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Tomorrow is March 17th, which is Xu Tanxi¡¯s birthday.
On the night of the 16th, Rong Li was not at home.
Xu Tanxi called him: "Aren't you coming back tonight?"
"Yeah." Rong Li said, "I'll go back tomorrow."
He said he would stay in Linshi for one night because of the school competition.
"You should pay attention to safety outside"
"good."
Xu Tanxi waited for Rong Li to hang up the phone first.
"èÃèÃ." Cheng Ji said that he would like him, so he asked Xu Tanxi, "Am I the one you like most?"
Others are outside, and the wind is very loud.
The girl on the other end of the phone responded softly: "Yes."
He smiled.
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After hanging up the phone, Rong Li returned to the Buddhist hall. His steps were bumpy. He bent down and rubbed his knees, then slowly knelt on the futon woven from rice straw, picked up the brush, and continued to copy at his desk.
He can¡¯t write calligraphy, and the fonts on the rice paper are all messed up and a bit ugly.
Outside the Buddhist hall, the young novice monk was eating glutinous rice dumplings.
"Master," he squatted next to him, "the benefactor inside seems to have injured his leg."
The old monk was digging the soil under the bodhi tree with a small hoe: "Don't worry about him."
"Oh." The little novice monk asked innocently and curiously while eating glutinous rice dumplings, "Master, what are you planting?"
The old monk said: "Grow the cause."
What was planted was obviously stone.
The little novice asked again: "Can stones also bloom?"
The old monk said: "It can bear fruit."
The little novice monk looked confused: "Master, I don't recite sutras enough, don't lie to me."
The old monk laughed loudly, scooped up a handful of soil, and buried the "cause".
After a while, it will bear fruit.
At 0:00 on March 17, Xu Tanxi¡¯s cell phone on the table lit up.
Rong Li: ¡¾èÃèá¿
Rong Li: [Happy birthday]
Transfer:¡¾52000¡¿
Why three zeros?
Because of the single-day limit
Rong Li felt that Cheng Ji was just talking nonsense.
On March 17th, the sky was clear, the air was clear, and the wind was gentle and gentle.
At seven o'clock in the morning, Xu Fang, who was sleeping, suddenly heard a loud bang, and then someone shouted.
"earthquake!"
Xu Fang stood up like a carp, picked up his pants and ran out to the stairs. He suddenly stopped and looked around with a chicken coop on his head: "It's not shaking anymore?
"Are you awake from your nap?" His mother, Ms. Zhang Guining, was holding her hands and leaning against the wall next to his bedroom door. "Go and brush your teeth when you wake up."
Being fooled
Xu Fang grabbed a handful of hair and roared: "Mom!"
Ms. Zhang Guining slapped him on the back of her head, and with the attitude of a lady, she went to knock on another door: "Xu Yingying, get up."
There is no response inside.
Zhang Guining knocked on the door: "Get up!"
Xu Yingying turned over: "I'll sleep a little longer."
Outside the door, Ms. Zhang¡¯s voice was loud.
¡°Husband, what¡¯s the password of her game account?¡±
The gaming account that Xu Yingying used the most was registered with her father¡¯s phone number, and his father was a wife slave.
¡°Honey, I¡¯m going to check it out for you right now.¡±
""
Xu Yingying pulled off her blindfold irritably, touched her phone and took a look: "It's only seven o'clock!" She went to bed at three in the morning!
Zhang Guining urged outside: "Go and clean up, wear something plain, we are going to visit the grave today."
At 8:30 in the morning, Xu Tanxi sent Rong Guanguan to the kindergarten.
Before entering, Rong Guanguan kissed Xu Tanxi on the face: "Sister-in-law, happy birthday."
Xu Tanxi squatted half-crouched and touched his head: "Thank you."
He took off his backpack and took out a handmade doll: "This is your birthday gift."
He made it with his own hands, and the teacher praised him in the handicraft class.
Xu Tanxi looked at it carefully, with a smile on her face: "It's very beautiful, I like it very much."
Rong Guanguan was very happy when he heard the praise, shaking his head and jumping around: "Then I'm in."
"Um."
He went in and turned around at the door: "Sister-in-law," he raised his two white and tender hands.?Why ask? "
""
It feels like I've swallowed a gun.
Jiang Xing turned up the volume on his phone.
Hong Duanduan said: "It's too loud."
He continued to adjust.
"Jiang Xing."
Hong Duanduan went to pull the earphones.
He held her hand, said something, then gave it away, took off the earphones and left.
"Hey." Hong Duanduan picked his ears, "What did you just say?"
Say I like you.
Jiang Xing turned around and said, "Idiot."
Hong Duanduan: ""
So angry!
9:40, Hongshan Cemetery.
Xu Fang got up at seven o'clock in the morning. He was so sleepy that tears filled his eyes. He yawned: "Dad, whose cemetery is this?"
Xu Zhongqing was burning paper: "I don't know."
Because he had to open a cemetery, Xu Fang rarely dressed up and behaved: "We burn paper every year and don't know anyone's cemetery. Is that okay?"
Xu Zhong counted a handful of incense and said, "Your grandma said it was someone she owed something to." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com