Yesterday, I dreamed again There were a lot of guests at home, and then it was about eating, because there were too many things in the house and there was no room, so I put the table in the yard. In the small yard, there are two round tables placed next to each other in the north-south direction, and the seats are full.
The big iron gate of the yard was open, and I stood outside the gate and looked at the two tables of guests crowded in front of me, feeling uncomfortable in my heart.
There are messy grape vines and creeper vines above the head. When the wind blows, one can imagine the situation of dry branches or fallen leaves being blown into the dishes and rice bowls. The yard is not spacious, the length is enough for two round tables, but the width is extremely barely. There are some sundries on the east wall, and the people sitting there almost want to sit down with the sundries. To the west is a damp brick long flower terrace, and the guests sitting there have to sit next to the sticky damp bricks.
Those guests sat and chatted happily with each other. I myself don't want to sit in such a situation, I think it's disgusting to eat in such an environment.
Instead, I went up to the second floor, and suddenly found that the suite on the second floor was much cleaner and tidy. It used to be full of sundries and messes, but now it looks empty. Seeing this situation, I suddenly thought of the guests who were eating in the courtyard downstairs. Since there is room upstairs, why not set up a table upstairs for everyone to eat, which is better than the environment in the courtyard downstairs. , Even I have begun to think about how to hang those meals up.
So I asked, and was told that it was the upstairs house that my father had just cleaned up, which happened to be too late for the guests to eat. I thought about it and felt sorry. Then I took a random look in the upstairs house and saw that the original sink was gone, so I searched again and found it in another place in the house. It's the same pool, but in a different location. Knowing that it was my father who changed it, I thought it would take a lot of work, it was heavy and laborious. But what's the point of moving it, I tried it, and it felt awkward to move it to this new place. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com