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唉,真倒楣!妈回乡下去收自留地了,她在我宿舍旁圈养的七八个“鸡太太”该我侍候。妈已嘀咕了几回,说粮站有混合饲料供应,喂鸡最划算。好吧,恭敬不如从命,我这就去买。七拐八弯。总算摸到了粮站饲料仓库。哟!这女同志干啥?大热天,头戴风帽,咀套口罩,只有有只大眼睛在跟你忽闪忽闪。我连忙递上提货单,只见她两道长睫毛一闪,掉下一撮粉末;我顺着她的手势看去,呵!明白,是叫我到各种饲料堆上取货来,小麦麸子啦,碎棉饼啦,玉米大麦面啦,等
Oh, really unlucky! Mom went home to collect the plots, she captive in my dorm next seventy-eight “Mrs.” I should wait. Mom has muttered a few times, said the grain station has a mixed feed supply, the most cost-effective chicken. Well, respect is not as good as life, I’ll go buy it. Seven turn eight bend. Finally touched the grain station feed warehouse. Yo! What’s this lesbian doing? Hot day, wearing a hood, mouth mask, only with big eyes with you flickering. I quickly handed the bill of lading, I saw her two long eyelashes twinkle, a handful of powder fell; I looked down her gesture, Oh! I was told to pick up a variety of feed heaps, wheat Bran, broken cotton cake friends, corn barley noodles, and so on