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In November, the family, the window is a row of ginkgo, is a golden day.

Within the old town of Lin Xiaoxian, the spacious institute is full of a ginkgo leaf, not only particularly good, but it is very fun.

Just like weekends, there are old people, there is a child.

Three or two dolls that have just been in elementary school are very lively, and the thick leaves are not happy, and they are not satisfied with the small partners who can't find "the same pollution" in a week.

Fortunately, there is a "small partner" through the window of the first floor.

"Sister, Sister ..."

When he ran in the past, he saw the other party at the desk, sitting on the window of the window, actually in writing.

what time is it now?

The child did not wear a watch, but when I was dragged out of my grandmother in the morning, I was sneeze.

This judgment is now very early.

I have been working so early on the weekend. This sister is definitely forced by grandparents, it is too pitiful!

Children have had such experiences, so they have resonated.

He is just a sense of exploitation, and vowes to save his "companion", and the sound is shouting before going to the window sill.

"Sister Sister! Let's come out and play with us!"

Zhoujia, on the window sill, looked up, and then turned back to continue the topic.

The right hand is gathered, and the white-wheeled and white and earlings are revealed, only more peaceful than one.

Not moving?

It's a strange sister.

Children really open the eyes, look at the left to the left, is this sister's grandparents to talk inside?

That is too disordered.

The child regrets, so she started crying in a small voice:

"sister..."

"..."

"Sister ... you come out, just say that children call you."

This is a great reason. Every time he has other children, grandparents will definitely let him go out.

"Sister ... Sister ..." He gave his hands into a speaker, "Don't be afraid ..."

"..."

After two minutes, Zhou Jia finally couldn't help but face.

Who is this little break!

She turned into a head, this time didn't have the first time, a pair of indifferent eyes like a crystal of the extremely frozen, so that the children who squat on the window have a sneeze. .

This sister is actually unsatisfactory, and the children will run away from the children.

I drove away the buds of the little doll. Zhou Jia also broke the rhythm of continuing learning, stretched out of the waist, and the soft girl curve show a little lazy.

I woke up today, I didn't sleep too much ...

How to do? There is also the final two application questions, and still do it?

The mind has a shadow of a person.

If it is a new table, there must be a "work and rest", "the" revolutionary capital ", which takes the" Waiting "and reminds her five sons.

When I think of his first time, Zhou Jia also widened his eyes and he quarreled.

"Lin Xiaoxian, how do you so violent! I have never gone me to learn!"

"That's because there is no classmate to care about you!"

"Who said, Xiao Yan cares about me ..."

"Then she knows that you should assume it every day? Service, now I will repair the fairy, I will not be life in the future!"

Lin Xiaoxian stood up and storned:

"Zhou Jia! I now ordered you, stop the pen and go chess!"

"..."

Although I heard this sentence and helplessly, I couldn't help but laugh now.

It's a strange Lin Xiaoxian, the strange command.

She smiled and smiled, poured in bed, slightly on the eyelids, quickly fight, enjoy a long-lost return.

It is nine o'clock in the morning.

The ginkgo outside the window is swaying in slight swaying, seeing them for more than ten years, but today I found that beautiful scenery is really relaxing.

No wonder the ancient people, I like to write the scenery, I don't move, "express the love of nature" ...

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"Sister, have breakfast."

"coming."

Zhou Jia went out from the bedroom, and Zhou Feng did not adapt.

"Is this so fast? I haven't learned?"

"Learn, then I slept."

"Hey, is it really unfortunate ... Is it falling?"

"Well, sleeping is very fragrant."

"Ok..."

In accordance with Zhou Feng's daily greetings, he is too lazy to say one or two words with his sister.

Just this time, my sister seems to be more energetic than the past, and use his words, it is at least like the robot.

"What about Dad?"

"Overtime, the nearest list, he wants to find some parties."

"Less list? He didn't say a big list last week?"

"He said that, it is a government, but it is said that it is a landmark building, not only a lot of painter grabs, but also the old level of the old level, dad is a normal little manager, and you can't grab it. What light doesn't? "

I didn't talk about Zhou Jia, she didn't understand these things, but the brother was sensitive to this.

It seems that premature maturing is also a certain benefit, some of the things outside the classroom can be learned in advance than the same age.

The table is a simple pickle white porridge, Zhou Jia has drank a few mouthfuls, enough.

Wash the bowl with your brother, when you go back to the house, Zhou Jia saw the wall printed on the "three tree coatings" words on the wall, there is a red circle.

"On November 11th, I do ... What do you mean?"

Today's days were circled, and there was a small annotation of a word.

Who is a circle?

Zhou Jia is not a circle. Double eleven may be a good day for the hand, and you can have a temptation to avoid temptation, try to avoid "defeat" days.

That except for Zhou Feng else.

Zhou Feng. "

"Ok?"

"Do you buy something in the eleventh? What to buy? How much? Where?"

