Red Merry

('Xue Xiang tossed and turned last night and stayed up all night. He didn't know why. Although he knew that a giant star had fallen in the early hours of this night, it stands to reason that he came from a later life, and he already knew about the major events of this world. Basic immunity should not be so restless. But all kinds of melancholy and irritability follow his thoughts one after another, rushing to his heart like waves, disturbing his peace. Xue Xiangyuan thought that he had experienced the baptism of various thoughts on the Internet in later generations, There will be no more worship of him, but when that moment comes, Xue Xiang actually finds his heart trembling. Is it the reluctance for the death of the gods, or the sorrow for the death of the superstar? At that moment, he will never part again. I don't know! He actually has the weight of blending into history and witnessing changes!

Having trouble sleeping all night, he simply got up early, tidied up the clothes in the washing pool, and cleaned the house. His mood calmed down a lot. Before he knew it, time slipped through his fingers. At that time, the big rooster in the compound crowed.When the rooster sang, the world was white, Xue Xiang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky, a blush in the eastern sky gradually expanded, and strands of red clouds spread around, every inch of progress was so slow, this red cloud seemed to be enduring the pain of childbirth, slowly A gap slowly opened, and suddenly, a brand new sun jumped out, emitting a radiant light.As the sun rises, its way is bright, a ray of pride rises in his chest, and the helplessness and decadence of last night dissipate a lot.

Xue Xiang turned back to the kitchen, picked up the thermos bucket and went out the door.When he came back early with a bucket full of soy milk and two steaming bags, it was already [-]:[-].He was not in a hurry to wake up the three of them, but instead put the steamed buns and fritters he bought back into the steamer on the coal stove to keep warm.He specially brought the thermos bucket to hold the soy milk, and also hoped that Sanxiao would sleep more, because today is a special day.

When Xue Xiangzheng called Yuying Campus to ask for leave, there was a noise from Xiaowan and Xiaoyi's room.The biological clocks of the two little ones have already been formed, and they will wake up naturally when the time comes, but there is no movement from the little one.He smiled wryly in his heart: The little guy is cute and innocent, so how can he be at ease when he goes to school, he must still be sleeping soundly.

Xue Xiang gently opened the door of Xiaowan's room, "Xiaowan, go to sleep a little longer, I won't go to school today, I will ask you for leave."

Xiao Wan was about to fold the quilt, but was confused by what the elder brother said, rubbed her head, and asked, "Isn't today Thursday, and I'm not sick, why do you ask for leave?"

"I'm not going, just listen to my brother!"

Xue Xiang smiled back, Xiaowan didn't ask any more questions, and gradually her eldest brother became her reliance, like a brother like a father, and obeying him had already become a habit.Xiaowan didn't take off the quilt and went back to sleep, but turned on the desk lamp to prepare for reading.Xue Xiang took the door, came to Xiaoyi's side, and explained to him as usual. Xiaoyi is a sullen temper, and she is tired of going to class. In order to pretend to be a good student in front of her elder brother, she always imitates her sister. The room is pretending to be a warm book, but he is actually envious of his sister.Why can she not read or study, and be so happy and at ease all day long?As soon as Xue Xiang finished speaking, the little mensao man didn't even bother to ask, so he slipped away, got back into the thin blanket, yawned, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Xue Xiang gave a wry smile, shook his head and went back to the room. The little guy was sleeping soundly. The button of the plaid short-sleeved pajamas was torn open, revealing his round belly. He turned sideways, and his fat little hands and feet were facing Xue Xiang. While hugging him, maintaining a clinging posture, the corners of her pink and tender mouth were sparkling, and she dreamed of something delicious again.Xue Xiang walked to the bed, gently put the thin blanket pushed aside on her belly, and wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue.Unexpectedly, just after he finished wiping the little guy, the little guy's big eyes opened suddenly, and the big eyes blinked and blinked. Suddenly, he smiled, the crescent moon was curved, and the corners of the mouth were shallow, "Hehe, when you open the door , I just woke up, haha, I’m pretending, right? Big guy, you didn’t notice, he kicked off the quilt on purpose, just to see if you can cover him, hehe, big guy is so kind to him!”

The little guy was talking and having fun, looking like he had succeeded in his tricks, giggling for a while, haha ​​for a while, laughing very smugly.Xue Xiang rubbed the little guy's head, and said with a smile, "Do you still want to sleep? Big brother asked you for leave today, and the little one can rest at home for a day. If you want to sleep, you can continue to sleep."

"Oh oh oh, I'm so happy, big guy, let's take him out to play today, and ride a motorcycle!" The little guy didn't have any doubts at all, he didn't even ask why his big brother asked for leave, and his little thoughts were all out of the cage excitement.

Xue Xiang shook his head, and said softly: "Not today, brother is watching TV at home with my baby today. Baby, I bought breakfast, do you want to eat it?"

"Hmph, if you don't go out, don't go out. I want my brother to bring it here and feed me." The little guy rolled his eyes and thought of a small punishment.

