Today, grandma caught two snails alive while packing cabbages.
Just boring strawberry stuck on my body, I quickly called strawberry to get.
Strawberries are so excited!
Now I put them on the table, now on the stool, now on the floor, now in my hands…
After a while let them climb apart, said they are sisters; After a while let the two of them crawl together and say they are married.
Touch the feelers. Retract. Touch the other side of the feeler, retract, play.
Strawberry made me shout: Three-two-one-Action!
I thought it let two snail race, the result is she rushed out, laughed back to question the snail: you how so slow ah! Why are you so slow?
It was her competition with the snail, as a spectator I also died of laughter.
As we prepared to go out, she asked me over and over again what to do about the snails?
I said find a small bottle and put it in.
She found a small fruit basket, and I said, “That won’t do. They’ll creep out of the gap.”
Just at this point, the snail excreted.
The first time I ever saw a snail shit.
My mother said: how is the first time! There’s shit all over the cabbage! You see see!
I say: I have not noticed before, I also do not know that is snail’s excrement.
Call strawberries to wipe the snail’s ass.
Strawberry like to serve children, pidianpidian to give her snail to wipe the bottom, wipe the good sense of achievement.
Really feel that kind of feeling: oneself of child, excrement is sweet. Ha, ha, ha
Later grandma helped to find a bottle, aunt poked a small hole in the lid, strawberry clean bottle left a little water, tore the cabbage leaves into pieces, put the snail into it.
OK.
When she tore a vegetable leaf, I said: a whole vegetable leaf put inside can not tear.
Strawberry: I’m afraid they’ll eat themselves to death all day long. (The strawberrys are very logical now and begin to argue with me with her little logic.)
Me: That before they on a whole cabbage also did not support dead ah.
Strawberry: I’m afraid they’ll stoop to death.
Me: Ok.
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