Yang Yi waved his hand, he knew the late night for the fat love, originally also secretly up the mountain alone, and now I heard that fat back, how to go over to take a look.

Only later to come back, to punish this little girl to write two more words is, Yang Yi touched the chin, laughing is the old gangster.

Late at night is full of fat, naturally do not know that now she too grandfather has thought to add to her.She ran cheerfully to the other side of the small kitchen, and the grandparents she met on the road saw her happy appearance to know what she was going to do.

"Go to the fat, fat is back last night, I'm still sleeping."

Grandma Lin lovingly touched the next night's braids and spoke to the evening.

“Back last night?Great, I'm going to see fat."Stay late and talk to Grandma Lin, although you see fat and fat, late is still a polite good child.

“Go, go.”Grandma Lin watched as she jumped to the small kitchen in the evening, and she turned back to the room.

Just walked to the front of the small kitchen, the late nose was pumped, as if it was the smell of baked sweet potatoes.She pushed open the door of the small kitchen, and Masson was busy in the small kitchen.

A steamer was set up on the stove, steaming, and Masson was wearing only a thin sweater, and his hands were incessant.

In the evening, he quietly probed in, and saw a big black man lying behind the stove.The warm fire shone on its body, and its black hair seemed to have turned golden.

Seeing that the fat fat was still sleeping, he subconsciously lighted the movements in his hands late at night.She went to the stove and sat down, skillfully pulled a few times in the stove, and set aside three gray clumps.

Behind him is soft fat, surrounded by fresh sweet potatoes, late waiting for sweet potatoes not so hot to carefully peel one, sweet potato sweet breath suddenly overbearing.

The fat nose that had been sleeping sucked, and the corners of the mouth were all drooping.Late evening looked funny, white tender fingers thumped the golden sweet potato meat to the fat mouth.

The fat tongue, which was still asleep, rolled, sweet potato meat came to the mouth.Late evening looks funny, unknowingly, an ovened sweet potato all into the fat mouth, but he did not eat a few bites.

Mason looked at this scene in his busyness and suddenly said: "It's late, you have been here for a long time, isn't this point learning with your grandfather?"

Later in the evening, he got up and picked up a sweet potato on the ground and ran: "Uncle Masson, this sweet potato I will take this sweet potato to my grandfather, I will learn in a moment and come to you."

She also knew that she had been staying for a long time, and she did not bring gifts to pay Yang Yi compensation.Although the sweet potato was not baked by her, she borrowed flowers to offer Buddha.

Sure enough, it is Yang Yi who has increased the amount of tasks that greets the evening, and Yang Yi is the special sweet potato that the old god is comfortable with the late evening filial piety.

Late evening is angry and dare not say, who let her only care about fat and forget the study later?

On the one hand to complete the school, on the other hand, it is necessary to resist the sweet taste of sweet potatoes, and to suppress the mood of playing with fat and fat, and the evening morning's learning is very tangled.

Fortunately, after writing for a while, she gradually quieted down, and the homework was completed as decent as ever.Yang Yi waved his hand and kindly let go late, and the late night of the pardon immediately rushed to the small kitchen.

At this time, it was time to eat at noon, and Masson was busy with lunch in the big kitchen, and he did not add chaos at night, but went to the small kitchen to see fat.

Luo Tong naturally knew the news of the fat back, last night Shengqixi had told her, but that time late and Sheng had gone to sleep, she did not tell Sheng and late, only let them come to find out today.

When he entered the kitchen late in the evening, Lo Tong just sat with Shengqixi and looked at the fat.She was still sleeping, the small kitchen was very warm, fat and fat was particularly sweet in the sleeping place, and the rolling stomach was lying together.

Luo Tong did not disturb the fat: "Since the fat down the mountain, leave it at home, wait until next spring and then go back to the mountain, this big cold day, I am not at ease on the mountain."

“Really?Mom, you are really great!”

Before he could speak, he was rushed into the arms of Luotong.The little girl held Luotong's neck and smiled at the dog's legs.

Sheng Qiyi helpless: "I also did not say to send fat away ah, it all came we can not drive him away, after all, raised for several years, have feelings."

He is not the kind of hard-hearted person, although fat stay at home will be a little trouble, but good operation, or can hide the fat news.

As soon as he said this, he was happy at night, and it was a good word to pull the 洢墧.Shengqi Wu did not know that his daughter would pat his ass so much, blowing his father fainted.

At lunch, listen to Masson talk.Last night was the first time he knew that fat was back, and now talking about last night's experience, it was called a flowery dance.

In the winter, everyone ate early and went to bed early.Only Masson was an exception, and he liked to eat and twilight.

Everyone else went back to the room, only he was busy in the small kitchen.He had to do a little fried goods, there was no time to do it during the day, and he was robbed of everything, and he could only take advantage of the night.

In addition to frying, he also had to face at night, leaving the next morning to steam the buns.When Masson was ready to fry the walnuts, Masson heard the knock on the door.

When asked, no one answered, and Masson was a little confused.When he reached the door, Masson asked again, and suddenly there was a loud cry at the door.

"I was stupefied, and the sound was a little familiar."Masson’s eyebrows danced: “Then I asked again if I was fat?”

Everyone pricked their ears and listened to Masson, "Then the door was patted again, and the fat man called again, and I was sure it was really fat."

"I opened the door, my fellow, it's so big now that it's on my shoulders when it's on my shoulders."As Masson said, he had never seen fat again since he had sent the fat back to the mountain in the spring.

Fat fat to see Masson is not happy, big paws on the shoulders of Masson, holding Marson for a long time.Masson was also happy, fat and fat away from home for so long, but wanted to die him.