Chapter 18: Little mouse? Miaoer laugh? (1)

Chapter 18 Little Mouse? Miaoer laugh? (1)
So Song Xiyuan said that it was self-inflicted. I looked at the writhing rat in Tang Yuan's hands. I looked at it carefully, but it was not Song Xiyuan who offered treasure to Tang Yuan's hamsters a few days ago. This hamster looks smaller and rounder than a normal mouse. It is usually packed in a bamboo cage made of bamboo sticks. It walks happily on the round cage and spreads its babies. It is a diligent day except for eating, drinking and sleeping. I never thought that the cage was fixed by the bracket. No matter how hard it ran, besides driving the round basket to turn and entertain people, it was just a bamboo basket hitting the water. After all, it was in vain. .
Thinking of this, I felt that the mouse was a bit unlucky, and said to Tang Yuan: "Xia'er, let that mouse go."
Tang Yuan looked at me and saw that Song Xiyuan stood honestly on the spot and did not pounce. Only when Song Xiyuan was calmed down by his momentum, he loosened his slingshot and put his hand back to smile sweetly at me. The introverted warrior's triumphant tribute.
With a smile, I reached out and squeezed his small and pretty nose, and praised: "Good, Minger's mother will give you a peach-wood short sword with a hand, which is much more impressive than this slingshot!" Hot, I thought about it for a while, and then added: "Will you ask a warrior to teach you how to practice sword and sword?"
Tang Yuan didn't answer, only looked down at the hamster in his hand, but I was annoyed to see that the mouse was pinched for a long time. After trying hard, he twisted his head and gnawed on Tang Yuan's thumb, but Tang Yuan didn't panic. He squeezed its ears and lifted them away. A pair of phoenix eyes glanced at the corner of the wall, obediently listened to my words and put the mouse on the ground with his hands together.
But seeing him carefully squeezed his ruddy mouth, his face was full of piety and kindness, combined with white tenderness, it really felt a little bit like the lotus in front of the goddess of Guanyin.
As soon as the hamster left Tang Yuan's little white hand, he flew out like an arrow from the string, and the smoke disappeared. There was a flower in the corner of my eye, and I felt like a white shadow was also shot from the corner of the wall, but when I looked closely, there was nothing.
Hearing "Oh!" Howl, but when I looked back, I saw that Song Xiyuan was holding a copper mirror. He was holding a face mirror and was generally shocked. After a while, he turned back and asked me, "Miao Miao, has this bronze mirror ever fallen? appearance."
I have seen Aimi, but I have never seen him like Amei. After being beaten, the first priority is not to take medicine but to look in the mirror. Then I think, this good skin is not a good capital. Song Xiyuan has seen it better than his life. He comforted him and said: "It's a little bumpy and bumpy. Last time the green warbler accidentally smashed the ground. When I picked it up, I found that it was swollen than you are now. Just because it was an ancient artifact from the previous era, I repaired it and kept it. use."
Song Xiyuan sniffed, "Miao Miao, are you comforting the mirror or comforting me...?" Then, he thumped his chest again. After a breath, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "Destroy me without a face, kill No amnesty!" The tone was very harsh.
There was a little cold wind under my heart.
"Thirty-three, Xiaoer will blow to you, okay? The blow will not hurt. As long as you don't move my mother." Tang Yuan unloaded Fang's vigilance against Song Xiyuan, and when he passed by again, he knelt in half. On the bed chin, with Song Xiyuan's shoulders swollen with red lips, he blows at Song Xiyuan's wound on his face.
Song Xiyuan always had some strange ideas and fresh things, and his face was always smiling, so Tang Yuan never feared him. Xu always listened to the name of the three sons of Song Xiyuan, and he didn’t know when to call him his name. He also corrected him. Later, when he looked at Song Xiyuan, he didn't seem to mind, so he was called by Tang Yuan.
