"Don't worry, he's just trying to scare people, I'm sorry he doesn't have the skills." Fang Xiaoyuan said, "Grandma is going to make hand-rolled noodles today. Come and eat at my house."
Putting down the enamel bowl, Zhou Yangyang licked the corner of his mouth eagerly.
"Let's have some more?" Grandma reached for the enamel basin, but he blocked it. "I'm full." Zhou Yangyang said.
Fang Xiaoyuan, who was sitting next to her, had just put down her chopsticks, but instead of leaving the table, she handed the rice bowl in her hand to grandma and said loudly, "One more bowl!" But there is no reason to only eat one bowl.
She stretched out her hand and squeezed Zhou Yangyang's arm, and compared it with her own, "You are so thin, you should eat more." She said, "How can you grow taller if you only eat such a little and you are full?"
Zhou Yangyang lowered his head, looked at his legs curled up under the small bench, and murmured, "I also eat so much at home."
People in the village do farm work, which consumes a lot of energy and naturally eats a lot. Parents work hard from morning to night, but they can't make much money all year round. Zhou Yangyang, who is early and sensible, sees all this. He felt that as long as he ate less, his parents would be able to work less.
But Fang Xiaoyuan refused. She picked up Zhou Yangyang's rice bowl and handed it to grandma, then turned to him and said, "You eat a lot and grow strong so that you won't be bullied. Actually, that little trumpet is not very powerful at all, but That is, to be taller and stronger than you."
After hearing her words, Zhou Yangyang didn't refuse anymore, and swallowed two big bowls of noodles before putting down his chopsticks. He felt that he had never eaten so full, and he couldn't even bend his waist when he stood up.
"Let's go, I'll invite you to the canteen for a drink of soda." He took out two dollars from his pocket, and said boldly to Fang Xiaoyuan.
At this time, everyone in the village has gone to work in the fields, and only some old people who cannot work are left to play chess and chat under the crooked neck tree at the head of the village. Zhou Yangyang came out of the canteen with two extra bottles of yellow soda in his hand. He handed one of the bottles to Fang Xiaoyuan, and said, "I remember you said that your favorite fruit is oranges, and this soda is also orange flavored, try it."
Fang Xiaoyuan took the soda and pointed to a large smooth rock beside the loess road, "Let's go there."
Zhou Yangyang walked over, stretched out his hand to wipe the stone, spread his five fingers, and found that the palm of his hand had become pitch black. People and vehicles pass by here every day, and the dust raised is piled up on this big rock. But Fang Xiaoyuan is a little girl in the city, and she will be depressed for a long time even if she gets a stain on her shoes, let alone sitting on this big rock.
"You wait." After he finished speaking, he put down the soda bottle, turned around and ran towards the canteen, and came out with a dark brown nylon jacket in his hand. Zhou Yangyang spread his coat on the boulder and made a gesture of invitation, "Please sit down."
Fang Xiaoyuan shook her head, "I can't stain other people's clothes just because I'm afraid of staining my own. It's wrong."
"It's okay, my auntie and I are begging for unwanted clothes," he said, pointing to the holes in the elbows of the old clothes, "If you don't sit down, the worst thing is to throw them away. Use waste."
After hearing what he said, Fang Xiaoyuan didn't hesitate any longer, and sat up on it.
Under the scorching sun in the afternoon, the air in the small mountain village became hot and dry, and even the cry of cicadas became lazy. After drinking the soda, the two sat in the shade of a tree to enjoy the cool.
Fang Xiaoyuan squinted her eyes, looked at the golden sun through the gaps between the leaves, and was suddenly blocked by the shadow in front of her eyes. She took a closer look and found that it was a small trumpet.
He led a group of half-grown children to play in the village. At this moment, he was staring at Fang Xiaoyuan and Zhou Yangyang with his hands on his hips angrily.
"The head of the village is my territory, and you are not allowed to trespass without permission!" He said loudly, "I order you to get out of my territory immediately!" , "Zhou Yangyang's alliance qualification has been revoked by me. Remember, whoever dares to play with him in the future is against me, someone Hu!"
Standing behind him, those little attendants whom Fang Xiaoyuan didn't know at all put on fierce postures, expressing their sincere attitude to the little trumpet.
Zhou Yangyang stood up, "The grievances between you and me have nothing to do with them, don't involve them too."
"Why is it none of their business? Tell you, you are now a sinner of the alliance. You are not an enemy of me, but an enemy of the entire alliance!" the little trumpet said aggressively.
Fang Xiaoyuan sat on the boulder, stunned for a while. Since childhood, she has been playing house, being a cook, taking care of animals, and changing clothes for dolls. She has never heard of these "grievances" and "alliances". I don't know which cartoon they learned from. Although the little trumpet and the little follower behind himEven with a serious face, she still couldn't help but burst out laughing.
This laughter annoyed Xiao Trumpan. He thought his majesty had been challenged, so he shouted sharply, "Don't laugh!"
It's good not to say this, but as soon as she said it, Fang Xiaoyuan laughed even more. She clutched her stomach and leaned back and forth, unable to stop even if she wanted to.
Xiao Trumpet's face was dark and red, and it was unclear which show she was acting.
"The leader said you are not allowed to laugh! If you laugh again, it is a violation of the rules of the alliance!" Even the little follower couldn't see it, and came forward to stop her.
Fang Xiaoyuan rubbed the corners of her mouth with her hands, forcing herself to hold back the sudden laughter. She stood up, walked to the small speaker, and asked loudly, "What alliance are you?"
"If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname when you sit down," the little trumpet said with its head held high, "We are the League of Justice!"
"League of the Justice?" Fang Xiaoyuan looked at him, "You are not the Justice, why should you be the League of the Justice?"
No one has ever asked the question of the small speaker, so he naturally has no answer in his mind. But he couldn't lose his momentum. He puffed up his chest, looked down at Fang Xiaoyuan, and said solemnly, "I said we are the League of Justice, and we are the League of Justice!"
Fang Xiaoyuan stretched out his hand and pulled Zhou Yangyang over, wrapping his arms around his shoulders, "Then we are the League of Braves. Zhou Yangyang was not kicked out of the alliance by you, but he quit voluntarily because he didn't want to stay in your League of Justice."
"You are talking nonsense! There is no League of Braves at all." The little speaker shouted loudly, winning support.
"I said there will be." Fang Xiaoyuan shouted, pulling his neck, his voice no less than any of them, "There is a League of Justice, why can't there be a League of Braves?"
"There can only be one alliance here, and that is the League of Justice!"
"No, it's the League of Braves!"
The dispute intensified, even the old people sitting under the crooked neck tree were startled. However, in their view, the fierce scene of these half-grown children fighting for reason to defend their alliance is nothing more than a small farce, which will subside in a short time. No one came forward to dissuade, and the situation gradually got out of control. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com