The Unconventional Legend: Suddenly want to say something.


I wrote about Zuo Xiaoduo's embarrassment that he forced a car to overturn, which aroused many memories.

From the afternoon to the evening, I was reminiscing about my embarrassment.

A lot, a lot.

Then I want to understand why I like this book, why I feel happy and relaxed when I write this book, and why I like Zuo Xiaoduo...

Sometimes, watching Zuo Xiaoduo's naughty and mischievous growth may be like watching his son mischievous, very warm.

But to be honest, my son is very good, he is not as skinny as Zuo Xiaodu.

Zuo Xiaoduo, it's like when I was a kid...cough.

When I was young, I was so skinny. Go up the wall and climb the house, fight and swear, go up the tree to dig out the bird's nest, go down to the river to fish; in winter, drill the ice hole, set fire in the wild... Steal parents' money... The fruit trees at home are gone before they mature...

I was very restless since I was young.

I remember when I was a child, in my teens, I made fishing nets but there was no net, so I removed the window screens; it was late summer, and I slept at night, and the family was almost carried away by mosquitoes...

I was hung up the next morning and hung on the jujube tree outside the gate to smoke; then the few friends I played with all squatted and watched, waiting—waiting After I was smoked, I would catch fish with them again-I have a net-that screen window.

I grew up faceless and skinless, pulled the female classmate’s pigtails, put snakes in the pencil case, suddenly fireworks popped up in the classroom at night for self-study, took a nap at noon and painted on other people’s faces, and wrote to the beautiful teacher...

In those years, my dad went to school to hold parent-teacher meetings every few days.

Then I went home and hung me on the jujube tree...

I grew up later, and my temper became more and more fierce. I didn't even have a trowel in my pocket, and the celestial beetle could go to the sky-so I was sent to the army.

There is a basket full of embarrassment.

To be honest, there are more happy things in this life than embarrassment; but all the happy things have been forgotten. But, none of those embarrassing matters have been forgotten!

I felt really stupid when I was hung on a tree and made faces while being beaten.

After the torrential rain, there was a lot of water in the river, and I rushed in to fish, but I was rushed out for four or five miles... I was vomiting and vomited out half a bowl of sand...

Of course, there is no way for Duto Dogs to enjoy it.

But I still try my best~IndoMTL.com~ can't make this guy feel better-why I was so embarrassed when I was a child, and this guy has to be tall and tall by me?

Then I wanted to hit him especially—there is no reason to just want to hit him!

Um...

Suddenly no mood after writing here, okay, then write here. I will continue to write the update tomorrow morning.

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