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Chapter 21 Little Current Affairs

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"My childhood?" Wang Li looked back and faced Zhao Qian's expectant gaze. He shook his head and smiled: "My childhood was not amazing at all, and it was no different from an ordinary child."

"How is that possible? Sir, just talk. Qian'er is very interested." Zhao Qian looked at Wang Li with beautiful eyes wide open, her eyes full of disbelief.

"When I was a kid?"

Wang Li looked up at the sky, and in a daze, he returned to that summer afternoon. In the park, he and her were playing happily, with cicadas chirping and pine and camphor trees turning into shade. When this season comes, you can see fat and green fleshworms everywhere, or climb on trees, and fall to the ground.

"Haha, it's so fun, Wang Li, let's play a more interesting game." The little girl said excitedly. Wang Li touched his head and asked curiously: "A more interesting game?"

"Let's play and see me." The girl suddenly raised her legs and stepped down hard. She saw a huge fat worm suddenly covered by her feet.

"West cross!" The sandals fell to the ground, and a green juice splashed in front of her feet, flew straight out half a meter away. She cheered excitedly: "Let's compete with who can shoot farther."

Wang Li looked at the fat insect that was stepped on into a thin piece of skin, and he didn't know where he felt excited: "It's so fun, stepping on this is much more fun than stepping on a burst of ice packs."

As he said that, he walked forward and found a fat worm that was moving forward, and stepped down with a sudden kick. "Span!" The green juice flew out a meter away, watching it ejaculated so far. He became even more excited: "I ejaculated further than you."

When the girl saw it, she pouted her mouth and said unconvincedly: "What's the matter? I can go further than you."

"Ship West!" "Ship West West!" "Ship West West!" There was always such a sound in the park during the summer afternoon. At that time, the two of them didn't know the importance of their lives, and they didn't realize it. Every step fell down was the disappearance of a life.

Thinking of that summer day, a smile suddenly appeared on Wang Li's face, and suddenly fifteen years passed. At that time, he thought that he would never grow up in his life and would be so happy every day.

"Sir, have you remembered something very interesting?" Zhao Qian, who was beside her, looked at Wang Li's pupils and felt like she was falling into memories. Just looking at the unnatural smile on his face, you can tell that she must have remembered some very beautiful things when she was a child. For a moment, she seemed to be infected, and her heart was filled with joy.

“Interesting thing.”

Wang Li came back to his senses. Unexpectedly, he would still lose his composure now. He sighed. The memories and the overflowing happiness just now dispersed his desires a lot. His previous words were all around that goal.

"Yes, it's a very interesting thing." He looked at Zhao Qian.

"In fact, most people's childhoods are similar, innocent and innocent. They don't know the world, and they are so happy every day. They think they will never grow up and live happily by their parents forever."

"I was almost the same when I was a child. I still feel funny when I think about it. Was I really me back then? When I was a child, I actually wet the bed. When I was a child, I actually played Mudba as well."

"When I was a childish person, I played house with people so naively. A few children played the role of parents and children, holding some broken bowls and dishings, and making some weeds as vegetables. Haha!"

Wang Li laughed as he said that. At this moment, he couldn't say anything relaxed, wandering in this atmosphere and was unwilling to leave.

"Sir, too, wet the bed when he was a kid?"

Zhao Qian looked at Wang Li as if she had discovered a new world, and couldn't believe it. She had always heard Gongzipan say that she had met him in person yesterday. She just thought Wang Li was arrogant and not a mortal, but she didn't expect that he had such a side.

"It's normal for children to have such things." Wang Li smiled: "Of course, I won't do it now."

"Haha!" Zhao Qian looked at Wang Li with seriousness, as if she wanted to show that she could not wet the bed now, and she was immediately amused. She didn't expect that the gentleman was such an interesting person.

After laughing for a moment, she felt a little out of control, so she covered her mouth and forced herself to control herself, but the smile on her face was lingering: "Also, sir, can you play Mudba? How do you play?"

"Play with mud." Wang Li walked to a ditch in the backyard, and did not bother to worry about mud, so he took out a ball from inside, then kneaded it vigorously into a bowl shape, and pulled it down to the ground vigorously.

"Broken!" The mud fell to the ground and made a loud bang. The bowl-shaped mud was flattened. A big hole was blown up at the bottom of the bowl. Wang Li pointed to the bottom of the bowl and said.

"The sound just now, and the hole that exploded on it. When I was a child, I compared with my friends who fell louder and who exploded the hole bigger. I was so happy to play at that time."

"It's really interesting. Can Niba still play like this?" Zhao Qian looked at Niba who was falling off her feet and was eager to try it out. When she was a child, she had no friends to play games with her, so she felt very happy just staying by her mother's side.

Seeing Wang Li playing with mud like this, she felt extremely novel.

