Chapter 401 Tattoos
Yaya slept well.

When she woke up in the morning, she heard her mother busy in the kitchen and got up in a hurry.

Her mother warmed up a glass of milk and came in. Seeing her getting out of bed with her clothes on, she greeted her to eat steamed stuffed buns, and asked worriedly, "Did the rats make a scene last night?"

My mother couldn't bear to leave her daughter alone at home at night.

I remember one time, when she came back from night shift, she saw her daughter huddled beside the bed in a corner, curled up, because of a mouse, she almost didn't sleep all night, she was so distressed that she almost shed tears.

But for the sake of living, she couldn't help it.

Yaya's father died in a car accident, and now she is the only one in the family, and she has to work hard.

Fortunately, there are many people living in this courtyard, and neighbors can take care of each other.

Yaya nodded, then shook her head again.

Her mother didn't understand, "What do you mean?"

Every time Ma Yuan thinks of Jiang Yang.

The social etiquette here is not used to direct introductions, so you have to start with a question or comment.After chatting for a while, they got to know each other. After the female student learned that he was from China, she finally asked the topic: "Then do you know Jiang Yang?"

He regretted believing in Uncle Wang and Jiang Yang's tricks, and when he came to his senses, he arrived in England, and it was too late to repent.

The story of Jiang Yang is simple. It is just a story of a little girl who made friends with a mouse, then made a mistake, blamed the mouse, and finally apologized.But I have to say that this story is just right for third-grade elementary school students, and Yaya told it very clearly.

Like a hawker.

Jiang Yang was the first person who patiently and earnestly told stories to Yaya, so Yaya looked forward to him coming to the store again.

Her mother thought that Yaya spoke well, "Then who ate the egg cake yesterday?"

"Master Mouse is out."

She did it.

Yaya poked her head out a little disappointed.

And the rich second generation has nothing to be proud of.

Another party.

A South Korean student on the same floor has both sides.

Ma Yuan was startled: "Jiang Yang?"

Huo Che paused, "A friend."

It's great to be a rich generation.

Student Han turned to talk to the people next to him, as if using his right and left, he was not good at communication.

She just didn't know how to correct Yaya for insulting her mother's IQ.

When expectations are paid, there must be a sense of disappointment.

this time.

He lived in school, and his mother arranged for him a suite with toilet, bathroom and kitchen.Then, this floor is full of international students, but not from one country, but from various countries, so that students can get to know friends from different countries.

But in a new environment, it is impossible not to socialize, otherwise he may become a freak in others.

Ma Yuan sat alone in the corner, watching the people coming and going in the room, bustling with activity, he really felt that he was out of place.

They hold various parties from time to time, which are very noisy. Ma Yuan likes to be quiet and can't let go, so he is very uncomfortable in such playful parties.

Yaya is different from him, and Jiang Yang is different from his friend.

Although because of the school status, I may have to transfer back in the third or fourth grade, but at least after losing my father, my mother's company is in place.She also wanted to take advantage of these few years to earn more money, and then go back to her hometown to study with her daughter.

Yaya's mother said, "Thank him for me."

"Okay, let's have breakfast."

He was like a courtesan, coming and going in the hall, interspersed with the crowd, saying something to this person and laughing with that person from time to time.He also saw Ma Yuan, and both of them were unhappy.

Someone came in again, the mother with the child.

At this moment, a Caucasian female international student walked up to him and said that the weather is fine today.

only--

For passers-by.

After putting another box of parts on the shelf, Yaya's mother asked Huo Che, "Did you tell Yaya the story of Mr. Mouse?"

Her mother was even more confused: "Master Mouse?"

Ma Yuan looked up and saw the Korean student coming in.

He was quite understanding.

Ma Yuan regretted it.

He just felt it.

Huo Che had long been used to these words. Although the words were like knives and hurt when pierced into his body, they were not fatal.

Think about Jiang Yang's face, then think about his own face, what right does he have for not working hard, once this thought turns in his mind, Ma Yuan's thoughts of going back home are much less.

Ideals are wonderful.

Yaya's mother smiled, she thought the story was good, and it solved a big problem for her.

Huo Che was heartbroken, he went home and stayed at home for half a year without going out, sitting in front of the window every day, watching the trains coming and going.

Ma Yuan agreed.

But his best friend said this behind his back—

Mom breaks open an egg...

In their village, very few people bring their children to work in Kyoto, and let their children go to school here.

He had to bite the bullet and go to the party, and then sat in the corner of the party, waiting for the party to end.

Also thinking about Jiang Yang is Ma Yuan, the grandson of Aunt Niu who just arrived in England thousands of miles away.

However, Ma Yuan didn't deal with him, just because this guy wanted to steal the Mid-Autumn Festival at yesterday's party.

Huo Che: "Okay."

She has a lot of strength and a clear mind.

Yaya has been waiting for Jiang Yang to come.

He is very good at talking, and he is also very good at the self-conscious and humorous self-deprecating and laughing at others of the old Ying, and he has a good time in the apartment.

Yaya asked her mother to wait. She wanted to tell her mother a story. This was an assignment assigned by the teacher.

Huo Che glanced at Yaya and knew that she was waiting for Jiang Yang.

Yaya's mother cleaned up and went back to catch up on sleep, leaving Yaya to play here.

In order not to be a freak.

After breakfast, she sent Yaya to Huo Che's shop again.

She worked a night shift, and now she is exhausted, she needs to take a good rest later, if Yaya is at home, it will affect her sleep, so she has to trouble Huo Che.However, before the drowsiness struck, she helped Huo Che sort out the express delivery and put some infrequently used items in the store on the high shelf.

Huo Che was helping Jiangyang to fight the train.

His parents have been strict with him since he was a child. He is really not a qualified rich second generation, and he is not very good at playing.

Ma Yuan was really angry.

In this way, even if the salary in my hometown county is not high, but I have money in my hand and confidence in my heart.

The reality is that Ma Yuan can't play with them.

Although there is no such business in the store, as a master in this industry, Huo Che is very familiar with assembling.

of course.

Yaya sat at the dining table, but she didn't know if it was because of the story, she suddenly felt that the rats were not so scary last night, and then she fell asleep for some reason, and she slept soundly.

Classmate Jiang Yang——

Yaya pouted, admitting her mistake was straightforward.

After that time, he didn't expect any interpersonal relationship.

It's just that the train running today is not so attractive to Yaya. When every guest comes in, she pokes her head to see if it is the person she is waiting for.

"Good."

Although Uncle Wang was fooled, but Uncle Wang was right.

He is used to having no friends, but when he suddenly has a friend, he can't wait to play with him every day.But one day, Huo Che heard his best friend say to other companions, "I don't like playing with Huo Che, it's because he, the dwarf, clings to me."

What Ma Yuan regretted was that he found that he was not suitable for living abroad.

"The author of "Murder on the Orient Express" and "Roger's Mystery", Oumaika, I like his "Roger's Mystery" so much. When I saw the murderer, I directly—" The female student made a A dumbfounded expression.

Before Ma Yuan could speak, she returned to normal and chirped, "It's so fucking cool! I've never seen this kind of writing, and my scalp was numb at the time——I also like his "The Little Prince" -"

The topics of the female international students jumped quickly.

She was quick to say that she plans to have "The Little Prince" tattooed on her lower abdomen when she becomes an adult.

(End of this chapter)

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