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Chapter 1433 The arrogant bird

The sun is bright in May, the wind is gentle, and the leaves are shaking gently in the air.

The sun shines on people warmly and feels comfortable.

Everyone brought stools out and placed them in the yard, brewed a pot of tea, sat in the sun and chatted. The children also became lazy because of the sun, lying on the adult's legs and didn't want to move.

Zhang Yanjun and Zhang Yanming brought two babies, two babies pulled Sun Ying, and the five of them combed the big dog together.

The bristles gently brushed down the hair, dipped in clusters of hair loss. The big dog lay comfortably there and turned out his belly, attracting the attention of several kittens. Meow? Meow?

"Does the cat also lose hair?" Zhang Yanjun reached out and touched a kitten.

"Well, I have to change my hair, too. There are not as many dogs. And they usually have the habit of licking their hair, so most of them have eaten it."

"So you have to regularly melt your hair?"

"Well, hair removal is the medicine that prompts them to expel hair."

Sun Ying was afraid at first, but now she was happy to play. She looked quite harmonious with two little babies. How come she feels like three little classmates are having an event together?

"Look at this kid, how come he looks like a college graduate?" Zhang's mother smiled while watching.

"President." Sun Jiamin said: "When she is forty or fifty in the future, she will look much younger than us. The real president."

"It's a bit more because of your personality. You are too worried and think too much. She is so simple and confused, with a big heart, and if you think too little, you will get old slowly."

"I don't think about it so much. Can this game be controlled?"

"So it's all fate, and what you should do is. This little girl is a blessed person. I can love that child Wang Miao."

Speaking of this, Zhang's mother thought for a while: "Second, why do I remember that you have a little classmate named Wang Miao? Three people. Have you been to our house, right?"

"Yes." Zhang Yanming responded: "I'm talking about elementary school, but I later transferred it to the fifth grade. You have a good memory."

"The key is that he can't forget this name even if he hears it once. It's so special and has little to do with his memory."

Tang Jing nodded: "Indeed, the rate of duplicate names for such names is quite low, easy to remember. If a name like me is too ordinary, there must be many duplicate names."

Tang's mother didn't like to listen anymore and looked at her daughter: "I think it's normal and change it, I'm not good at it."

"This old lady." Tang Jing twitched his face and glanced at his mother.

"Dad, how many brushes can you make?" Zhang Xiaoyue looked at the small basket that puts the dog hair on. The dog hair that was brushed must be kept in the basket, so as not to fly around and be difficult to clean up.

"I can't do much, those soft ones are not good, they have to grow and harder ones."

"Oh." The little girl reached out and grabbed the big dog: "But, it doesn't fall off even if it's hard. Otherwise... Dad, I'll get scissors, right?"

The big dog turned his head and looked at Zhang Xiaoyue, unable to believe it: So you are such a little master.

"You can't cut it if you don't fall off. You're combing your hair to prevent the hair from flying everywhere. You don't have to make a brush, just make a few pieces. You can make it. You don't feel sorry for the big dog."

"There are many, look at this one." The little girl patted the big dog, and made the big dog nervous.

"Then cut your hair or not, will you do it?"

"No, why do you need to cut my hair?" The little girl didn't know who she looked like, she took care of her hair tightly.

"Yes, you don't even do it, why do you cut the big dog's hair?"

"It, it can't speak."

Everyone laughed, and the big dog sobbed at Zhang Yanming a few times, as if complaining.

"This weather, I should go out for a walk." Zhang Ma looked up at the sky.

A few floating clouds are arranged in the blue sky, tiles and blue sky, smearing on the blue base plate like veil.

After Zhang Yanming finished combing the big dog, he grabbed the kitten at his feet and started combing it: "Then go, are you planning to look at the mountains or the water?"

A few kittens at the side turned their heads and were about to run. They ran out for two steps and stopped again. They glanced at them skeptically, then slowly walked back step by step, and smelled them next to the combed kitten.

It seems to be communicating something.

The cat was too small and had little hair. After combing it a few times, Zhang Yanming changed to comb it. The kitten that had just been combed shook a few times and screamed. The other ones surrounded it and smelled it.

"You got the smell of a dog onto the cat," said Zhang's mother: "It's just that everyone in the family knows it, otherwise they will have to fight."

Sun Ying looked at the kitten with stars, and she was a little eager to try it out.

Zhang Yanming said: "Cats are different from dogs. You have to get to know them slowly and get to know them bit by bit, otherwise it will easily scratch you."

Zhang Xiaoyue nodded: "Yes, they have claws, which is amazing."

Sun Ying asked Zhang Xiaoyue: "Then do you dare to hug them?"

"Dare." The little girl looked embarrassed: "But I can't catch up. They ran too fast and went up to the house in a flash, looking at me proudly on it."

"Who told you to always pull others' tails?"

"No more, Doudou and I are no longer together. Now it's Zhang Xiaohuan and Zhang Xiaole who want to grab their tails. I'm watching."

"Aren't you afraid of being scratched by them?" Sun Ying was a little surprised.

"They will never disturb their families, especially their children, and they will hide far away and run away when they see them."

Zhang Yanming kept talking and talking on his hands. He quickly brushed several kittens over and cleaned his hair. The thing was not clean, but it didn't matter at all.

"Can you make a brush?" Tang Doudou asked.

"Come back and make it for you. Let's go shopping with grandparents and grandparents first." The main reason is that there is no glue at home, so I have to buy some back.

"You really want to go out? Where are you going?" Zhang's father asked with his eyes narrowed.

"Why don't you go to the orchard? My parents have never been there yet, and it just blooms now." Sun Hongye suggested.

"It's okay. It's better to go to the waterside now, so go to the orchard and wait until the maple leaves turn red in autumn before going to climb the mountain."

Zhang Yanming nodded and said to Zhang Xiaoyue and Tang Doudou: "Go and ask uncle to prepare the car, let's clean up and see the flowers."

"Is it good-looking?"

“Good. Very good.”

"Then, don't forget to bring a camera? You have to dress your brother up a little more beautifully."

"Okay, go quickly, Xiao Moji." The two little girls were not angry and ran to the front with a giggle.

"How to do it at noon?" Zhang's father asked. The old man has become accustomed to family logistics in his life, and the first thing he wants is the problem of eating.

"This old man, can you still make you hungry if you take you out?" Zhang's mother smiled and patted Zhang's father: "Go change your clothes quickly."

"Where are you changing?" Dad Zhang looked down at his body: "Isn't this good?"

May belongs to midsummer, but this is only for the first time of Jiangsu and Zhejiang. The ancient language that has been passed down now is mostly the case, mainly because the Southern Song Dynasty lived in a corner of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and in the early Ming Dynasty, it also established the capital in Jiangnan.

But for the vast north, May is the name of midsummer and the day of mid-spring. It has been a whole season.

It is the time to wear clothes randomly. Young people are so beautiful and they are already quite thin, but wearing autumn clothes, long trousers, coats are not eye-catching.

Zhang's father is a typical example of chaos. It may be because he has been in the factory for most of his life. He has no particularity and taste in dressing, and only talks about comfort. He has always been something that Zhang's mother looks down on.
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