"Hey, kid, give me your lollipop."
Three-year-old Pei Yun Fei looked up and saw a child squatting on the wall of his house. He is as big as himself, and his clothes are very new in color, but they are stained with mud. His little face is covered with dust and he can't see clearly.
"Hey, did you hear that?" A vicious voice.
"No ... no, it's mine." Seems to be scared, little Pei Yun Fei blushed and hid the lollipop behind her. His mother gave it to him. He didn't want to give it to this fierce child.
"Hey hey, don't give? This is not for you to decide. " The child curled his mouth and jumped off the wall. He looked at Pei Yun Fei proudly and opened his mouth in surprise. "What are you looking at? Not afraid of mosquitoes flying in? "
"You, don't your feet hurt?" God, it must be very painful for him to jump from such a high place. I want my mother to blow. "Hum, idiot." While Pei Yun Fei was away, the child quickly grabbed the lollipop in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth. "I'm not you." "Oh, that's mine. Give it back to me. " Pei Yun Fei was so anxious that he wanted to cry that he reached out and grabbed it. He was pushed by the child and fell to the ground. "You can take it if you have the ability." The child looked at him on the ground with what he thought was contempt.
Yun Fei stood up several times to catch it, but the children dodged or pushed it down, and his clothes were dirty. When his mother comes back, she must think that he is not a good boy. What should I do? Thought of here, Yun Fei actually sat on the ground and burst into tears.
"Hey, kid, why are you crying? You are a boy. " Seeing him crying sadly, the child was at a loss. "So, this lollipop back to you. I don't want it. Stop crying. "
"You ... ate it all, why give it back to me?" Yun Fei turned around and cried even harder. "Oh, all in all, don't cry. It's ugly. I will not marry you in the future. "
"You said ... wow ..." "Well, I'll marry you, I'll marry you, don't cry." "Really?" Pei Yun Fei stopped crying and looked at the child with red eyes.
"That's right, that's right." Seeing that he still didn't believe it, he sighed: "Come, let's pull the hook."
Smell your nose. "Very good."
"Hook, hook, one hundred years, don't go back on our word ..."