Vol 13 Chapter 54: Egg health

Li Qingshan clasped his head with his hands and his brows locked. His body arched and his back was soaring. He was like a cow struggling. ~~щww~suimеng~lā The mouth is full of a strange smile.
All kinds of magic changes, began to retreat.
The cow devil is stuck in the mud!
If all the mud is gone, why is it attached? If you can enjoy, who is willing to suffer!
Here is the "bliss", there is no painful "clean land."
The sky is shouting, the wind is stirring, the teeth are stunned, and the eyes are cracked.
The mind calmed down in an instant, and there was already a decision - the phoenix nirvana!
The bright red fire spread and swallowed, but this alone is not enough. As long as the beauty and touch in memory still exist, he can't resist this "bliss."
It is also impossible to give up, and even less willing to give up. Memory is one, good and ugly, moving and painful, how can it be clearly defined?
He didn’t know that Xiao’an had killed countless people and committed sinful crimes. However, in his eyes, there is no difference between Zhu Yan and Bai Bian, it is his Xiao Anzhen!
How should this memory be divided?
A long sigh, urging the turtle to change - seal the town!
His eyes suddenly disappeared, as if he had emptied all his thoughts, reflected the clear blue sky, and was burned by the fire, falling from the high sky.
boom! A stream of light flew and landed in a field.
A pair of old couples rushed in, the fireworks linger, Mars rushed to face, and for a time close.
But they don't seem to know that they are afraid. The old man picked up the guy and opened up a path.
At this time, the baby’s crying sounded suddenly in front of him. This situation was somewhat strange.
The old couple looked at each other with eagerness and accelerated their pace.
Anxiously passed through the scorched high mast, the old man's foot was empty, the old woman's eyes were fast, and he grabbed his arm and did not fall into the darkened tiankeng.
The flame in the tiankeng has not been completely extinguished, and the middle half of the broken eggshell, which is lying with a baby, crumpled, pink, holding double fists, licking the calves, like invisible monsters Wrestling, full of sorrowful wow.
The old man slowly slid down the tiankeng, extinguished the fire and approached the baby.
The baby suddenly opened his eyes, stopped crying, and a pair of big red-red eyes, crystal clear reflecting the surrounding scenery.
The old man stopped and did not dare to approach.
The old woman crossed him, picked up the baby, and was excited: "The old man, you see, it is a doll! It is the doll that Buddha gave us!"
Before they came to this blissful world, they ate the Buddha and the good deeds in their lives, but they did not have a son or a half. They were the typical representatives of the local "good people are not good news", and there was no resentment, sincereness, good deeds, and after death. I was taken to this blissful world, but this thought was not broken, and today my dream finally came true.
The old man heard this and no hesitation. Immediately kneel down, not mourning the Buddha.
They took the child back to the house and fed him rice porridge. The children came and refused, eating and drinking, and the amount of meals was bigger than that of adults.
The old woman opened her eyes and smiled: "Oh, it’s fortunate that it’s in the land of Buddha, otherwise you have to be poor."
The old man took a thigh: "Yes, I will plant a pumpkin and I will receive it in a few days. I will feed this kid pumpkin soup."
This blissful land has "the flowers of four o'clock, the scenery of the eight festivals of Changchun". The climate is warm and suitable. There is no cold and hot summer. The land is extremely fertile. You don't need to work hard. You can sprinkle seeds to harvest, and there is no tax on taxes.
Farming is no longer a chore to face the loess and face the sky, but it has become a great pleasure. If you want to eat anything, you can plant something. Today, you will plant it. The next day, you will break the soil and germinate. One day, you will soon be able to bear fruit. There is an unspeakable joy, and the field will always be filled with flowers.
Seeing that the child grows up day by day - yes, the child grows up every day and every moment, and the next day he can run around and eat more and more. After a few days, the new kind of pumpkin The land has completely failed to satisfy his appetite.
The old couple don't feel strange, presumably in this blissful world, the children grow up like fruits and fruits!
On this day, the child was eating melons, and suddenly a light passed through my mind and looked up from the melon: "Who am I?"
This time, the old couple can be caught off guard. These days, they have not discussed the name of the child. For the child given by the Buddha, the name must be cautious. It must be meaningful. You can’t just call it a
two dogs
. Pillar".
But they didn't learn anymore. In the last generation, the dolls in the village were such a name. The old man even smoked three bags of dry smoke, and there was no landing. He spit a smog: "Hey, wife, you said how the Buddha did not pass the name." Also give one."
The old woman pointed to the old man's brain, hating the iron and not forming the steel: "You old things, really smashed the gold is still too little, I can't count on you, after a few to the temple to ask for one."
However, after a few days, the child asked himself to export. The old couple looked at each other and were speechless.
"Who am I?" The child lost the melon and his voice was louder.
"With!" The old man shot another thigh: "You are born from the egg, it is called ‘蛋生’!

The old woman glared at the old man, and the old man did not feel it at all. He was proud of himself: "You are called a scorpion."
The old woman took the cigarette bag and took it with her head: "You are a soft egg tart, you are a soft egg tart!"
When the old man parried, he also plausibly said: "Isn't it a soft egg, will you be beaten by you?"
The child muttered to himself: "Is the egg? I am an egg." I automatically ignored the word "阮".
Suddenly smiled and opened, and jumped up: "I am an egg! I have to eat melon!"
"Watermelon is finished." "Not ready to plant!"
The old man took a handful of melon seeds on the ground, licking his head, and letting go out of the door, "egg" followed the back of his ass, waiting to eat melon.
The old man smiled: "The egg is born, don't panic~EbookFREE.me~Not for ten days and a half, can't grow out."
"Eggs" did not give up, still follow, the old man patted his head and came to the field to plant the seeds.
"Eggs" lingered on the field, staring at the melons.
"It's a stupid boy!" The old man smiled and shook his head, but suddenly he heard the words in the mouth of "Eggs":
"Long! Long! Long!"
A pair of red-eyed eyes, gradually turned into a bi-color, clear as water, green as a leaf.
The melon seedlings broke out and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. The flowers of Huang Yanyan were opened, and the rounded fruit was formed under the petals, which swelled like a balloon, and then, the melon was ripe!
"Eggs" rushed into the melon field and picked up a large watermelon bigger than his head. He slammed his head and ate it.
The old man sat down on the ground: "Oh, my mother! The wife is coming out!" (To be continued.)