"Brother glory, you eat grapes."
Ye Shuting handed a grape to Ye Rongrong's mouth and said.
"Thank you. I'll do it myself."
Ye Rongrong snatched the grape on Ye Shuting's hand and said. Are you kidding? Where is it now? The whole Taoyuan village is basically here. No.4 or No.500 people, if you let Ye Shuting feed the grapes to your mouth.
Not tomorrow, just this afternoon, the gossip between myself and ye Shuting will spread all over the village. It is estimated that the old village head's family will take a knife to their home to discuss it in the evening.
"Well, brother glory, I'll get the chopsticks."
Ye Shuting also realized that she was too reckless, so she rushed to get chopsticks.
"What's your name? You see, I can't remember people. " When ye Shuting leaves, ye Rongrong says to the young girl who stares at her awkwardly.
Not to mention, ye Shuting really knows how to choose a table. All the children sitting at this table are under 20 years old. She is older than Xiao Si'er.
According to the current young people's name, he and Xiao Si'er are "Uncle", which makes Ye Rongrong regret coming to this table. There is a generation gap.
"My name is Ye Xiaomeng. I met you when I was a child. Your name is Ye Guangrong. You are a well-known slob in Taoyuan village. My father's name is Ye Xiangyu. According to seniority, you should call me aunt."
Ye Rongrong said to Ye Rongrong, a 16-year-old or 7-year-old girl. That way, she is really the elder of Ye Guangrong.
I'll go. Why is it so bad?
Ye Rongrong can't help but look at Xiao Si'er. He looks depressed. It's not good to go to any table. When you come to this table, a little girl has become an elder. How can you do that.
All of a sudden, ye Guangrong was not hungry. She really had no appetite. Where did the girl come from? Can she speak? Her family is far away from ye Xiangyu's family. In other words, at least six or seven generations of ancestors are brothers.
Besides, ye Xiangyu has been moving out for ten years. It's nothing to do with bringing his daughter back to the village. Ye Guangrong is depressed.
Ye Rongrong really wants to slap himself now. He has nothing to ask. Now, he has to ask an elder. What's more, in this rural area, we have to recognize this death principle. As long as people have higher seniority than you, if you really want to call her elder, you have to call her elder. Otherwise, you are not sensible and will be told by those old people who have nothing to do in the village.
"Xiaomeng, I haven't seen you for a few years. You've grown up so big. You've changed a lot. The more you change, the more beautiful you become."
Ye Guangrong said with a smile. If you really want to call ye Xiaomeng "Gu", ye Guangrong can't say it. He is almost 30 years old. For a high school student, ye Guangrong can't afford to lose his face. What's more, we have no relatives.
"You have to call me aunt."
Ye Xiaomeng stares at Ye Rongrong and says.
"Gu, your sister, if you don't scold you, you can't breathe."
Ye Guangrong stares at Ye Xiaomeng unhappily. Tiger does not get angry, really when he is a sick cat, ah, a little girl film to ride on his head, this also got.
"According to generations, I am your aunt. If you talk to your elders like this, I will tell my father to go."
Ye Xiaomeng is not afraid of Ye Rongrong's angry appearance at all, an old God says in the ground. It's like I'm going to eat ye Guangrong.
"Just tell your father. Don't forget that you were skinny when you were a child. You often stole oranges from your uncle's family. I remember that very well. You should know this, Xiao Si'er."
Ye Rongrong said to the little four children around him. Don't you want me to get down? I won't let you have a good time. Anyway, ye Guangrong will never call this little girl "aunt".
Ye Guangrong can't tell. If you call this little girl aunt pianzi today, all the children who are older than you in the village will have to ride on your head.
This is definitely not the result Ye Guangrong wants. Although the villagers are very particular about seniority, it also depends on the situation. Ye Guangrong is a person with status in the village now. Ye Guangrong really doesn't want to do this kind of thing.
"Of course I know. When she was young, she liked to steal other people's food. She ruined my corn."
Said Xiao Si'er. Xiao Si'er is the same as ye Guangrong, but she doesn't want to call ye Xiaomeng "aunt". It's too much.
What's more, there are teenagers sitting at this table. I'm the oldest at this table with brother glory. If I really bow my head to call ye Xiaomeng "aunt", would I call my uncle and grandfather if there are several people with higher generations on this table.
In this matter, Xiao Si'er's idea is highly consistent with that of Ye Guangrong. He will never compromise. How can a big man lose to a little girl.
"You talk nonsense. When I was a child, I didn't have what you said."
Ye Xiaomeng said incredulously. The main reason is that the time is too long. Ye Xiaomeng can't remember whether he had such a thing when he was a child."Xiaomeng, this is the truth. Don't deny it. When anyone was a child, he was not sensible. As long as he grew up, he was sensible and knew that what he had done before was wrong, he could do it."
Ye Rongrong, like an elder, said to Ye Xiaomeng. Anyway, ye Xiaomeng was five or six years old at that time. How can she remember clearly now? How can she know when she talks nonsense.
"You must have lied to me. If you don't want to call me aunt, don't call me aunt. Do you need to blackmail me like this? When I was a child, I was lovely, clean and sensible. How could I do such a thing? "
Ye Xiaomeng white leaf glory and small four son one eye, some narcissistic ground says.
"Well, no one believes the truth these days." Ye Rongrong shook his head and said.
"Ha ha, brother glory, you are so funny." Ma Lin couldn't help laughing.
"Am I funny? I'm so hungry that I can't be funny. " Ye Rongrong shook his head and said.
"Brother glory, or you should eat fruit first." Ye Xiaojuan handed a strawberry to Ye Rongrong and said.
"I can't fill my stomach with this strawberry." Ye Rongrong took the strawberry in Ye Xiaojuan's hand, put it in his mouth, and ate it in two mouthfuls.
This strawberry was bought from the village next door. It's called "milk strawberry". But ye Guangrong doesn't understand why this strawberry is called "milk strawberry". After all, in the village next door, not to mention cows, there is no bull.
"Ha ha, brother glory, you are hungry. I've got chopsticks. If I wasn't the granddaughter of the village head, they wouldn't have given me chopsticks. I would have given them anyway."
Ye Shuting holding chopsticks, said to Ye Rongrong.
"It took you such a long time to get a chopstick, but what's the credit?" Ye Rongrong said, looking at Ye Shuting in silence.
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