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Chapter 180
Yan Shu looked at the big white goose running away, and after a few seconds of mental preparation, he walked up to Wanwan and reached out to pluck the goose feathers from her fluffy hair.

Wanwan looked at the goose feather in his hand and fell into deep thought.

"Wanwan, I..." Yan Shu scratched his ears, and suddenly remembered that Song Qingfeng asked him to find help, and immediately became anxious, "Sister Qingfeng asked me to find help, I have to go first."

Wanwan watched him rushing down the slope, looked curiously at where he was standing before, and then continued to look forward: "That direction..."

Carrying her baby bottle on her back, she grabbed a weed by the side of the road and ran over there bouncingly.

When she saw Song Qingfeng, she stood still and looked at the silver-gray car.

Song Qingfeng is Si Ming's heroine, and she has emotional entanglements with her brother, so she and her brother have never dealt with this sister, usually just... acquaintances who nod.

But it looked like she was a little anxious.

Wanwan could sense that this elder sister's breath was very peaceful and clean, so...she could secretly help her when her brother was away.

When she was standing in front of Song Qingfeng with the baby bottle on her back, she saw Song Qingfeng had been banging on the car door, trying to open the door but to no avail.

Wan Wan tugged at her long skirt and asked aloud, "Sister, do you need help?"

Song Qingfeng stopped and looked back at the three-headed Wanwan, who was dressed cutely and held a baby bottle in her hand.

"The car door couldn't be opened, and the condition of the people in the car was not very good, but they couldn't wake up."

"Wanwan, can you ask your brother and the others to help? I'm afraid something will happen to the people in the car."

Wanwan tiptoed and couldn't see who was sitting inside.

The main reason is that Fan Yulei put the back of the car seat back a little, and Wanwan is short, so she couldn't see it even after jumping twice.

She took a deep breath, and pulled Song Qingfeng's skirt again: "Sister, let me try."

Song Qingfeng looked at the short and thick Wanwan, and then at the car door lock: "Wanwan, you probably can't reach it."

Wanwan looked at the black tape, and slowly puffed up her cheeks, like a puffer fish that has been stabbed in the throat.

It seems... It's really not enough.

Standing on tiptoe is also very reluctant.

Song Qingfeng looked at Wanwan staring at the car door with pain and hatred, and touched her little head dumbfoundingly: "You can find someone to help, you are still young, you can help when you grow up. "

Wanwan: "..." She was not comforted at all.When she grows up, everyone in the car may be gone.

"I think... I can do it." Wanwan clenched her fist, pushed the bottle behind her, and looked up at Song Qingfeng. "Only open the door?"

Song Qingfeng saw that Wanwan was suddenly full of energy, and was not sure what she wanted to do for a moment, but she still nodded subconsciously.

Wanwan took a deep breath: "Leave it to me."

She took a step back with her right foot, digging at the gap by the side of the car door with both hands, and suddenly exerted force with her five fingers, causing the frame of the car door to deform slightly.

Song Qingfeng looked at her little face flushed, and wanted to stop her, but suddenly heard a click.

Wanwan shouted loudly: "Sister, step back."

Song Qingfeng hadn't had time to react, and she hadn't even moved away, when she saw the silver-gray car door and the window were smashed off by Wanwan.

A whole car door, Wan Wan raised her head above her head, turned her head to look at the dumbfounded Song Qingfeng, and the photographer with a long mouth, and blinked her round eyes in puzzlement: "I opened the car door."

Song Qingfeng: "..."

Xia Zhihuai, who got the news first and ran over, stood expressionlessly on the side of the road, staring at Wanwan who raised the car door, lost in thought.

He let her go out for a walk for 5 minutes.

5 minutes only—

Good guy, in such a short time, his sister tore down someone else's car door!

Now it's all right, Wanwan's little secret of being able to carry a tripod can no longer be hidden.

It was all for nothing to help her for so long before.

"Peach Wanwan—"

"If you don't fight for three days, go to the house to expose the tiles, you are talking about it, right?!"

Wan Wan held up the car door and smiled obediently and sweetly: "Brother, actually... I can explain it."

(End of this chapter)