The sudden news came when Sun Simiao and He Yiting had already prepared it.

Zhan Yutian Gaohao and the others were temporarily picked up by the car.

Just because of this time they shouldn't be here.

Following is a tragedy.

Sun Simiao has experienced it once, so if you experience it again, you can have more time to observe it.

He Yiting did not leave because of his parents.

If anyone in history can make everyone lose the passion for life, then this event is one.

Except for some elderly people and those with strong self-control, most of them get the president on the radio and lose the motivation to live instantly when he passed away.

Sorrow and sadness enveloped everyone.

"Twice a year, two great people leave, it is indeed a sad New Year!"

The ancestor sat at the gate of the yard, holding a piece of white paper in his hand, and the hands covered with old blue veins were slowly turning.

A bouquet of white flowers appears very blooming.

Because the demand is too high, all communes from villages and even assigned to each brigade, as long as they are skillful, they will be assigned tasks.

It's just a white flower.

Black armbands and white flowers have become the most important colors during this period.

No marriage leave, no laughter.

Even my uncle, who was preparing to get married on the 11th, postponed his wedding date.

Everyone is praying for the president.

Sun Simiao pushed Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu can now say a lot of words, but unfortunately they all jumped in two or two.

As for He Yixing, he had no feeling at all.

After all, he grew up abroad.

I'm not very familiar with huaguo.

He Yiting also grew up in the Sun family and refused to leave.

The grief lasted for a long time, and probably after the fall was over, everyone returned to normal.

The movement that had been influential for more than ten years was soon announced to end.

This is what keeps everyone alive.

Everything that followed, Sun Simiao felt very wonderful.

At least she didn't expect to see those scenes.

"Dad, Xiaowu will leave. Should you take Xiaoliu back?"

It’s really my mother who has been too selfless recently. It is said that Xiao Liu is all taken by her grandmother Chen Xuemei.

Sun Zhiwen was also very angry, but his wife suddenly made an effort. The textile factory was so tired that she endured it.

What's going on?

Sun Zhiwen didn't say anything, but this matter was not something that could be delayed.

"Miaomiao, do you want to see your grandma?"

Are you planning to throw her out?

Sun Simiao shook her head.

Don't go!

It's cold, so she doesn't want to go far.

She doesn't go, but someone can go.

Sun Simiao turned around and saw his brother.

Sun Silin shuddered.

This is the look of being plotted.

When did his sister look at her so kindly?

Only when he can use himself, and at this time he is seen by Sun Simiao.

Sun Zhiwen naturally saw Sun Simiao's eyes.

Compared to his popular daughter, this son has never met his grandmother's house. Besides, this boy has the sweetest mouth, so there must be no problem with speaking or anything else.

"No, I don't want to go!"

Sun Silin waved his hands repeatedly, and was very comfortable with his sister at home. Except for being stared at by He Yixing every day to do his homework, everything was very good.

But when I went to my grandma's house, it is said that there are time regulations for eating.

He doesn't want to go.

But he had no choice but to decide.

Sun Simiao and Sun Zhiwen nodded, and the matter was finalized.

"Come back and let Brother Xiaoxing give you some lessons!"

It was such a pleasant decision.

Sun Zhiwen took his son away, and life at home continued.

[Little ancestor, should we have a bit of a crisis?]

Baoyu's feathers finally grew a thin layer, and they were still red.

It even despises it as ugly.

But what can I do?

Sun Simiao lay on the kang, looking at the hat made by his aunt. This was for his ancestors.

The weather is cold, and my ancestors can't stand it.

"Is the merit worth not enough?"

This is the only reason that Baoyu, the little thing he has to look for him on his own initiative.

Baoyu held his little head with his chubby wings and said:

"It's not that it's not that it's already lacking!"

Is this possible?

Lack?

Isn’t it life if you lack it?

Is this unreasonable?

Baoyu also knew that there was something wrong with what he said, but the problem was too big and he couldn't stand it anymore.

[Little ancestor, it was my fault this time. I didn’t expect that just growing feathers would consume the merit value!]

This statement.

Sun Simiao's eyelids didn't move at all, but just watched her aunt show off the character "Feng" at the corner of the hat with indigo silk thread.

This is really praying for our ancestors with all our hearts.

In fact, after returning from rebirth, Sun Simiao discovered that this merit value has no direct connection with lifespan, but Baoyu insisted on saying that.

Anyway, Sun Simiao had no way to give evidence, so she responded negatively.

Now that Baoyu can finally say something, Sun Simiao has no reaction.

"It's done, if you use it, it's gone. Anyway, I'm already owed it, so let's continue!"

What a big deal.

Baoyu cried!

Woo woo...

It knows that the lie will be difficult to explain clearly at the beginning and will become increasingly difficult to hide.

It seems that's not the case now.

Sun Simiao doesn't care, it cares.

The crying sounds in his head were really tragic. Sun Simiao was afraid that his expression would lose control and scared his aunt.

"Grandma, will you still go to the mountain to pray for blessings this year?"

Compared to being at home, my aunt has to go up the mountain every month.

But no one is allowed to follow.
To be continued...