"Haha, in addition to playing like this, we will also knead the mud into various shapes, such as city walls, houses, carriages, and all kinds of things that can be seen. I will pinch them out and put them in the sun to dry them, and see who pinchs the most."

"As a result, there were all kinds of clay sculptures in front of my house. Later, we made more of them. We really made a small town with countless villains and chariots. We all played war games together. At that time, we thought, but unfortunately they were all made of clay and could not move."

Wang Li said as he went to the ditch to wash his hands: "In addition to playing mud, there were many interesting games when he was a child."

Zhao Qian opened her beautiful eyes wide and listened to Wang Li's narration. She felt that she had become Wang Li when she was a child, playing with such interesting things with him. She was new and unspeakable happiness in her heart.

"Sir, can you tell me, Qian'er never knew such an interesting thing."

Wang Li nodded: "When I was a child, I didn't have much toy to play with, so I could only play with mud. When we get older, we will make some small toys ourselves, such as rolling iron rings."

"We will remove the iron ring used by adults to hold the barrel, and then push the iron ring on the ground with an iron stick. At that time, I don't know how many wooden barrels were hit by seedlings. At that time, many people were beaten and scolded by their parents for a iron ring."

"In addition to rolling the iron rings, we also made slingshots, and then each brought their own slingshots to shoot birds everywhere and went up the mountain to shoot rabbits." Looking at Zhao Qian a little puzzled. He described again: "The slingshot is like a bow and arrow, but the lethality is smaller than that of a bow and arrow."

"Sir, do you beat a rabbit?" Zhao Qian suddenly heard Wang Li say, "Sir, how can you beat a rabbit? How cute is the rabbit? Qian'er raises a little white rabbit. This time she left the palace. I don't know if anyone is taking care of the little rabbit or feeding it."

"When I was a child, after my mother died, she had a little rabbit. Qian'er finally got happy. It has been with me all these years."

"At that time, we just thought it was fun. We didn't do this when we grew up, but the rabbit jumped very quickly, so it was difficult for us to hit it." Wang Li said this, and the topic changed: "In addition to making slingshots, we also play origami."

As he said that, Wang Li took out a small stack of paper from his pocket, all of which were cut into white papers that were sized and folded in half. He casually pulled out two of them from them and then quickly folded a paper plane.

"Look, this is called a paper airplane, it can fly." Wang Li took the paper airplane and threw it upwards. The paper airplane flew out, first flying to a high place, then slowly hovered and turned around for a few times before landing.

"It's interesting, you can try it too." Wang Li said to Zhao Qian. Zhao Qian looked at the landing plane and ran over quickly, then put the plane out like Wang Li, but she was less powerful and had no experience, so the plane could not fly that high.

"It's really interesting. The gentleman also said that he was not very good at all when he was a child, but he could use mud to make all kinds of things, make slingshots, and such magical planes. The young master and the others couldn't even think of these things."

Holding the paper plane, Zhao Qian looked at Wang Li in admiration, and then flew several times, feeling extremely interesting. She ran around happily, smiling happily from time to time, only to feel that she had never had happiness since her mother passed away. No, even when she was there, she was not so happy.

"Oh!" Suddenly she exclaimed, and the paper plane hovered and landed directly in the ditch next to her. She hurriedly ran to pick it up, but just soaked the water, and the paper became soft and covered with mud.

"Sir, Qian'er broke your paper plane." Holding the paper plane soaked in mud, Zhao Qian said to Wang Li with a embarrassed look on her face. The words "paper plane" were so hard that she could say it.

"It's okay, sir, just give it to you, but don't fly it into the water next time."

"Really? Sir, I want to give me one." Zhao Qian looked at Wang Li with joy.

Wang Li did it as soon as he said, and then he handed it over to Zhao Qian. He thought to himself that he was playing with mud and broke the plane to pick up girls. He could still be so happy that he was probably the only one in the world.

After folding the plane, Wang Li thought about it and then folded a paper crane: "Qian'er, do you think this looks like a little bird?"

"It really looks like it." Zhao Qian took the paper crane and fiddled with its wings: "It still has wings, but can this little bird fly like an airplane?"

"Of course not, but its wings will move, Qian'er, pull its tail and see." Zhao Qian tried to pull the tail of the paper crane, and the wings of the paper crane began to move. "Check it back."

Zhao Qian recycled her tail again, and the wings of the paper crane were also back. She kept pulling up curiously, and the wings of the paper crane were flapping with her hands. "So interesting!"

"I'll give it to Qian'er. I'm really grateful to Qian'er today. I haven't been so relaxed and happy for a long time."

Wang Li said with a smile. Zhao Qian listened, her eyes lit up, holding the paper plane and the paper crane in her hand, as if she was holding some treasure, and then suddenly seemed to think of something, looking at Wang Li with her eyes as if she was about to melt him.

This morning was an extremely happy time for both Wang Li and Zhao Qian.
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