He wrote about Zuo Xiaoduo's embarrassing incident, which caused many memories.

From afternoon to evening, I was recalling my embarrassing things.

Many, many.

Then I figured out why I liked this book, why I felt very happy and relaxed when I wrote this book, why I like Zuo Xiaoduo...

Sometimes, watching Zuo Xiaoduo grow up mischievously, it may be as warm as watching his son playfully.

But to be honest, my son is very obedient, he is not as naughty as Zuo Xiaoduo.

Zuo Xiaoduo, it seems like when I was a child... cough.

When I was a child, I was so naughty. I climbed up the walls, sweared people, climbed trees, sucked bird nests, and went down the river to fish; drilled ice holes in the winter, set fires in the wild... Stealed parents' money... The fruit trees at home were gone before they could mature...

Very restless since childhood.

I remember when I was a child, I was a teenager and made fishing nets but there was no net, so I removed the screen windows of the window. It was late summer and I went to bed at night, and the family was almost carried away by mosquitoes...

The next morning, I was hung up and sucked on the jujube tree outside the gate; then the few friends who were playing with me all squatted aside with tears in their noses, waiting - waiting for me to catch fish with them after I was finished - I have a net - the screen window.

I grew up with shameless skin, pulled my female classmate's braids, put snakes in my pencil case, and suddenly fireworks rose in my evening self-study in the classroom. I took a nap at noon and drew on someone else's face, and wrote a letter to the beautiful teacher...

During those years, my dad went to school to hold parent-teacher meetings every few days.

Then I hang me on the jujube tree when I get home...

Later, when he grew up, his temper became more and more unruly. He had no one in his pocket. He could go to heaven every day - so he was sent to the army.

There are many embarrassing things.

To be honest, I have experienced much more happy things in my life than embarrassing things; but I have forgotten all happy things. But, I have never forgotten any of those embarrassing things!

I was hanging on a tree and being beaten while making faces, and I felt very stupid.

After the heavy rain, heavy water broke out in the river and rushed in to fish, but was washed out four or five miles away... I drank the stomach like a ball, and I was induced to vomit half a bowl of sand...

Of course, there is no way to let Duoduo enjoy it.

But I still try my best to not make this guy feel better - why did I be so embarrassed when I was a child, and I had to write this kid so high-end?

Then I really wanted to beat him - there was no reason I just wanted to beat him!

Um……
Chapter completed!