Chapter 593 Get up early and wash up, annoying children all the way

Author: Biantang Wushi

Chapter 593 Get up early and wash up, annoying children all the way

She half-squatted down and came to me and whispered, "It's 8:30, go wash your face?"

As he said that, he handed me the small bag of washing. I stood up and stretched my waist, took the bag, and prepared to go forward. Zitong stopped me and said that there were many people in the toilet there, so it would be better to go back.

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Well, when I arrived at the toilet in the car behind, there were also many people. I have a habit of going to the toilet as soon as I woke up, as if a biological clock was formed, but my time was not fixed, as long as

If I don't get up, there is no problem. As long as I get up, I must get up as soon as possible. So although I have time to wash up, I didn't go to wash. Instead, I lined up in the toilet and waited for a long time. Finally, I took the turn.

It's time for me, I finished the scrub and I woke up completely at this time. I went out to the washbasin to brush my teeth, washed my face with a facial cleanser, and took out a razor to shave my beard. I'll be there at noon.

When I see my aunt, I have to dress up.

When I returned to my seat, someone came on the bench I had just slept. Zitong had already soaked the instant noodles and was peeling the eggs we brought from home. Seeing that I was coming, I hurriedly picked up the peeled eggs.

Put it in the instant noodles, take the bag over, take out the towel, put it on the hanger on the window for drying, and then take out two pairs of chopsticks from the bag, one for one, one for a meal, and have eggs

, Having ham sausage is not a big meal.

At this time, I realized that the seat opposite had changed into a mother and son. The young mother leaned against the seat, crossed her legs, and was eating melon seeds "chewed" and the melon seeds kept flying from her lips

The two pieces were divided into two pieces, and shot on the opposite ground with a "puff" and some residue even fell to our lunch box. I looked at her and coughed, but she still did what she wanted. Zitong touched me

his arm, signaled me to ignore her.

Her son is a little boy of four or five years old. He has a paper tube of potato chips on his arm. He pretends to be a robot, raises his arms and waves into the aisle. He makes an unbearable charge in his mouth. He pulls out a potato chip and throws it away.

When you hit you, you will squeeze on you. This mother is of such a quality, how good can the child be? However, children of this age are indeed naughty. As the saying goes, "As aged three,

A five-year-old dog is disgusted, but I have never seen such a noisy child. It almost stopped for a while. I thought, my child must not be like this in the future. What does it look like? Without rules, you can't be able to make a square.

After breakfast, the car arrived at Changde Station. At this time, when I looked at Zitong, I obviously couldn't sit still. Before the car stopped, she stretched out the window from time to time and looked out the window. As soon as she braked, she pulled it.

I ran out of the car, jumped on the platform, breathing greedily in my hometown, like a wanderer who had been away from home for many years. I can understand, because I also miss my hometown, really

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This is the first time I have stepped on the land of Changde. The first feeling is that the winter here is not as dry and cold as Pengcheng. At this moment, the turbulence in my heart is also rippling layer by layer, because I know that in my life, I have

It seems that I have an indissoluble bond with this land, and I will come here often in the future.

After more than an hour, the car slowly entered Shimen Station and looked at the scenery outside. It should have not arrived in the city yet, but Zitong could no longer hold back. She had already urged me to put it from the luggage rack.

I took down the box, packed all the towels, toiletries, and leftover food, and packed them. I asked me to follow her and slowly began to move towards the door of the car.

There are quite a lot of people getting off the bus at Shimen Station. Seeing that they are also packed with big bags, they must be like us. They are all working home to celebrate the New Year. At this time, one of them carried a bulging canvas bag.

The woman squeezed over us, holding a red bucket in one hand and holding a three or four-year-old child with the other hand. The child was chubby and his whole body was round.

The same is true for the head, eyes, and small hands. He stared at his eyes and followed his mother tightly, but he looked very fierce. He held a simulated toy pistol that he had just bought, and the gun was flashing

With the red fluorescent light, he raised his gun and shot at the people passing by from time to time, especially at the head of the boy lying on the chair opposite us, and also said "Biubiu".

", scared the boy and stood up.

When we arrived at the station, we slowly got out of the car with the crowd. As soon as we stopped, we heard someone shouting loudly beside us, Tongtong, Tongtong.

Looking in the sound, I saw a 28 or 29-year-old woman holding a six or seven-year-old boy behind the crowd, waving to us. She was tall, with an oval face and a pair of bright eyebrows.

The big eyes with spirits and a straight nose under the long corners of the eyes. Although one or two crow's feet were faintly visible on the corners of the eyes, there was still a beautiful look in the eyes.

The corners of her mouth were raised, with a sweet smile. The little boy she was holding was fat, with soft black hair, and her big eyes as beautiful as obsidian were shining with the light of innocent happiness. Her skin was fair.

Like glass, her delicate nose was raised high, her cherry mouth and robes made the boy who seemed to be only six or seven years old more lively.

Before Zitong could speak, the little boy had already broken free and held his hand and rushed over. Zitong quickly put down her bag, picked him up, kissed him on the face, and asked repeatedly

I think, Lili, don’t you think my sister doesn’t have it?

The little boy named Lili nodded wildly like a chicken pecking at rice. At this time, the young woman had arrived. Zitong put down the little boy, stepped forward two steps, and hugged her, just like two sisters who had met again after a long time.

It seemed, my eyes were filled with joy.

After a while, the two of them separated. Zitong quickly turned around and pulled my sleeves and told me that this was her aunt and she didn't want her aunt to pick her up, but she still came over.

I quickly laughed and shouted, "Hello, aunt."

My aunt nodded and pulled the little boy standing aside and secretly observing me to the front, saying, Come on, Liu Li, call me brother quickly.

The little guy called me a loud voice, and I hurried up and touched his head, asking him if he was in school? How old is he
Chapter completed!