Chapter 65
"Stop shouting, your eardrums hurt from the shock."

On the first day of the new year, he said something angrily, sat up covering his waist, and saw that he had fallen so badly, but he didn't come to help, and he was still yelling?

"Can I not yell? You are so mad at me. Although your grandma and aunt bully you, your father looks down on you, you are dark and ugly, and your brain is stupid. The poor rats in the family will walk around when they see you. You still have a crush on a man you will never get, but this is not enough to hang yourself? Do you know how scary people hang themselves? The tongue and head stick out so long, the eyeballs bulge out of their sockets, and the owl is waiting to eat you Where are the eyeballs!"

Zhu Zhihao even said that acting is representative, staring at his eyes for a while, sticking out his tongue for a while, and pinching his own neck with both hands, perfectly acting out the tragic situation of a hanged ghost.

On the first day of the new year, he looked at him speechlessly, and asked him in a cool voice: "According to what you said, do you think it is necessary for me to live?"

Zhu Zhihao stopped performing and looked at the first day of the new year full of sympathy.

Indeed. There is no need to live anymore.

Shaking his head on the first day of the new year, he put his hands on the ground, ready to stand up.

However, Zhu Zhihao misunderstood, thinking that she still wanted to hang himself, so he stopped her eagerly shouting with both hands.

"On the first day of junior high school, although you are a bit miserable, as long as you are not like Xiang Haozi, our brothers can help you with other things."

"is it?"

On the first day of the new year, my eardrums hurt from his noise, and I didn't bother to explain. I was afraid of falling, and I couldn't climb trees. It happened that a volunteer laborer came, so it was useless.

"Yes, tell me!" Seeing that she was thinking about it, Zhu Zhihao nodded vigorously.

"Can you help me pick the hawthorn?"

The first couple smiled brightly at him, stretched out their slender fingers, and pointed at the red and glistening hawthorns on the tree.

"Huh? That's all?"

Zhu Zhihao thought she had to bring up such a difficult matter!Let him climb a tree to pick hawthorns after a long time of trouble?
"Yes, that's all."

Nodding with a smile on the first day of the new year, Zhu Zhihao was infected by her smile, turned around without hesitation and spat twice into the palm of his hand, and climbed up the tree in a few strokes.

On the first day of the new year, I was envious under the tree. Zhu Zhihao was tall and burly, but he climbed up the tree dexterously like a monkey grandson, and reached the top of the tree in a few strokes.

The higher the hawthorn is, the redder it is, the better it is, and the hawthorn is bigger than the lower one, and the taste is more delicious.

"Pick more."

On the first day of the lunar year, he folded his hands around his mouth and shouted loudly to Zhu Zhihao who was sitting on the tree.

"You go on, I drop it."

Standing on the tree, Zhu Zhihao smiled triumphantly, shouted at the first day of the new year, grabbed the branch and shook it violently.

A red hawthorn rain started, and I was so scared that I ran away on the first day of the new year.

"Is it enough?"

Zhu Zhihao saw the appearance of avoiding the hawthorn in a hurry at the beginning of the year, and thought it was amusing, and shook the branches vigorously a few times. After seeing a thick layer on the ground, he smiled and asked about the first day of the new year.

"enough."

Looking at the hawthorns all over the ground on the first day of the new year, he agreed, and raised his head to ask Zhu Zhihao for the net bag: "Throw the net bag down."

"You still want to hang yourself?"

Zhu Zhihao stared at her with fixed eyebrows, the net pocket was confiscated by him in his trouser pocket.

"What kind of hanging? Give it to me quickly, I want to pretend to be a hawthorn."

On the first day of the new year, I scolded him angrily, what were you thinking?She was finally reborn, how could she be willing to die?

Zhu Zhihao jumped down from the tree neatly. He could do a cool trick with his cool action at first, but the tragedy is that he forgot that there were hawthorns on the ground, so he stepped on the round hawthorn, and a dog choked on it gorgeously. Shit, the net bag in his hand flew directly to the feet of the first day of the new year.

"Hey, why do you give such a grand ceremony if you are not a year or a festival?"

(End of this chapter)

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