: "Chasing rats?"

Teacher Qian is very educated: "In ancient times, every household raised silkworms, and rats often stole silkworms to eat at night, so people chose to feed rats rice porridge on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so that they would not eat silkworms for a year."

"Hey, don't worry about this. I'm an old man, but I still like to guess lantern riddles..." He stroked his beard and prepared to recite poetry.

Xue Yuantong interrupted his spellcasting and said angrily: "Why should the rats eat my silkworms and I feed them rice porridge? I want all the rats within ten miles to die!"

"Silly!" she began to call.

Xue Chuchu pointed out: "Little stupid is still hiding from the limelight."

Xue Yuantong: "Jiang Ning, let's go catch mice!"

"Not going."

"Go ahead~"

"No, catching mice is boring. Let's catch bamboo rats," Jiang Ning said.

Xue Yuantong's eyes lit up: "Is it the kind of chubby, stupid, and explosive bamboo rat?"

Jiang Ning: "Yes."

Xue Yuantong snorted: "It must be delicious!"

Xue Chuchu explained from the side: "Bamboo rats eat bamboo. Domestic bamboo rats may be fatter, but wild bamboo rats are full of fine meat, which tastes particularly good and has the fragrance of bamboo."

Xue Yuantong couldn't wait. He went back to the house, picked up a small wooden stick, broke the sack, and urged: "Go, go!"

Jiang Ningle: "Those who didn't know better would have thought you were begging for food!"

Chu Chu next to me was more knowledgeable and even brought a flashlight.

"Okay, let's go." Jiang Ning walked eastward, passing by Dongdong's house, and found that Dongdong had made a homemade lantern.

Although this boy is bad, he can indeed be called a little genius. He was able to make slingshots, bows and arrows, whips, and wood-cutting swords on his own before. His hands-on ability is perfect.

Jiang Ning used the loan as an excuse to requisition Dongdong's lanterns in a friendly manner.

He walked in front holding a red lantern, and Xue Yuantong read behind him in a crisp voice: "The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful with the candle."

He looked like a watchman on night watch.

Today is the Lantern Festival. Two bonfires were lit in the open space on the east side of the farmhouse. The flames were crackling and many guests gathered nearby to warm themselves up.

Zhuang Jianhui, a group of boys and girls, were playing cards and Landlords. When they heard the sound, they couldn't help but cast their gaze.

Tongtong shut up immediately.

Lin Zida greeted: "Hey, Jiang Ning, are you hunting?"

Jiang Ning: "Yes, let's try some game."

The pure version of Wei Zishan recognized Jiang Ning, and she quickly winked and chatted up: "Handsome man, I am a foreign girl, so wild and delicious!"

"Little charlatan." Jiang Ning was too lazy to pay attention.

Xue Yuantong declared his status: "We are hunting edible game."

Wei Zishan burst out laughing: "Can't I eat it?"

Jiang Ning and the others bypassed them and continued moving forward.

…

When Jiang Ning and others disappeared, someone in Zhuang Jianhui's group looked back, paused, and said: "Damn, there was a girl just now who was so pretty, can she compare with Shu Yan?"

?”

Lin Zida answered with a smile: "She, Xue Chuchu, is a different type."

"Do you know me? Send me your business card."

"Not familiar." Lin Zida just wants to play games now and is too lazy to add a girl.

"What about you? Jianhui."

"No." As for the arrogant Zhuang Jianhui, with his handsomeness, he never takes the initiative to date girls.

"Okay." The young man was a little frustrated and asked: "From No. 4 Middle School?"

"No, Yuzhou No. 2 Middle School." Lin Zida answered.

"I said I want to transfer to No. 2 Middle School."

Wei Zishan took a sip of Coke: "Isn't it just a matter of your words?"

What is the provincial key point? In their eyes, the strongest high school in a prefecture-level city is just for those who want to get into it. To be precise, it is not just high school, but all universities in the province.

"Forget it, my dad specified that I should go to No. 4 Middle School."

The rise of Changqingye in recent years has affected the layout of cities in the province. Yuzhou now plans to build a regional central city, and the opportunities therein can be imagined.

However, most of the benefits brought by the rise of many industries have fallen to some people.

"Which class do you want to change to?" Lin Zida asked.

The man asked again: "Yongzi, which class has the most beautiful girls?"

Wang Yong did not hesitate: "It must be Class 8."

Recommend a book "Unbridled! I am a cultivator of immortality!"

Introduction:

The upper nine streams include Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism, while the lower nine streams include hundreds of craftsmen.

But troubled times came.

Immortals are not immortals, demons are not demons, monsters are not monsters, and Buddhas are not Buddhas.

Fortunately, Lin Ke is here.

All the skills of witch doctors, musicians and musicians are used, integrating the supreme cultivation method.
Chapter completed!