Xue Xiang responded with a smile, went back to the kitchen, filled her with a bottle of warm soybean milk with the little guy's earlier feeding bottle, put four or five meat buns on a plate, and returned to the room.When the little guy saw the milk bottle, he pouted: "Why are you using this? People don't use it long ago. No, I want the big guy to replace it with my small flower bowl." At first, when Xue Xiang bought soy milk, everyone used bowls. After filling it for drinking, the little guy found his previous feeding bottle out of nowhere in order to show that he did not take the usual path, opened the nipple slightly, filled it with soy milk, sucked it directly, and proudly showed off in front of everyone.Unexpectedly, Xiaoyi suddenly laughed out loud, joking that she was still a suckling doll, this time, the next guy was not happy, he threw the baby bottle and rushed towards Xiaoyi, the two little ones had a quarrel for a while, before retreating back to the mountain , Since then, the little guy no longer needs a bottle.Xue Xiang had no choice but to use a feeding bottle to hold soy milk this time. The little guy has a frizzy temper. He eats in bed and drinks soy milk from a bowl. No matter how you look at it, it is not safe.

Xue Xiang saw the little guy put up a small face, and said with a smile: "Oh, this baby bottle is for me to drink soy milk. It's served in a bowl. I can't hold it stably, and it's easy to spill it on the bed. Let's eat the buns first, baby."

When the little guy heard it, his face was surprised, and his small thoughts were inexplicably shocked: You, you still use a feeding bottle at such an age!This, this... The little guy couldn't find any words to describe it in his poor vocabulary. She didn't understand how the elder brother dared to risk the world's disgrace (the little guy doesn't know this word, so I will summarize it for her).

Xue Xiang looked at the little guy's face full of astonishment, amused in his heart, walked to the bed, sat down, put the porcelain plate of meat buns on the bedside bed, took a towel and wiped the little guy's hands: "Eat!" Come on, little cat."

The little guy came back to his senses and felt that his stomach was really hungry, so he grabbed a meat bun and started to bite.Xue Xiang also picked up a steamed bun and ate it. He ate a mouthful of steamed stuffed bun and drank soy milk.Xue Xiang pretended not to know, but sizzled the soy milk, the little guy finally couldn't take it anymore, tilted his head, stared at him with big eyes, suddenly, as if he had made up his mind, he grabbed the bottle in Xue Xiang's hand: "This is mine, give it back!"

Xue Xiang laughed loudly, and handed the bottle to the shy and annoyed little guy. A cheerful breakfast cleared his boredom.After breakfast, he told the three of them to watch TV and do their homework at home, and then went out by himself.

When Xue Xiang returned home, it was already lunch time.Last time, the little guy slurped the western food he packed back from Lao Mo and clamored for more, so he stopped by Lao Mo to pack another box of western food, and entered the house with a roll of black gauze under his arm.

After a sumptuous lunch, Xue Xiang was still not feeling sleepy. Holding the little guy, he sat in the main room with Xiaowan and Xiaoyi and watched TV. The revolutionary opera "Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy" was playing on the TV. Although these three or two sets of dramas are played over and over again every day, the three of Xiao Wan still watch them with great interest.A set of drama was performed for more than three hours. Suddenly, the program was interrupted, and the picture suddenly changed to a photo of the Tianning Gate Tower, which stopped moving. Then, bursts of mourning came from the TV.

Xue Xiang looked at his watch. It was past four o'clock. He knew that even though it was a different time and space, what should have happened had happened. A great star had fallen.The three of Xiaowan were watching it interestingly, when the TV screen suddenly changed, and the three of them looked at Xue Xiang in astonishment, as if they wanted an answer from his elder brother. After all, this situation has never been encountered before.

Xue Xiang pointed to the TV and signaled the three of them to continue watching TV and just listen carefully.After the mourning music was played on TV, the list of the funeral committee was read. At this time, the elder Xiao Wan had vaguely sensed something, and opened her ears to listen.

After reading the long list of funeral committees, the screen on the TV remained unchanged, the voice turned, and the Internationale was played. After the Internationale was played three times, a mournful and soul-stirring voice rang out: "To the whole party, the army, all the peoples of the country. The people's book of the ethnic group..."

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Before the broadcast was over, Xiao Wan was already sobbing, Xue Xiang hugged her quickly and kept comforting her, Xiaoyi and Xiaoshi's eyes were confused, they didn't know what happened, why did my sister suddenly cry?

Xue Xiang could understand Xiaowan's mood at this time. The god who guarded the whole country suddenly disappeared one day, and the confusion and reluctance in the hearts of believers could not be dispelled anyway.He didn't feel much grief in his heart, instead he had the feeling of being in the long river of history, watching this long river of history rolling eastward, running non-stop, taking away one great life after another, leaving behind a string of legend.He couldn't help thinking: One day I will be taken away by this river, but will I leave my own legend?

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In addition, this book has a new book recommendation, this week's streaking, and at this time it is only pushing the list for the week.I hope that everyone (conditional) will give a recommendation ticket at twelve o'clock tonight, so that Jiangnan will push the list again last week. If it is still on the weekly list on Monday, Jiangnan will repay it in the fourth update.

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