"I can call all the single females in the family to attend? A little more people. "
"hmm"
"Can I have an ice cream truck when I pick up my relatives?"
"No" Wen Jiuyi held down Alec’s stirring hand with a headache. "Ice cream truck is not allowed" Alec laughed and fell to Wen Jiuyi.
The doctor really can’t stay. He packed his things in a hurry and closed the door.
"Why not?" Alec laughed until tears came out. He leaned against the male insect’s knee and raised his face. "Forget it. Listen to you. I’m finally better than Buale Sidya."
Alessidia is single and unmarried.
Alek knows his brother’s dog-like bad temper. Although he is dignified in front of people, he is like an interpreter. He is simply a hater of close people-of course, this is a little biased. After all, Alek has been educated too much by Alesside’s fists since childhood.
Speaking of his brother Alekside, Alek naturally extended the illusion he saw in the sun.
"My brother has been to the country of the dead," he muttered. "It’s mysterious that my mother didn’t tell us what the country of the dead was before she left."
He is the only ordinary person in the whole family who knows nothing.
"Wen"
Alek was at a loss. He got up and made sure that these two words came from Wen Jiu’s mouth. "What did you say?"
"It’s Wen," Wen Jiuyi repeated. "Remember? Aledeni said that I would have a chance to see my father again. "
writing
Two words are as light as a feather, but actually more important than Mount Tai.
"The dead country is a literary product," Wen Jiuyi explained. "He has a chance to say this, but your family is very sure that they are in an Oracle and a sacred realm."
Literature was created by specific regions and groups in the long history.
He is a set of people who know and adapt to the spirit of the world, pursue a group, pursue social pursuits and form a line, from which he will be born families, tools, languages, scripts, religions, cities, villages and even countries.
And these elements together make up the endless stream of literature.
"Song Goddess Skirt Butterfly Family has derived its own definition of religion in foreign religions" Wen Jiuyi clung to Alek’s brown and golden curly hair and wrapped it around his fingertips. He was clever and obedient, but he couldn’t see how noble his master was. "You have songs, literature, myths, fables, educational models and codes of conduct belonging to Song Goddess Family, which is very rare in the whole Zerg."
"You are like an island, isolated from the outside world, and at the same time developing into a different literary form from Zerg and Butterfly."
The night pearl butterfly family is different.
They are an old aristocratic family that runs around the inheritance system of male worms. Their greatest legacy is their beauty. Compared with the whole hymn goddess skirt butterfly family, they are just a rock on the shore of the island, and the edges and corners have been worn away by the waves day after day.
There are no myths but family historical materials.
There is no religion, but there is a rule of oral coexistence.
Without a large population to maintain the circulation of literature, it is natural that a large and stable state of literature cannot be formed.
The word "possible" of natural energy
You have something to say.
Alec, I’m finally better than my brother!
Alessidia?
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Chapter 4. Chapter 4
Dengbang cuisine
Alek didn’t listen to white.
He looked at it, but he didn’t think about it. To be precise, he preferred to look at a list of practical skills, such as cooking, repairing waterways, and small tricks in animal husbandry. Few people in the family paid attention to the parents and were not worried about what he found.
The so-called humanistic direction is rarely seen by Alec.