In the afternoon of early summer, the warm sunshine and the gentle breeze blew the green branches, rustling, rustling.
Occasionally, there are birds flying across the sky, leaving behind bursts of chirping.
Gongliang stretched and woke up.
Even when he is on the road, he will still take some time to take a nap after lunch. Firstly, it is to restore energy, and secondly, he enjoys the rare quiet time in the afternoon. Life is so helpless, why not enjoy every moment?
A day in the life?
In my previous life, even when I was rushing to finish a manuscript.
Every noon, he would brew a pot of cinnamon-flavored Wuyi rock tea, play a song of bésamemuho, and slowly smell, taste, and listen. In the warm sunshine that shone into the room, he would sing with the faint sadness of bésamemuho.
The sultry melody, the quiet aftertaste, and the comfort and comfort of that moment!
Mi Gu was still lying on Yuan Gun's body and fell asleep soundly. She liked sleeping on Yuan Gun's soft hair the most, followed by Gong Liang's belly. Lying on it, with the ups and downs of her belly, it felt very fun.
Although Yuan Gungun and Mi Gu were a bit at odds with each other, she didn't seem to object to Mi Gu sleeping on her, perhaps because it was useless to resist.
Gong Liang looked at the little guy with love in his eyes. He touched her little head and felt that the little guy's hair was a bit long and it was time to cut it.
This little thing's hair is different from others. Others hang down, but she grows up unexpectedly. He wanted to cut her hair some time ago, but then he forgot about it. Anyway, he had nothing to do in the afternoon, so Gongliang cut Migu
Wake her up and give her a haircut.
Mi Gu rubbed his eyes and woke up, listening to Dad's words and sitting on a chair.
Gongliang put a piece of animal skin around her chest and took out scissors to cut it.
When Mi Gu saw the big pair of scissors in his hand, his eyes suddenly widened, and he said a little scared, Dad, you have to be careful, don't cut me.
"Don't worry! Daddy is very good at his craftsmanship. I'll give you a beautiful haircut later." Gongliang said with confidence.
Uh-huh, Migu was very happy and asked curiously, Dad, what is a bun?
"Baozi head? It's like the head of a steamed bun." Gongliang replied in a very unsatisfactory manner.
So what are steamed buns? Migu asked, wagging his tail.
"Baozi! Baozi is a kind of snack with stuffing inside and dough on the outside. There are many kinds, including big pig buns, meat buns, barbecued pork buns, soup dumplings, xiaolongbao, leek buns, bean paste buns, and lotus paste buns.
Bag"
Huh? Gongliang suddenly felt something was wrong. He was cutting her hair, so why did he spread the knowledge about steamed buns?
After listening to Dad's introduction, Mi Gu swallowed her saliva and asked, Dad, are those buns delicious?
"It's delicious. We're going to start cutting your hair. Don't talk anymore, otherwise the hair will fall into your mouth."
Gongliang didn't want to answer any questions about the buns now. In order to prevent the kid from asking again, he quickly picked up the scissors and started cutting them. Migu had no choice but to shut up and not ask, but his little mouth became flat.
According to Gongliang's idea, he wanted to give the little guy a pointed bun haircut with round sides and a slight peak in the middle. Unfortunately, there is often a gap between ideas and reality, and he also thought too highly of his own haircutting skills. As a result, the haircut ended up being the end.
, looking at Mi Gu’s hair that was as messy as a chicken coop, he even scratched his neck in embarrassment. How could this happen?
When I woke up, I lay aside and watched Gong Liang cutting Mi Gu's hair, Yuan Gun and Xiao Ji. At this time, when they saw the hair he had cut for Mi Gu, they looked at each other. Their little eyes were very subtle.
Gongliang scratched his eyebrows, thought about it depressedly, and stopped showing off his super-powerful haircut skills. He flattened Migu's hair and cut it into a buzz cut.
Finally, I looked at it carefully and carefully, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was not ugly. But speaking from conscience, it is not very good-looking either.
After cutting his hair, Gongliang took Migu to the spring to wash his hair.
The little guy took photos again and again in the water. He was very satisfied with Gongliang's haircut. He flew to him and rubbed his face affectionately. Finally, he even flew to Yuanyuan and Xiaoji to show off.
Show off. However, her showing off this time was useless because neither Yuan Gungun nor Xiao Ji liked her hairstyle.
At night, Gongliang stayed in the cave he discovered in the morning.
The campfire during the day had completely eliminated the smell in the cave, but it was still a bit cold, so Gongliang took out the animal skin tent and pitched it to sleep.
A night of silence.
In the early morning, under the pale sky, the mountains in the wilderness were as black as iron, solemn and solemn.
The red sun rises, and the continuous mountain peaks are reflected into dark blue by the light; then, the mist rises, and the milky white gauze separates the mountains, leaving only the green peaks, like a painting with light and dense ink.
After a while, the fog dissipated, and the exposed rock walls and cliffs were dyed red by the sunlight, and gradually turned into a bronze color, which contrasted with the green trees and grass, making them look particularly beautiful.
Gong Liang got up early, walked out of the cave, and went to the open space in front of the mountain to practice Sanda boxing.
Migu and Yuangunuan, and the chickens also started to crow.
Migu learned how to box from Daddy; Yuangun was ordered by Gongliang to lose weight, not only boxing, but also running; Xiaochi kept flapping his wings and exercising on the side, hoping to fly freely like Migu soon.
In the cloud sky.
A breeze brings the fresh breath of the mountains.
Yuan Gun Gun seemed to smell something and immediately ran towards the mountains covered with green trees.
Mi Gu was always paying attention to the movements around him. When he saw Yuan Gungun leaving, he immediately flew to Gongliang to report that Papa and Gun Gun had run away.
Gongliang likes to hear her call Yuan Gungun the most. In the past, when she called Yuan Gungun by her name, she would sometimes use the fourth tone without the stress; sometimes she would use the correct tone of Gun and the second tone, Yang tone, and hold hands
The last sound. Now it’s the second call directly. It’s very fun to hear her milky sounds like “Gun Gun Mum”.
Daddy, run away.
Seeing that Dad didn't speak, Migu shouted again.
Gongliang said: "Then you follow it and see what it is doing."
Well, Mi Gu happily took over this task and flew over after Yuan Gungun.
Yuan Gungun ran quickly through the jungle on the mountainside, unaware that Mi Gu was closely following him.
After running for a while, Yuan Gungun came to a small valley in the mountains. There were no weeds and no trees growing in the valley. There was only a clump of green bamboo. There was a spring between the walls of the valley, and there was a small pool under the spring. There was a spring.
The spring water slowly flows out from the overflowing pool.
As soon as Yuan Gungun entered the valley, he went straight to the green bamboo, smelled and looked at it, then broke a new bamboo shoot from the green bamboo and sat on the ground, ready to feast.
Suddenly, Migu flew down from the sky quickly and spat on it.
Yuan Gungun immediately fell to the ground, unable to move.
Mi Gu came forward and took the bamboo shoots over, smelled them, and took a bite herself. It was sweet, cool, and delicious. She wanted to take it back to Daddy to eat. She flew back to where she came from.
As for what to do with Yuan Gungun, she hasn't thought about it yet.