Chapter 79: real world

The northern rain raised his hand and took off the dust on his body. Looking through the clothes she wore, my heart sighed slightly, it seems that I want to make money.
She took the hand of the kid ink, "Go home."
The little boy looked up in amazement.
Niang Qin, actually did not beat him.
It took more than an hour to return to the village from the town. When I arrived at home, it was already sunning.
The kid is angry with the fire, and the northern rain picks up the vegetables for cooking.
The glutinous rice has not yet been baked, and the rice has been scented in the kitchen. The northern rain simmered boiled cabbage, sprinkled a little salt in it, and there was no other auxiliary seasoning.
After the book rice was out of the pot, the eyes of Xiaozi’s ink were straight, but he quickly turned his head and lowered his head. These glutinous rice is not something he can eat. Today, the mother is not preparing his dinner, he can only drink water.
The little ink scorpion pulled the small head and silently stood in the corner of the wall.
The north rain 棠 is wondering, why didn’t he hear the sound of the kid ink, and when he turned his head, he saw that the little guy was like a puppies that had been discarded, and pitifully squatted in the corner.
Taking advantage of his lonely background, Bei Yuqi felt inexplicably sad.
The northern rain 棠 thinks, every time the peach is delicious, there is no part of the kid, even if she loses it, she will not eat it.
When the kid ink is very small, he will quarrel, but every time he exchanges for a poisonous fight of the peach, for a long time, Xiaozi ink no longer dares to ask her to eat.
I can only stand in the corner every time, and I watched the peaches of the woods eating and drinking there. Sometimes, if he has been watching for a long time, he will exchange for a snoring of the peach.
Over time, every time there is a good time, the little guy will hide in the corner and wrap himself up. As a result, the peach can't see it, and he won't beat him.
This model has formed a habit. As long as there is something delicious, the little guys dare not appear in the vision of the peach.
The more the north rains, the more angry, if the peach is here, she must go up to the woman of Haibian.
"Ink, come over."
I heard the call of my mother, and the little boy’s body trembled unconsciously.
Niang, he didn't go to see, really didn't look.
The little boy said in his heart, but the reality is not to dare to swear, and he walked to the side of the north rain. The northern rain smashed a bowl of glutinous rice into the hands of the little guy.
The kid inked his eyes and looked at the things in his hand, his face surprised.
The north rain squatted at the little guy and stood there silently. He smiled and said: "Come on, eat the mother and give it to you."
"Mother, is this really for me?" The boy's eyes eagerly intertwined with the fear and contradiction of the original Lord for a long time, and presented her in front of her eyes through the clear and pure eyes. The heart is soft.
"Well, how much does the ink want to eat, how much the mother will give you." Bei Yuying looked at the expression on his face, and his heart was slightly sour. "Hurry up, eat it again, and then take it back."

Half-joking words, listening to the little guy's ears are very different, he took her words seriously, afraid that the mother to recover the glutinous rice that is not easy to give him, gorging and eating.
Bei Yu Yan was shocked by his actions and quickly poured a glass of water on him. "Slowly eat, the mother does not grab you."
The kid ink does not stop, still rushing to eat.