Unconsciously, four days have passed, a day of practice here, a day of practice there, the results are not, still tired of whirring, today will rest a day, slow down.
With that, the pig brother went to the yard, propped up the shelf, and decided to grill. Vegetables, mushrooms, potatoes, sweet potatoes, various ingredients can be grilled that is called a complete. After doing it, eating is a first-class master, otherwise how can it be so fat, hum hum, reproduce the pig's cry.
After a while, the aroma of barbecue in the courtyard spread to the door, and on the street, all the neighbors smelled it. Monkeys, elephants, rats, giraffes, little squirrels all came, and everyone ate, drank, and sang, which was called a happy one. After three rounds of drinking, I suddenly heard a voice, "Brother Pig, how is the apple picking?" Hahaha. yes? "Which pot is really not open to mention which pot, and I am eating happily." Alas, don't mention it, these days are exhausting, rest and rest, come, continue to continue. "Hahaha, everyone laughed wildly." Once upon a time there was a pig, and he was lazy and hungry, alas, lazy and hungry", everyone you said, I sang.