Look at Song Xiyuan again, watching Tang Yuan blowing the air responsibly to his face with dexterity and effort. His eyes were bent and the corners of his lips were raised. It was as beautiful as fairy air. When he saw it, he was about to take the clouds and go to the sky. The soul sighed: "Good and good, no one complains about raising children to prevent old age. Xiaoxiao blows a breath, and it works better than any panacea."
Tang Yuan's dark and moist eyes fluttered quietly to the side of the table where the now empty bamboo cage that used to hold the hamster fluttered, and continued to breathe elegantly with Song Xiyuan.
Song Xiyuan is now beautiful, boldly said: "Xiaxiao listens to her mother's words and puts a small mouse, but what else do you want now? Heaven and earth, flying and jumping, as long as we say Xiaoxiao, three or three Can get it for you."
After hearing this, Tang Yuan stopped blowing and asked me to look at me timidly. When I saw that I had no objection, he drooped his black ink eyes halfway, and looked at his clothes and whispered, "Xia Er wants to eat Yangmei."
Yes, it must be my dad's purple and red basket of Yangmei on the birthday feast yesterday called Tang Yuan to see, the children's family is insatiable. Originally, bayberry is not a precious fruit, but now it is only March day. The peach blossom begonia has not yet been exhausted. I want to see that the bayberry is really rare. Who knows that Song Xiyuan has the skill, and he came to the birthday yesterday. In addition to the birthday gift, I don’t know where to go. The big and red baskets of fresh bayberry really surprised my dad, and at the moment they ordered the girls to wash and soak them in the wine to entertain the old ladies. Tangyuan is a little doll, and he can’t drink naturally, so he missed this opportunity to try it early and didn’t want to remember it today.
Song Xiyuan smiled with his head tilted up, rubbed his mouth and rubbed his lips, and said: "What's the problem, don't say a bayberry, the garden's bayberry is left to Xiaoxiao picking today, eat as much as you want. "
I just remembered that the Song family had a large orchard outside the city. When he married Song Xiyuan in the past, he always said that he would take me to pick fruits when he was in late spring and early summer. ...
As I was distracted, I heard a vague "Meow" call under my feet, but when I looked down, I saw the little white cat crouching at the foot of the bed, and I didn't know what was in my mouth. But when he saw that he opened his mouth a little, the thing in his mouth jumped to the ground in panic, without headless flies. He looked at the hamster released by Tangyuan just now, and the little white cat looked at it calmly. After a while, the mouse saw that it was about to leave the room, and then he happily leaned over and plopped it down, and then released it after he caught it. , But I do not know how to save it.
At this time, Tangyuan slowly crawled off the bed, pulled out a small piece of dried fish from his sleeve, and led the white cat away, before reaching out slowly to grab the hamster. The mouse was so frightened that he wanted to come, and he was rescued at once. He curled tremblingly on Tangyuan's palm and rubbed his fingers like the white jade. He was struggling to bite Tangyuan before.
Tang Yuan's big eyes looked at the mouse, and then looked up at me watery, Nuo Nuo said: "Mother, can you not let it go? Look, it's so pitiful..."
Amitabha, I have sin in my heart for a while. Yeah, just how am I confused, this mouse is no better than fish, there is still a line of vitality in the release pool, once the mouse is on the ground, can you wait to feed the cat? Kindness and kindness.
I was busy: "Mo Fang. Just keep it."
Tang Yuan got my approval, and put the hamster back into the bamboo cage, and the mouse was once nested again, no longer making a mess, and curled up cleverly, and I must be scared for the rest of the life.
Song Xiyuan exaggerated the dumplings, "Xuexiao really follow me, a bodhisattva heart."
I only felt the corners of my eyes twitched, I only knew that Song Xiyuan usually swallowed people's shops, crushed the platform, came to the house to collect debts, hoarded goods, and all the means were fierce and decisive. I really didn't see his bodhisattva's heart embedded in it. where……
It was just raining outside the cabin, and Song Xiyuan, who was in good medicine on this cabin, was already like a big child who couldn’t wait. The wind is that the rain is holding Tangyuan and he is going to pick Yangmei. He now has a lot of inconveniences. I don’t worry about Tangyuan, He had to go with him.
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