Chapter 8 The magical dial

Bai Meigui now has a very common personality cult to me. Last time we met on campus, we left QQ and added friends.

At that time, QQ logs were popular, so I posted all the articles I wrote when I was a literary dream in college to QQ space. She read all the logs in my QQ space, and wrote a few dozen words to comment on each article.

I called her out after I arrived at school in the morning, but she didn't object at all.

Get into my car and we went to a famous park in Modu City

We met in the countryside. This time we went to the park and tasted the scenery there.

The autumn is clear and the weather is just not very hot, but it is far from the time when the endless fallen trees are rustling, and there are still flowers blooming in the park

I carry the camera with me, one of us, one of us, and occasionally others can help us take a photo together.

I was in college when I visited the park with my girlfriend Kiyoko, and today I was much happier than I was at that time.

Bai Rose had a good figure. Today she was wearing sportswear on her upper body, but her signature jeans on her lower body. Of course, the park was traveling shoes. This outfit made her look slender and beautiful.

The park is a slope of the mountain, and there are also streams inside.

We sat down next to a stream, the water was not deep.

The two of them looked through the mountains and streams, looking at the city that was actually not a few kilometers away, but they felt that they were far away from us, talking about the most comfortable village life, and talking about the interesting scenes that happened in their childhood.

I looked at her seal hall with my third eye. It was already golden and shining with golden light. She had a very good impression of me!

It's not Sunday or peak tourist season. There are not many people in the park. We walked into the mountains and were even less popular.

When we first entered the gate, we could find someone to take a photo of us at any time. Now we have been sitting here for so long, and no one has passed by. It is a place suitable for dating.

When we talk about the various techniques of making tofu in rural areas, she seems to know better than me

I told her about some bad things about making tofu in the village when I was very young.

At that time, many homes in the village had thatched houses, and they built a shed in the east or west to cook, which was shorter than that of the hut, and the chimney for burning fire was shorter than that of the shed.

Very suitable for those of us kids who are far from growing up to do bad things

There is a half-old lady in my village who doesn't like children very much. She scolds us children very cruelly. Although we were not very sensible at the time, we also thought this was very unpleasant.

Some people pick up money, but no people pick up scolding, so even if our parents hear it, they won’t bother with her.

But we don't like her, that's a consensus

This shrew is a tofu seller. We often destroy her when she sells tofu, such as dirtying her tofu, but it doesn't affect her selling it at all. She wipes it clean with her hands and sells it. Maybe she can even be exchanged for soybeans by my family.

Treating symptoms and root causes is even more important. We think we should start from the source when dealing with her.

This shrew may be too harsh to curse herself and her life is not good. Although she can sell two baskets of tofu a day, her family still builds a shed to make tofu in a shed.

It's the kind of very short chimney

This morning, the shrew was making soy milk and preparing to go out to sell tofu before lunch.

Her son who is almost twenty years old and still runny, boiling soy milk is a technical job, especially when the pot is about to be boiled, you should observe the situation carefully.

A few of us seized this opportunity and stuffed a handful of straw into her chimney. A handful of straw could not stop the smoke at all, so we stuffed it into the second hand.

There are two functions to stuff the second hand, one is to make the chimney more airtight, and the other is to squeeze the first handful of straw to a deeper position, making it more difficult to dig out at that time.

Then he stuffed the third hand into it and kept stuffing four

At this time, we should have run away, but in order to watch the show and listen to the good voice, we didn't run away at all. From outside the yard, we saw that the cooking shed was full of smoke. I guess the flames must have run outside.

We thought it was fun, so we left with a smile, leaving behind the shrew's scolding and his son sniffing while shouting that he would beat someone. There was no terrible threat. I guess the pot of soy milk must be hard to bear.

When I talked about these childhood events, Bai Meigui listened very seriously, smiled from time to time, and was fascinated, as if every story I told was more exciting than the one thousand and one night, as if she could listen to my story for a thousand and one night, or even one year.

A thousand years is too long, I have to seize the day

I turned the topic to the tofu in Baishi Village. Speaking of good tofu, it moisturizes people's skin so well. I took her hand: This is whiter and tenderer than the tofu in Baishi Village.

I held her hand, and she didn't pull it back, but just held it tightly and squeezed it gently.

Is this prompt not obvious yet?

Pulling her arm and holding her into my arms. I didn't need any signs or ask whether to agree. I then kissed me

This dial is really amazing. The midnight forecast is that Bai Rose is the most exciting today. It wasn't until noon, so I kissed her next thing. I understand very well, Bai Rose must also understand.