"Are you all like you monkeys?"
"That’s Momo Dora, too."
Qu Liu shows once again that boys are unreliable.
Go their separate ways when disaster strikes.
Momo Tao, who was betrayed, bulged his mouth to further explain the meaning of this word, saying, "I won’t even let him play with water because my little brother is fond of playing."
"…" Lin Qinghe is wiping her hair.
Everyone’s trust is too weak.
This fish is really big. It is not easy to sell it with a sample of more than 30 kilograms, and it is not necessary to make salted fish.
Wu Manzhu thought for a while and finally clapped his hands and decided that this thing would cook fish with Chinese sauerkraut.
Have a good meal as a family.
I finally came back and had a reunion dinner together.
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On the day of the brigade, it was very leisurely. Momo Peach jumped here and there and became the most beautiful baby of the brigade again
On this day, Momo Peach finally remembered her coming back and”
"Dad, dad, let’s go pick the fruit." Momo Tao dragged a big backpack and pulled Song Xing’s face in anticipation.
Song Xing …
You can’t say no if you are a man.
Song Xing swallowed hard and said "OK" after two turns in the persimmon’s exclusive backpack.
Then in Momo peach happy look quietly changed a he can carry a backpack Song Xing this just relieved.
That girl just now wanted her old father’s life.
Momo Taobei Budou went to hug a lot of corn cobs and threw them back and forth in the backpack. After adding a lot of weight to the backpack, he wiped his sweat and relieved.
"It’s enough for Jin to eat."
It’s enough for him to be tired. Song Xing cries in his heart
He really can’t carry things in the mountains.
But the girls have named their names, so we can’t be timid.
Momo Tao doesn’t know that his parents are used to bringing a lot of things with him every time he goes out to persimmon. Does Momo Tao think this thing is nothing?
"Go, go, dad, this way."
Holding a stick in his hand, Momo Taotou is still wearing a small straw hat and small cloth shoes, and Song Xing is walking in the forest with his mouth constantly commanding.
"There will be a while."
"There are many fruits here."
"Dad, when you see Xiaojin, don’t be afraid of it."
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While walking, I read aloud and looked at the slope ahead. Momo peach wiped her sweat, then turned and shouted at Song Xing’s big hand, soft and cocoa, and said lovingly.
"Taotao is too tired to walk."
Song Xing …
At this moment, he really misses his eldest daughter.
"Come to dad’s hug" thinking, but it doesn’t prevent Song Xing from holding a small baby to hold it up.
If you’re tired, you’re tired, son
Besides, where is it now? It will be more tiring to come back. Song Xing is very aware of this tragic fact
After being held, Momo peach was much easier. While looking around, she pointed to passing by for a while and a fruit smashed up.