After cleansing and leaving the house, I am beautiful

Chapter 57 Childhood
Qiu Ying came out of the shower, and suddenly thought that the fat sister's surname is Guo, could she be from Xitou Village?
Fat sister said that her natal family was indeed from Xitou Village, but she didn't know Qiu Cong.

Qiuying thought about it, could it be that her brother's surname is not Qiu?Guo Cong?

Fat sister said that I will ask her about a man around 35 years old with the word Cong in his name.

In the morning, the alarm clock rang. Qiuying got out of the warm blanket, went to the window, opened the dark green velvet curtains and white screens, and there was still snowflakes outside. Covered with a thick layer of snow.

In the snow in the small square not far away, adults and children are making snowmen, and the children are chasing, playing and having snowball fights.They had a great laugh.I thought that my elder brother should also have a family and have children of his own, so they must be enjoying themselves as happily as before.

The corners of Qiu Ying's lips couldn't help but rise, she went to the bathroom to finish washing quickly, put on her clothes, shoes and hats, and then went to the cafeteria of the guest house to prepare for breakfast.

The guest house is small, and the cafeteria is even smaller. Residents who go to eat have to queue up with tickets.

Qiuying received a meal, which included a bowl of millet porridge, a boiled egg, a large steamed bun of white flour, and a small dish of pickles mixed with peppercorns and dried chilies.

The small cafeteria was full, and it was hard for Qiu Ying to sit down until someone finished eating.

This is a square table for four people. Qiu Ying glanced at the other three people. A man and a woman in their 30s seem to be husband and wife. The opposite is a middle-aged man in his 50s with dark skin and high cheekbones. Red, with deep wrinkles, and a lot of stains stuck to the cotton coat on his body.

He eats quickly and loudly, especially the sucking sound when drinking porridge.

The woman next to him glanced at the middle-aged man with disgust.

After a while, the middle-aged man played the CD.He stared at the big steamed buns on Qiuying's dinner plate several times, as if asking: If you don't want to eat, can you give it to me?

Qiu Ying stacked the plate containing steamed buns on the empty plate in front of the middle-aged man, and then smiled at him.

The middle-aged man said naively: "Thank you." Mandarin is not very standard.

Qiuying smiled at him again, then lowered her head to peel the eggs.Suddenly, I felt a gaze cast on myself.

She raised her eyes to meet that gentle gaze. Behind the middle-aged man was Brother Ye, who stood with her in the wind and snow for an hour last night. He was still wearing the army-colored coat from last night. Knowing his appearance, wheat-colored complexion, three-dimensional and deep features, black and thick sword eyebrows, narrow and long Danfeng eyes, high nose bridge, and a little bit of beard stubble, a little vicissitudes, but it can't hide his handsomeness!But compared to Duanmufeng and Wei Yi, he is still a little inferior.

She smiled and waved to him.

He smiled at her gently, a long dimple appeared on his right cheek, and he exuded a gentle aura, then he lowered his eyes and continued to drink the porridge.

A man with dimples is actually quite charming!

Qiuying came back to her senses, finished the last half bowl of millet porridge, put on a red woolen cap and a green scarf and went out.

She came to the small square where she saw children playing and playing in front of the window just now. Qiu Ying was attracted by a two or three-year-old girl who was dressed like a little penguin, her fleshy little face was so cold. Red, like a small ripe apple, she stood in the snow and grinned. First, she used her fat little hands to catch the snowflakes falling in the air. After seeing the snowflakes melted in her hands, she opened her mouth and stretched out her tongue to catch them. Xue, with two little hands making a flying shape, that little expression really looks like a cute and cute little penguin!

Qiu Ying's childlike innocence was inspired by the little girl, and she couldn't help but follow her example. She raised her head, opened her mouth, suddenly felt embarrassed, put her hands around her mouth, and then slightly stuck out her tongue, feeling snowflakes falling into her mouth. , she smiled innocently with crooked eyebrows, cute and cute like a child.

"Xiaoqiu!" Hearing someone shout, Qiuying looked in the direction of the voice, and Uncle Zhang greeted her while sitting on the tricycle.

(End of this chapter)