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Chapter 3 "My bamboo horse's shameful request"(1/2)

 Gaocheng is very small, so after another five or six minutes of riding, we arrived home.

Their home is a small yard.

A nest of swallows was chirping under the eaves of the gate, and the sound of sizzling and the aroma of cooking came from the yard. It smelled like fried shredded potatoes.

After getting off the bicycle, the two looked at each other and stood at the gate in a tacit understanding, sorting out their clothes.

Wen Sisi even used her little hands to cool her still a little hot face, and looked at him, "Liu Qing, what did Liang Yuxi think of your magic?"

"Little sour radish", Liu Qing patted the collar of her school uniform and greeted her.

This girl is jealous to no end, and she is still telling lies.

Pushing the bicycle through the doorway and into the yard, he kicked the car ladder up.

"We're back!"

"Squeak~"

The small wooden door of the kitchen was pushed open, and a tall woman with a gentle temperament walked out.

This is Wen Sisi’s mother.

"Xiaoqing, Sisi, you are back."

The woman wiped her hands on the side of her apron, with a smile on her face, "Come on, let me hug you. I haven't seen you for a few days. I miss you so much."

Liu Qingxin said that it seemed that Aunt Wen had just returned from collecting materials from other places at this time.

She has no husband and no formal job. She has always made a living by writing and painting. This was the case when she first came to Gaocheng five or six years ago and became neighbors with the Liu family.

Mother Wen gave both of them a big hug, and turned them around a few times before letting them down with satisfaction.

"Go and play by yourself for a while, the meal will be ready soon."

"Okay, Aunt Wen, you're busy," Liu Qing said awkwardly, "Would you like me to give you and Mom a shot?"

He wanted to hide just now, but he didn't.

It’s very awkward, I feel like I’m being treated like a child by a girl my age.

When I was a child, I always felt that Aunt Wen was an elder, and I always regarded her as half of my mother. Now that I think about it, she gave birth to Sisi very early. In 2006, she was only in her thirties, which is about the same age as before she traveled through time.<

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"You, just wait and eat. What do men cook?" Wen's mother smiled and left.

Liu Qing was about to go into the kitchen to see his mother when a bass suddenly came from the direction of the living room.

"Where to start! Go and do your homework."

"Dad".

He shouted and walked quickly into the living room.

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw my father who had not yet gone through vicissitudes of life.

Old Liu was sitting on a dilapidated and collapsed sofa, watching a ten-year-old tube TV.

In fact, the Liu family is currently very poor. Their savings have been drained by this yard, and they are reluctant to replace any furniture.

Seeing this old man again, Liu Qing's eyes inevitably swelled again.

It’s great that I have parents again...

In their previous life, they died in the "tide of beasts" after the spiritual surge. He has not seen them for many years.

It took Liu Qing more than ten seconds to calm down.

Fortunately, I didn’t shed any tears this time.

"What are you doing? Go do your homework." Father Liu gave him a strange look.

Then he looked at Wen Sisi with a kind face, "Girl Sisi is back, are you tired today?"

At this time, Liu's mother came to the living room to get something. When she saw this, she smiled and said: "Old Liu, today is Xiaoqing's birthday, so let him play more."

Liu Qing rushed up to her, picked up her mother and spun her around a few times, "Mom, I miss you so much."

You don’t need to be as strict with your mom as you are with your dad.

"Why are you so crazy? You think so after not seeing each other for a few hours." Mother Liu smiled softly and patted his back.

"Okay, okay, stop hugging me and go play with Sisi."

Liu Qing was then willing to let go, but she didn't leave. Instead, she kept staring at her mother's young face.

I didn’t expect that my mother was quite beautiful when she was young...

No wonder I am so handsome that the world is shattered and the earth is shattered. The sun and the moon are dim and the mountains and rivers are shattered. It turns out it is hereditary.

Mother Liu was confused by what she saw, she laughed and cursed, took the things and left.

Liu Qing slumped down on the sofa and planned to talk to Lao Liu, but he got a sideways glance before he even opened his mouth.

"Humph, I don't have a standing posture, I don't have a sitting posture, I don't have a formal appearance, look at how well people think and behave."

Liu Qing had no choice but to straighten her posture and said, "Dad, isn't home a place to relax?"

"False talk," Lao Liu scolded, "go back to your room and do your homework."

Wen Sisi winked at him outside the living room, covered her mouth with her wide sleeves, and smiled.

Liu Qing expressed helplessness and had to go back to the room first.

The Qing Dynasty would be very pleased to know that there are still people with such feudal legacy in the 21st century.

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Liu Qing's bedroom is to the west of the living room.

Opening the door with ease, memories hit me.

It’s both strange and familiar.

The crib is next to the wall, and there are several posters on the wall. They are the favorite anime characters of children of this era, such as Slam Dunk, Naruto and the like.

There is a row of various gadgets placed by the window, most of which are small toys left over from elementary school.

Plastic guns, Water Margin character cards, yo-yos, plastic little people, wind-up iron frogs, a box of glass marbles, a four-wheel drive car, plastic bamboo dragonflies, a small paper umbrella included in the cake box, etc.
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The entire window sill was packed to the brim.

He was like this when he was a child, not willing to throw away anything.

Throwing his schoolbag aside, Liu Qing turned left and right with interest, and then lay down on his small bed. The strangeness brought about by the passage of time quickly became lighter.

These miscellaneous items only take up half of the entire house.

The other half is a large open space, with only a wardrobe, a basketball, and a box of sundries. It is very empty.

After watching again and again, Liu Qing suddenly said to himself:

"It's weird, I always feel that the house is quite inconsistent."

"What's the violation..."

After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't figure it out, so I decided to tidy up the house first and throw away all the useless stuff.

At this time, Wen Sisi put away her schoolbag and went downstairs.

The little girl handed over a greeting card, "Hey, here it is for you. Happy birthday to you, stinky guy."

Liu Qing was surprised: "Xiao Sisi, why do you draw so fast!"

"I drew it before I broke up with you, and I planned to throw it away."

Wen Sisi couldn't help but regain her gentleness now. She pursed her soft lips and lightly punched him, "Huh, bad guy, let's continue to break off our relationship."

"Breaking off our relationship, why don't we break up our relationship? Let's talk about it again, be careful if I say weird things and make you embarrassed." Liu Qing laughed happily and went to touch her head.

Wen Sisi muttered, pretending to be confused, "You are always so out of tune today. I almost don't recognize you. You must not be contaminated by anything, Liu Qing. You should read less unhealthy books."

"No way, I never look at it."

"Bah, I don't believe it," Wen Sisi spat.

"Why don't you believe it?"

"Because it's impossible. If you are so bad, you will definitely look at it secretly."

Liu Qing put her face close to the other person's ear and whispered: "Is it because you are also watching, so you don't believe that I never watch?"

"Oh, you're going to die." The little girl was startled, retorted hurriedly, and reached out to pinch him.

"I am a pure and innocent girl, how can I watch those unhealthy things?"

"Oh~ I understand."

Liu Qing straightened up with a long voice, pretending to suddenly realize, "It turns out that "My Bamboo Horse's Shameful Request" is a healthy thing. Okay, I will go to your house to get it now, and let's have a reading party."
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To be continued...
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