The sister's even beads are can't afford to Zhou Feng, and they will sway:

"Nothing, I don't buy me! The calendar is written on the calendar."

"What does he write? What do you mean?"

"I am estimated that double eleven gives you a shawl."

Zhou Feng dark, sister is really a heart, it is often not hobbies, but I like this thing alone, I see that such a obvious note has not responded.

"shawl?"

"Yes, I asked your dad before, where did you go, don't you say it? So he ..."

Zhou Jia suddenly.

It seems like this, the parents in the world are always very easy to remember some small things.

"But I later ... isn't there again ..."

Zhou Jia suddenly said to vomit.

That is to buy her at the same table last week, very comfortable, very nice, fine workmanship, or her favorite blue blue.

It's just that the father has grown seriously these days, and the top and down school of her brother is different. Everyone is confident.

So not only did my father had seen it, even Zhou Feng is now screaming now:

"You have already bought it? Didn't you see?"

"I will wash it back every day, the balcony is hanging, did you go to the balcony last night?"

"No, ..."

"I didn't see it very much, I'm very embarrassed ..."

Zhou Jia's heart suddenly rose a child's true idea, and maybe this shawl is very human, Lin Xiaoxian gave her, only she got it.

The face of Zhou Feng has begun.

"Big big ... lying channel ..."

Zhou Jia's brow is condensed:

"Zhou Feng, where is the dirty words of learning?"

"No ... Sister ..."

Zhou Feng clearly can't take care of this problem, a nervousness and embarrassment:

"I didn't slip late last night, I didn't see it, I found a big ... big rack ..." in the balcony ...

Big rag?

Staring at Zhou Feng somewhat twisted expression for two seconds, Zhou Jia rushed to the balcony, and he sat in his heart.

The original blue shawl, which was originally hanging on the drying rod, has not been.

Zhou Feng immediately apologized immediately.

"I am sorry, I am ..."

"My shawl? Where?"

Zhou Jia did not want to listen to the process, and his hands couldn't help but pinched.

"I look at it, don't absorb the water, I will throw the trash bucket in the stove."

Zhou Jia runs to the kitchen to start turning the trash.

"Hey ... is not ... The garbage bag is lost last night ..."

Zhou Feng is more difficult to say, and the bitter gourd is like.

Fortunately, his sister seems to be a bit blizzard, but there is no blame.

In fact, we will not blame.

Or is it because the younger brother lost her very important thing, so she didn't have that Kung Fu him, and the brain was full of shawl.

"What is it?"

"The big trash in the yard ..."

"Blue or green?"

"green..."

So Zhou has ran out. After ten minutes, he will come back. Zhou Feng see is a hands and face of his sister.

There is also that most of the shawls are close to the black.

She did not send, and the eyes were severely like a lofty task. They ran to the laundry slit and got picking up.

On the shawl, the viscous oil, there is a thick floating, and dirty water dip ...

At least the washing machine is definitely nothing.

"Sister, use the brush ..."

Zhou Jia ignored this stupid proposal.

This is not a jeans, and the brush is really complete.

Looking at the sister's hands on the bubble, Zhou Feng shrunk his neck, I would like to say how to wash it out.

But he finally didn't dare to open the cavity, like the wrongdo of the wrong dog, and went back to the house in the whole morning, only heard my sister to go back and forth in the bathroom.

I don't know how long, when he saw the shawl on the balcony, he once again glowed a new and elegant Tibetan blue, Zhou Feng hit a chill in the first time.

Take the 13-year-old three, just feel that your sister is terrible.

This is much more powerful, and it is much more obsessed.

What is the hand to make this point ...

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In the room, Zhou Jia, who washed a shawl, was fortunate enough.

Fortunately, I have been throwing out.

It is also fortunate to be just a weekend today.

Otherwise, so many places that break the skin must be better, it will be seen at the same table.

At that time, Lin Xiaoxian failed to ask the flag of "Care" to ask the West, and maybe it is necessary to write into his "Zhou Jia's strange".

Hey, think about being depressed ...

"hiss..."

Zhou Jia opened a bottle of medical alcohol, carefully went to the side of the finger joints and the rear, and the heart was full of victory accomplishment, I feel like a hero.

A hero who successfully rescued the princess from the magic gave.

This shawl is the princess of Zhou Jia's love.

In the future, I will not be the princess of God?

"It's a bit in the second ah ...

Zhou Jia, who is cousin, silently spit himself, and smiled slightly, accidentally pressed the wound, and pumped a breath ...

Alcohol is still very painful when contacting the wound.

The younger brother is still not deliberate, can't blame him.

So Zhou Jia chased the roots, but also to weird Lin Xiaoxian.

The hateful Lin Xiaoxian, if you dare to let her hurt, she must all provoke, let Xiaoyao will not be good with him in their lives ... I will let him feel bad!

The study committee is proud to think.

She still doesn't know what is feeling, but it is definitely better than this ...