a special gamble

——The hard-working bottom-level person············································

In the western mountainous area, a famous poor mountain dwelling lived with two old people - old children and Pan Laohan. The old child is lonely and helpless. But he is optimistic and eager to treat others. The reluctant Pan Laohan's wife, Yi Xing, was alone. Usually silent, rarely communicate with people. The two characters are different and different people have become good friends. They often gather together, and they laugh and laugh.

On this day, the old child took his hand out of the village early in the morning. He spent a lot of thoughts on this trip. In the end, he still hated his heart and made a decision.

Humph! Life is too tasteless, and it is time to go to Wulitun. At that time, my noodles will shine brightly, my vegetables will be far and near, my little friends, little friends - those naughty ghosts will come to the fragrance, mouth watering. The old child swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, thinking while walking, not coming to Wulitun.

Good guy, we are really good. The old child first stepped into the oil mill and first saw Pan Laohan. He couldn't help but shoot him and say, have you arrived early? "Snapped"! Pan Laohan also said in a palm, how come you come.

Two people took out the same size bottle, the same mouth and the same screw. Ha ha! The two of them should be from the same mother, with the same face.

Pan Laohan made two sesame sesame oils and carefully held them in his hands. The old child also bought the same two. The two men looked at the oil bottles together and looked at them.

On the way, Pan Laohan suddenly stopped his foot and held the oil bottle in front of him.

what happened? The old child is puzzled.

Pan Laohan made a face and said that we both bet.

How to gamble? The old child’s smiling face frowned.

Pan Laohan said, see who has finished eating this bottle of sesame oil. Two people said in the same way, bet!

At this moment, a group of birds flew overhead, and the two men raised their faces and sent the birds to fly away, and turned their eyes to the other's face. The old child said that the bet is this mountain sparrow. Pan Laohan said, one. The old child said, two.

it is good! Just two. Pan Laohan said, whoever eats this bottle of sesame oil will bake two sparrows on the other side.

A word is fixed!

Testify in heaven!

The hands of the two old men were tight together.

Mountain sparrows are not surprising for them. Trees, eaves, walls, and mountains are everywhere. Humph! The seven-year-old urchin has a way to catch it.

Back home, the old child carefully hid the sesame oil and danced to the field songs. The happiness was like a new wife.

Three days later, the old child was thinking about eating sesame oil and turned to take it. Pan Laohan’s voice immediately rang in his ear—whoever finished the bottle of sesame oil, he gave the other party a roast of two mountain sparrows. It’s not that I’m afraid of losing a mountain sparrow, but it’s hard to hear this name. This old man, you have to bet on what you can’t do, but you are eating sesame oil. It’s a ghost!

The old child turned a circle on the spot, and the saliva could not stop. Would you like to eat a little bit? Correct! A little bit. The old child took out the collected sesame oil and couldn't wait to unscrew the bottle cap. With a chopstick, he gently licked it and quickly stirred it in the noodle bowl. He closed his eyes and twitched his nose. That excitement is no less than the first kiss of a pair of lovers.

In this way, the old children sip a little bit of sesame oil to enjoy the taste and enjoy it. One to two, he actually picked up the noodle bowl and remembered the sesame oil. He and sesame oil are like a pair of lovers in love.

When his sesame oil was half, he decided to visit Pan Laohan. Humph! Hey old man, this time you lost. The old child seemed to have eaten the roast sparrow, his lips squirming and smug.

Pan Laohan learned of the purpose of his visit, frowning, and doubts. He wants to look at the sesame oil at this time. What is the heart of Ann? Regardless of him, first read his sesame oil and say. Thinking of this, he blurted out and took a look.

You take it out first.

Take it first!

We hammered, wrapped, and arrowed. Whoever loses whoever comes out first.

Hammer, bag, arrow! Two people shouted the password at the same time.

Haha! Get it out soon. The old child was dumbfounded. He said, your hand is slow, come again!

Pan Laohan is willing to give it! He hugged the old child and fell, the old child screamed, my oil! - broke your compensation! Pan Laohan reached out and grabbed his pocket. The old child is really anxious now. He grabbed his pocket with both hands and screamed blushingly, you, you! Don't be jealous, it's a puppy! Pan Laohan like a deflated ball and slowly released his hand.

The old child said, we shouted one or two and reached out.

This time, the old child lost again. Pan Laohan's happy eyebrows jumped, the beard shook, and dripped in the bucket. The old child reluctantly pulled out his half bottle of sesame oil.

Wow! Pan Laohan screamed, and the old child was so stunned that he was at a loss. He decided to think carefully, this old man must have finished eating the sesame oil. No wonder he is not going to take it outside. Thinking of this, the old child's lips squirmed, and swallowed again and again, as if enjoying the savory, slippery, delicate and delicious sparrow meat.

