Break Through the Steam Game Library Chapter 363

Women brought deer heads to a dirty old green painted wooden rectangular dining table. The table top was cracked, and the cracks between the wooden boards were corroded mottled, and some dirt accumulated, but in general, it was The housewife wiped it clean with the black rag on the corner of the table, at least there was no soup juice left on the case.

Three bowls and chopsticks, sitting in the main seat is a tired man in blue overalls. He returned from the vegetable border next to the house. People living in the suburbs may not have their own small courtyard, but there must be a small vegetable garden. Even if there is no field available for farming, some potted plants will be placed.

The sky is now dark and there is no light in the room. On the ceiling is a layer of putty that has been smoked yellow and black. The dusty incandescent lamp is on the middle section of the west wall. The east wall is decorated with oriental red posters and there are still broken pieces. A calendar for the year of the ox and a small electronic clock, a wooden cabinet against the north wall, and a small door leading to the kitchen.

The man was eating a bowl of rice with soup, just a little bit of frozen fish soup overnight, very satisfied.

The woman put the deer head on the table, the protruding kiss almost poked into the large white porcelain rice bowl.

"Hurry up. It's too late."

The moment the deer head was placed on the dining table, Selana was in a daze because everything was accelerating. The two adults hurriedly planed food and did not forget to chat.

"It's time to look for a job... It's been half a year since I was laid off..." the women murmured.

"The third uncle's house is short of people. He said that he was going to the northeast area and cutting down trees in Daxinganling." The man paused briefly, the bowl was empty, he handed the bowl to the woman, and the woman went to give him a full bowl of soup and rice. .

"You must not go. The north side says it is not peaceful."

"I don't want to go, saying that I have frozen to death... Going south, the self-employed will develop better..."

A pair of slick eyes of the deer head reflect this scene. The faint light of the sky reflects on all objects. It is greasy, dumb, and concealed. It is all like this. The color is not important. The important thing is light and shadow. Really reflected in the eyes.

Serrana was a little confused. She saw the woman angrily let the boy eat more. The deer's head did not move. So the woman took the bowl and pulled it into its mouth. The rice and soup leaked out, and the man was warm. The sound fills the children, otherwise they will not have the energy to learn.

The breakfast was over in a hurry. The woman dragged the bicycle out of the utility room, fixed the deer head and a cloth bag on the back seat partition, bid farewell to the man, then stepped into the car, squeaked by the axle, and went out.

Selana trot with the woman cyclist. She walked through the alleys and greeted a few acquaintances. The full tires pressed across the road in the cement, flickering, she flicked the bell and jingled.

Selana thought it was easy to keep up with this simple thing, but it was not simple. The women looked a little decayed, but they were healthy, and they were fine in the alleys. There were a lot of obstructions, and they couldn't ride fast, so they went on the wide road. , Suddenly accelerated, faster and faster, facing the light of the dawn, passing by the foot of the mountains, Serana pursed her mouth and chased for half an hour, and finally stopped panting.

The woman seemed to realize something and stopped the car. On the side of the road, she turned and asked the deer head, "Would you like to hush?"

The deer's head didn't answer, so the woman got out of the car holding it, put it in the bushes, and told him to hurry up.

Selana sighed, "It's saved." She is just an ordinary person now, and she has to carry a heavy Waba Jack, how can she be able to race with wheels.

The woman came back with the deer head. Selana made a trick and sat down in the back seat by herself, holding the deer head in her arms, her schoolbag under her hips, and the woman muttered how it became heavier, and then continued to ride the bike. .

The mountains, rivers, and vegetation are quiet and reserved in the south of the Yangtze River in winter. The frost of a month ago can still be seen in some places, especially in the cracks of some roofs and tiles. Except for the green of pine and bamboo, the yellow of shrubs, and the white of snow, there are no surprises in the world. The mixed colors of the world are actually just small islands swallowed by nature.

The women ride bicycles, carrying Serana and Lu Zhengkang to the isolated island.

Human creations, hardened surfaces, undulating buildings, rushing vehicles and pedestrians, diffuse fragrances and odors, in fact, cities are also natural, but the types of creatures are different. Trees become reinforced concrete, shrubs become a street vendor's market, running water becomes a group of real objects, and the aroma of flowers and plants and the rancid smell are replaced separately.

The woman came to the gate of an elementary school, parked the car, and let the deer head go to class by herself. Selana held it and walked into the school gate.

Inside the gate is a small playground, blocked by trees on the east side and several buildings on the west side. Selana turned her head. The woman waved at her, then turned around on her bike and plunged into the city's river.

A little boy came over and looked up at the deer head, "Lu Zhengkang, you let your mother send you off again."

Selana didn't speak, and the little boy muttered to herself, sucking his nose from time to time, and wiped his face with an embroidered handkerchief in his trouser pocket. With the guidance of the little boy, Selana entered the classroom with the deer head smoothly. She didn't know what she was going to do, so she stared at the blackboard all day. The teachers came and went. The blackboard was full. After rubbing and rubbing, the children trembled on the seat, and their hands holding the pen were numb. They tucked them between their thighs for a while, then pulled out their hands to continue writing.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon. The teacher touched his deflated belly and went out. The children opened the lunch box and started eating, all the movements were all over.

Selana also opened the schoolbag. There was indeed a white iron lunch box inside. It looked a bit ugly. After opening, it was a cold glutinous rice with pickles stuffing. It was fried with oil. She ate it very fragrant.

Halfway through the rice ball, she realized that the deer's head hadn't been eaten. She put this head on the desk, and now dig a spoonful of rice to the deer's mouth. The deer's head did not move. The rice soup in the morning was still stuck in the hair gap. Serana cleaned it up.

Later, she ate all the rice **** by herself.

The craftsmanship of women is very good.

Serrana was happily, the time around was passing quickly, and it was close to school time, when the bell rang, the teachers came in to arrange homework, chirping, like a group of old sparrows.

The monitor is a little girl. She led the health commissioner to Serana's side and said solemnly to the deer head on the table: "Today you are on duty and take out the trash can."

Selana blinked ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and raised the head of the deer. The squad leader and the health committee's eyes moved with it, turning around, turning around twice.

"Hurry up and go when they sweep the floor. I will stay and check it again." The squad leader finally ordered, and ran away to tell the other students on duty.

Selana put the deer head in the cloth bag, then carried the bag on her own, and went out with the big trash can.

One day later, the woman took Serana home.

At night, she lay on that bed. After all, she was an adult woman, a bed that was big enough for a boy, but for her, it was actually a bit cramped, so she curled up sideways and put the deer head on the pillow.

Starting today, she replaced Lu Zhengkang.

When she woke up, she was not in the familiar room in front of her. An alarm clock awakened her. Serrana opened her eyes and saw the alarm clock. This iron thing, against two bells, made a continuous and crisp noise.

The outside is warm in spring, the door is opened, and the outside is no longer a balcony, but a living room. The floor is covered with wooden boards and the table is on the table. It looks like a well-off home.

Women are dressed much more fashionable. As usual, Lu Zhengkang is allowed to sleep for two more minutes, but Serana is not sleepy, put on her coat and get out of bed.

I don't know how long I slept with this, but Serana was quite confused when the moment passed.

The man in the main seat was wearing a suit, smiling, not eating leftovers, but delicious dim sum, wonton and fried dumplings from the breakfast shop, with a fragrant aroma.

Women and men don't have a good face, a meal, eat silently, everyone has their own thoughts.

After the meal, the man drove Serrana to school in a square vintage car.

Halfway through, he asked, "Do you want to talk to Dad or Mom?"

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