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Childhood steamed bread 5-8 natural paragraph meaning

On the way home, I looked at the steamed bread in my hand, swallowed again, and my stomach growled. Have one, I said to myself, so I ate mine first. After three or two bites, the steamed bread was gone before it tasted. After another walk, my saliva and stomach are repeating the same trick, and it's worse than before. What should I do? Simply, eat mom's and leave one for my sister. Doesn't mom usually give me and my sister wheat cakes and only drink soup? Mom said she didn't like wheat bran ... when I got home, I just looked at the empty lotus leaf in my hand, and there wasn't even a star in it. I don't know how I got in, and I don't know how I escaped my sister's eyes. Niang smiled and said nothing.

Just standing there, Er Ya Niang from the same hospital came to visit and shouted at a distance: "Pingwa Niang, Pingwa Niang! Did your Pingwa bring steamed bread back? Look at my second wife. She gave me three steamed buns, none of which she was willing to eat. She brought them back to me hungry! "