Pan Laohan smiled twice and slowly took out his sesame oil.

what! The old child was shocked and confused. - A full bottle of sesame oil, like just bought from the oil mill. The old child's right-handed gorilla stretched like a pen, and directly poked Pan Laohan's full bottle of sesame oil.

You are swearing! I bought another bottle.

Pan Laohan was flushed and suddenly slaps a slap. Said evilly, the puppy is only playing tricks!

Discourse exports, spattered stars, and shocked the roof. The old child quickly took back his fingers and stepped back and forth.

So how did you eat it? Say it!

Pan Laohan exhaled a long breath, so mysteriously said, no comment!

The old child put his right hand into the trouser pocket without hesitation. Slowly, you said it, there is reward!

Pan Laohan’s eyes slid and circled, biting the old child’s right hand. cut! There is something in the flat trouser pocket. However, his right hand is moving inside, there must be some tricks. He can't wait to ask, what reward? Pan Laohan’s gaze moved to the wrinkled face.

You speak first.

You speak first!

The old child was stubborn, but slightly extended his tongue and gently slid on his lips and said, delicious. The voice is like a spoiled, but it is like a sin.

Pan Laohan swallowed a saliva and said, let me see.

The old child said, you can't grab it.

Do not grab.

It’s a puppy.

Kitten, chick. Pan Laohan bowed his head and stepped back.

The old child's right hand was drawn into the trouser pocket, licking his fingers, revealing a little flower paper, biting his tongue and saying, sugar. Pan Laohan’s body slanted forward, scaring the old child to take a step back, hehe! The right hand retracted the trouser pocket.

Pan Laohan hands smashed his lips and his lips kept running. He whispered softly, how many pieces did you give me?

The left-handed gorilla of the old child is straight, and he is weak and weak.

Pan Laohan shook his head.

The old child slowly straightened the middle finger and said, then two.

Pan Laohan squinted his eyes and indulged his head to turn around.

Three children! The voice of the old child is enlarged and the tone is hard. Just three pieces, I will give you!

Pan Laohan wants the three words behind. But seeing him twist his body, he did not panic and put his right hand in front of the old child. The old child reluctantly took out the candy and said that he still hadn’t eaten it. I don’t know if it’s sour or sweet. Pan Laohan’s head was shaken first, and a pair of eccentricities. The old child is very uncomfortable in his heart, but for the secret, he still presses the sway. He twitched his nose and said, "Come on it, try it a little bit." The old child is like a defeated cockroach, defeated the chicken, a rare pitiful phase, which makes people feel pity.

Pan Laohan suddenly stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the three pieces of sugar, and gnashed his teeth and said, take it! Like a cock in the hen group, he circled the old child, turned his head and turned around, and stood back firmly. The old child whispered a big slip, only to hear the last five words, tell me.

Pan Laohan took a slap in the face and said slowly, every time I wanted to eat sesame oil, I opened the bottle cap and pointed it at the mouth of the bottle, taking a deep breath. That feeling, you can't think how comfortable you are. Pan Laohan seems to taste the delicious taste of the fairy, squinting, raised his face, and took a long breath of air in the room.

The old child quietly unscrewed the cap, pointed his nostrils at the mouth of the bottle, and took a sip. Um - really beautiful! The old child panicked and tightened the bottle cap, as if the sesame oil in the bottle had wings, and he would fly away accidentally. Pan Laohan stepped forward and grabbed his hand. The old child flashed and hid the sesame oil in his arms and muttered.

Pan Laohan lifted the fruit of victory high, raised his left foot, straightened his arms, and screamed a little song on his mouth, and jumped up the mountain village dance.

The old child did not show weakness. He felt like he had won the magic weapon and picked up his feet. He couldn't help but ran back to his hut.

The dinner was done, the old child took the faint light of the kerosene lamp, unscrewed the sesame oil bottle cap, and took a breath.

Just then, there was a slap in the door. The old child put down the sesame oil bottle and looked out. Several urchins appeared and leaped and appeared at the door. He got up and greeted. The mouse who was eating for food was frightened and fled. This did not matter, just knocked over the oil bottle. The dinner pot was also flipped by him.

The old child cried and was sad and sad.

Six children gathered to surround him. Some wiped his tears for him, some softly comforted, and some grabbed his dry hands and gently stroked them.

The old child said, my sesame oil spilled, no more. With a bang, tears flowed.

A urchin crouched down and looked at the sesame oil on the ground. He said two things, it’s a pity.

Another urchin said that sprinkling sprinkled, what a great thing! Isn't it half a bottle of sesame oil?

The old child sobbed and said, you don't know, I bet with Pan Laohan, whoever ate the sesame oil first, then gave the other party a roast of two mountain sparrows.

Haha! A burst of laughter broke through the roof and flew around the mountain.

The urchin said that the two mountain sparrows are terrific, I will catch you!

I also catch!

it is good! We have two of each of six people. He stared at the old child and said, enough, grandpa.

Ok! The old child wiped a tear and a sweet smile on his face.