80s: Little Sweet Wife

The next day, Wu Mei got up at 7:30 on time. He Biyun was cooking breakfast in the corridor. Her eyes were dark. It seemed that she hadn't slept well last night. It was already October, and the morning was a little cold. I made blue overalls, put on a white shirt, white sneakers, and the ponytail was tied high, which looked very refreshing.

"Dad, Xiong Mumu asked me to accompany him to buy pen and paper."

Wu Mei took a sip of milk and then peeled a boiled egg. This morning's breakfast was very rich, boiled eggs, steaming small soup dumplings, which should have been bought from outside, black rice porridge, and two delicate plates. side dishes.

Dare Qing He Biyun thought about it all night and figured it out, hum, this is just the beginning!

Wu Zhengsi was also very satisfied with the rich breakfast, but at the same time he was a little annoyed. He should have said those words earlier. Wu Zhengsi, who was in a good mood, smiled happily.

"Go, come back early."

"Okay, Dad, I'm leaving!"

Wu Mei drank the milk in one gulp and left with a schoolbag on his back. In the schoolbag was a ball that was happily nibbling on candy. Uncle Qiu was having a good time with Xiong Mumu now, and the Xiong family's candy also decreased sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye. Zhao Yingnan always reminds Xiong Mumu to brush his teeth three times a day.

Xiong Mumu was already waiting downstairs, Wu Mei ran over and squeezed him out of the car, "I'll take you, you're riding too slowly."

"Where's Ball? I brought it candy."

Xiong Mumu grabbed a large amount of candy from the bag, and the **** in Wumei's schoolbag flashed suddenly and rushed into Xiong Mumu's arms, cooing non-stop, so happy that Xiong Mumu couldn't even close his teeth.

"You don't give Qiuqiu candy, what will you do if Qiuqiu's teeth fall out?"

Wu Mei kicked up the car and turned around to blame Xiong Mumu. He didn't know if the squirrel could eat candy, but there was nothing wrong with watching Qiuqiu, so it shouldn't be a problem.

"Cuckoo"

Qiuqiu Chong Wumei called out in dissatisfaction a few times, how could it be possible for Qiuqiu to lose his teeth?

Xiong Mumu smiled proudly, "Look, Qiuqiu has protested, Qiuqiu is good, I will take care of your candy in the future."

Qiuqiu's long tail flicked, and patted Xiong Mumu generously with a paw, nibbling on the candy contentedly.

Nanshui Street is a little far from No. 1 Middle School, and it takes half an hour to ride a bicycle. When Wumei and the others arrived at Nanshui Street, there were not many people who set up stalls on the street. Many people yawned and set up stalls. There were not many pedestrians, there were three or two cats, and some stall owners simply put their hands in their sleeves and closed their eyes to rest.

The shop that buys paper is at the very end of the street. The storefront is not too big~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The owner has just opened the door and is unloading the wooden boards from the door. Now there are no rolling gates, and the gates of the storefronts are generally wooden gates. , of course, it is not the kind of ordinary wooden door, but about seven or eight inches wide wooden board piece by piece.

When the door is opened, the wooden board is unloaded, and it is put in when the door is closed. Finally, the door bolt is closed, which is very firm. This kind of door is rare in later generations, but at this time, the slightly larger storefronts are basically this kind of door.

"It's early, let's go over there and have a look." Xiong Mumu said, pointing to the booth inside.

Wu Mei is not interested in any antiques. She doesn't understand these things. It can really be regarded as fake, and fake can be regarded as real, but there is no other place to go to see it.

"Cuckoo"

Qiuqiu was very excited, and his two paws kept pointing forward, Xiong Mumu smiled, "Qiuqiu wants to go shopping, can this little guy still understand antiques?"

Unhappy Uncle Qiu slapped it with his paw. Why didn't he understand these things? These are just like good medicine. Good things naturally have spirituality. As long as they have spirituality, they can feel it. Eight zero sweet wife