Xiao Liusi didn't understand the words of the city people, so he shook his head and went out. The heavy snow in the yard made the little guy very excited. He swept the snow with Wu Dashun, and he rushed out of his mouth, and the heat exhaled from his mouth was like smoke from a furnace.
Seventeen years old, Daozi was muttering in her heart that no one in Xinghua Village knew her birthday. Xiao Liusi was touching her and still trembling. She missed her mother again in her heart.
How is my mother? Shanghai is the most sad at this time, with heavy moisture and dad’s legs not good. Before she could think about it, Xiao Liusi came in again and said: Sister Daozi, are you still going to class today?
Daozi said: Didn’t you say that the winter vacation was on yesterday?
Xiao Liusi left with his head down, and Daozi looked at the brushing water that Xiao Liusi prepared for him, and felt warm in his heart.
The toothbrush has already burst, but Xiao Liusi said it is not as good as a stick straw
But Xinghua Village does not sell toothbrushes, so the rice is reluctant to throw away, brushing its teeth randomly, squatting in the yard, the white toothpaste foam in its mouth has frozen into a small ice cube, Xiao Liusi shoveled it with a shovel and baked it on the stove, saying it smells fragrant
The children are on holiday, and the villagers are no longer busy. It's time to be busy with the New Year.
Wang Zhihao wrote a big-character poster, and his calligraphy was very good, so he naturally became a voluntary Spring Festival couplet writer in the village.
The big table in the activity room of the Youth Site was filled with red paper. Wang Zhihao skillfully wrote: The military and civilians are united as one family, and see who can compete in the world.
Also, the Cultural Revolution is good, and the great steelmaking ambition is high. No one in Xinghua Village has ever seen a steelmaking furnace. Except for a blacksmith who packs ploughs and hoes for people, and brings sickles to fight and makes steelmaking a rare thing, so I asked Wang Zhihao
Wang Zhihao had seen Baoshan's steelmaking furnace and spoke vividly. Chen Qinghua looked at him with a smile.
The evening shows are naturally indispensable for artistic performances
The men, women, young and old in Xinghua Village have been memorizing the model opera and the three sentences of criticizing Lin and Kong. They were performed on stage and sang from the audience: Thirty years ago, a young man criticized Lin and Kong Re in military uniforms and red sleeves and sheep horns to argue - Street - Busy, clang clang, clang clang, clang clang-clang...
Before the clang clang was finished, the audience was facing each other: Hahaha, hahaha, it’s not bad at all ages. Paul accompanied me on my growth path and was busy practicing steel
Then he criticized Deng again. He was very criticized, not a good thing. He used the red flag to fight against the red flag, and he restrained himself and returned the ceremony.
Daozi also felt a craze. This time from Shanghai to Xinghua Village, she had been transforming her bourgeois thoughts in her heart and demarcating the boundaries with the bourgeois family. She clenched her fists hard, and when she clenched, she felt a numb hand grabbed her hand. When she looked back, she saw that Li Fugui was facing her. Hehe, smiled.
She tried hard and broke away, and she left the activity room with a swing of her hand
There are more than minus 30 degrees outside, and the rice goes back along the wall.
The snow under your feet was squeaking. There were only sparrows in Xinghua Village. They had already returned to their nests, but the rice heard the sound like sparrows.
It was a house not far from the Youth Spot. Daozi knew it was the village breeding shed, and the cattle and horses were surrounded there. The breeder was Wang Laodun's own brother Wang Jianghe. His name was very handsome. He was short and had psoriasis. His wife had never married him. He was always naked. No one wanted to marry a man full of fish scales. It was disgusting when he touched him.
The cries of cattle and horses have long been familiar with the rice, but they are rarely heard of such cries. I don’t know where the courage comes from, so she followed the sound.
The closer you get, the louder the sound, and there is actually a familiar Shanghai sound. Nong can really make trouble, and he has died several times.
Seventeen years old, Daozi was muttering in her heart that no one in Xinghua Village knew her birthday. Xiao Liusi was touching her and still trembling. She missed her mother again in her heart.
How is my mother? Shanghai is the most sad at this time, with heavy moisture and dad’s legs not good. Before she could think about it, Xiao Liusi came in again and said: Sister Daozi, are you still going to class today?
Daozi said: Didn’t you say that the winter vacation was on yesterday?
Xiao Liusi left with his head down, and Daozi looked at the brushing water that Xiao Liusi prepared for him, and felt warm in his heart.
The toothbrush has already burst, but Xiao Liusi said it is not as good as a stick straw
But Xinghua Village does not sell toothbrushes, so the rice is reluctant to throw away, brushing its teeth randomly, squatting in the yard, the white toothpaste foam in its mouth has frozen into a small ice cube, Xiao Liusi shoveled it with a shovel and baked it on the stove, saying it smells fragrant
The children are on holiday, and the villagers are no longer busy. It's time to be busy with the New Year.
Wang Zhihao wrote a big-character poster, and his calligraphy was very good, so he naturally became a voluntary Spring Festival couplet writer in the village.
The big table in the activity room of the Youth Site was filled with red paper. Wang Zhihao skillfully wrote: The military and civilians are united as one family, and see who can compete in the world.
Also, the Cultural Revolution is good, and the great steelmaking ambition is high. No one in Xinghua Village has ever seen a steelmaking furnace. Except for a blacksmith who packs ploughs and hoes for people, and brings sickles to fight and makes steelmaking a rare thing, so I asked Wang Zhihao
Wang Zhihao had seen Baoshan's steelmaking furnace and spoke vividly. Chen Qinghua looked at him with a smile.
The evening shows are naturally indispensable for artistic performances
The men, women, young and old in Xinghua Village have been memorizing the model opera and the three sentences of criticizing Lin and Kong. They were performed on stage and sang from the audience: Thirty years ago, a young man criticized Lin and Kong Re in military uniforms and red sleeves and sheep horns to argue - Street - Busy, clang clang, clang clang, clang clang-clang...
Before the clang clang was finished, the audience was facing each other: Hahaha, hahaha, it’s not bad at all ages. Paul accompanied me on my growth path and was busy practicing steel
Then he criticized Deng again. He was very criticized, not a good thing. He used the red flag to fight against the red flag, and he restrained himself and returned the ceremony.
Daozi also felt a craze. This time from Shanghai to Xinghua Village, she had been transforming her bourgeois thoughts in her heart and demarcating the boundaries with the bourgeois family. She clenched her fists hard, and when she clenched, she felt a numb hand grabbed her hand. When she looked back, she saw that Li Fugui was facing her. Hehe, smiled.
She tried hard and broke away, and she left the activity room with a swing of her hand
There are more than minus 30 degrees outside, and the rice goes back along the wall.
The snow under your feet was squeaking. There were only sparrows in Xinghua Village. They had already returned to their nests, but the rice heard the sound like sparrows.
It was a house not far from the Youth Spot. Daozi knew it was the village breeding shed, and the cattle and horses were surrounded there. The breeder was Wang Laodun's own brother Wang Jianghe. His name was very handsome. He was short and had psoriasis. His wife had never married him. He was always naked. No one wanted to marry a man full of fish scales. It was disgusting when he touched him.
The cries of cattle and horses have long been familiar with the rice, but they are rarely heard of such cries. I don’t know where the courage comes from, so she followed the sound.
The closer you get, the louder the sound, and there is actually a familiar Shanghai sound. Nong can really make trouble, and he has died several times.
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