Children's Day is coming soon. This festival was just for children, but as the pressure of society gradually increases, many adults also regard Children's Day as their own festival. Maybe it is to regain the happiness of childhood, or maybe it is to make themselves relaxed like children. But in the final analysis, this is still a festival for children. But some children can celebrate the festival happily, while some children spend their own festivals in suffering.

This is a fourth-tier city, and maybe it is not even a fourth-tier city.

A shabby tricycle, a father wearing a hat and sweating profusely, and a little girl wearing a down jacket sitting at the front of the tricycle in such a hot day.

My father's skin was dark and wearing a big vest and singing songs, looking very happy. The little girl was only two or three years old, wrapped in a thick down jacket, and her face looked sickly white. But if she ignored this sickly white, she would find that this was a heartbreaking child, and it would not be an exaggeration to choose from a thousand miles away.

"If you have dried wine, you can't sell it...If you have dried wine, you can't sell it..." The father, who was riding a tricycle, sang happily at the top of his voice: "If you have dried wine, you can't sell it...If you have dried wine, you can't sell it..."

Tiredness and fatigue, as well as the embarrassment of life, seemed to be the reason for his happiness. He could not hear any complaints about life in his singing, but on the contrary, he was full of hope.

"Dad," the little girl turned her head and whispered to her father: "Work well."

The singing stopped, and the father wiped his sweat and smiled, "Okay, our princess will do whatever she says, and start working hard...boo!"

The father kissed his daughter's little mouth hard, and the little girl smiled with her lips pursed, her eyes completed two beautiful crescent moons, and her originally sick cheeks were lightly blushed.

"There are ragged wine bottles for sale!" My father pedaled the tricycle hard, raised his head wearing a straw hat and sang: "Cancel home appliances, TVs, computers, refrigerators...break copper, iron, and cell phones..."

One big and one small, they were moving forward on a tricycle. Even if they were sweating all the way, the group could not feel the warmth. The little girl sat obediently at the front of the car, listening to her father's shouting at work, and shouting.

"There are bottles of wine that are broken and sold, and you can buy home appliances, TVs, computers and refrigerators..."

There are almost no scenery in this city, it is just a transformation city with energy exhaustion. If you have to talk about a scenic spot, perhaps besides the openness of the municipal square, it is the father and daughter. If it is just a father, it would be too ordinary, but this little girl is so beautiful that no one can forget after seeing her.

"Old Sun, come here, there's a little paper shell." The owner of a fruit stall called out to the father.

"Come!"

The father, known as Lao Sun, stepped on the tricycle hard and stopped beside the fruit stall. He first carried his daughter down, then took off his straw hat with a smile, took out a cheap cigarette and handed it over.

"Boss Hu, how is the business today? Oh, there are a lot of waste paper shells, the business is good! Hahaha..."

Lao Sun is not old, but is still very young.

"Dad, work." The little girl reached out and pulled the corner of her father's clothes, took out a small calculator from the pocket of her down jacket.

"Okay, work!" Lao Sun smiled.

He skillfully stomped all the paper shells together and tied them up with ropes to weigh them. Then he put them in the tricycle in one hand, and placed them neatly with his hands and feet.

"Thirteen pounds and seven ounces, rounded up, fourteen pounds!" Lao Sun smiled as he bit his cigarette.

"Didi..."

The little girl quickly pressed the calculator, then took a look at the fruit stall owner, took out her small wallet, and took out a handful of change from it with her snow-white hands. She counted it very seriously, and after she had enough, she handed it to the boss.

"Boss, my father can't settle the score. Thirteen pounds and seven ounces will be fine." The little girl made a slutty voice.

"Oh, Xiao Luoshui is really good at settleing the score, hahaha... OK, even if it's thirteen pounds, hahaha... Come on, take this apple, uncle gives you food, hahaha..."

The fruit stall owner laughed and took out a big apple and handed it to the girl. Unfortunately, the girl just shook her head, carefully put away the calculator and wallet, and began to climb up to the front of the tricycle.

"I don't want this kid for free? I'm not promising, so why don't you thank uncle quickly?" Lao Sun smiled and cursed, reaching out to take the apple and chew it.

"Thank you uncle." The girl thanked her and pinched Lao Sun's waist with her backhand.

"Hehehe..."

Lao Sun was having fun there and ate a bite of the big apple again.

"I said Lao Sun, you are such a thief, haha." The owner of the fruit stall handed a Greater China and said, "Lao Sun, what did you do in the past? There is no one else in this body, and there are so many scars. I feel that I am not an ordinary person, right?"

"I used to be a special force!" Lao Sun took the cigarette and lit it, and took a pleasant sip: "You don't believe it. I was so hungry back then. That was really awesome! Do you know the Hunter School? It's just that you rushed out of the school in Amazon? Hi, let me tell you, I played in that school back then, and I was playing around. Isn't Hunter No. 1 a dog? I'm slaughtered it, let alone, foreign dog meat is better than our dog meat!"

"Really, fake? Hahaha..." The fruit stall owner smiled.

"Nonsense, of course it's true. Come on, come on, come on, come on and have another cigarette." Lao Sun reached out and asked for another Great China clamped it in his ear, and sniffed the one on his hand: "I won't tell you about our Hunter School, I'll tell you that we were chased by Saudi princess and there was no place to run away. Tsk tsk... Saudi Arabia knows it? It's so rich, but a prince in Saudi Arabia is a 2x. This guy's biggest wish is to be an Abdul rock youth..."

I often come to collect rags, and the people here are familiar with Lao Sun, and it seems that I like to listen to him blowing here. After a while, many people gathered around me, and I listened with relish.

"Old Sun, is that Saudi princess hairy or not? Black or golden?"

"You said that the prince gave you 10 billion, why are you still collecting junk here? Haha..."

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One cigarette after another was smoking, and someone next to him quenched the thirst of watermelon. Lao Sun was blowing the sky, until the little girl poked his waist.

"Dad, mom should take medicine, don't blow." The little girl looked dissatisfied and frowned.

"Oh, I almost forgot! Okay, brothers, let's brag again another day. Next time I will tell you about my fight for more than 100 special forces soldiers by myself. Let's go first, Wanglaoji will be the same next time, and if you eat too much watermelon, your stomach will be swelling..."

Lao Sun quickly got on the tricycle and took his daughter home while singing.

"If you sell wine, you don't have to sell wine, you don't have to sell wine."

"Dad, don't brag about them in the future, you have to work hard." The little girl said seriously.

"Blow? My little goddess, is my dad the kind of bragging person?" Lao Sun grinned and kissed his daughter's little mouth and said, "Dad used to be a special forces soldier. Really, if you don't believe me, please ask you. Mom, hehe..."

"Mom said you are a swelling soldier." The girl bit her fingers and blinked her big gem-like eyes and said, "The swelling soldier who is always beaten with a bruised nose and a swollen face, giggle..."

The little girl giggled, and Lao Sun's face turned black.

"Fuck, no, I have to fuck you hard when I get home! Dad, I dare to say that!"

The little girl smiled again, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

"Dad, can I ask for a gift?" the little girl asked with her head tilted.

"Say whatever you want!" Lao Sun set out his hand to touch his daughter's head indulge indulgence and said, "The day after tomorrow is Children's Day. I will give you whatever my little goddess wants!"

"I want to be with my parents forever and be together happily."

"Hahahaha...must be drip! Luoshui, it's done, Dad will take you over the Porsche! Hahahaha..."

A shabby tricycle was about to fly by Lao Sun, just like his simple happiness.
Chapter completed!