Peerless pastoral little green plum

Chapter 3 Appoint a doll kiss?
Yao Huahua was very resistant to drinking milk at first, after all, the soul of an adult lived in her body, so what could be done?She has a small stomach and is easy to get hungry. Once she is hungry, she can't care about anything. She can only hold the soft milk and suck it hard. It really uses all the energy in her body.

She was an orphan in her previous life and never enjoyed the love of her father and mother. It must be that God took pity on her and let her live again.

It turns out that being pampered by parents is such a blessing!

Seeing that Yao Huahua was attracted, Wang Mudan chatted with Yao Tieshu:

"The boy who just came to tease us with flowers is called Baoshan? Why is his mother so fierce?"

"No," Yao Tieshu said with a smile while looking at Yao Huahua, who was breastfeeding, "He is...he is adopted...the family fortune teller said...if he is not adopted, parents Ke..."

Yao Huahua listened for a while, and finally gradually understood that the boy was called Pei Baoshan, and the fortune teller in the village told him a fortune teller when he was still in his mother's womb, saying that the child's horoscope was too hard, and he might overwhelm his biological parents. , preferably raised by others.

Pei Baoshan's grandfather believed in fate, so he decided to adopt Pei Baoshan to his uncle's family. The uncle's family didn't want to raise him for nothing. Every year, Pei Baoshan's biological mother asked for food, and treated Pei Baoshan like a slave.

It is also a hard life.

Yao Huahua listened while breastfeeding, but she couldn't stop her drowsiness when she was young. After sucking for a while, drowsiness struck, and she fell asleep with her little head tilted.

The next day, Yao Huahua was put on the field again. She understood her parents' hard work in farming, and she didn't cry or make trouble. When she was bored, she just looked at the sky, the people busy in the field, and the occasional skipping by the field. Little frog.

Just when she was drooling while laughing at a little frog (it can’t be helped, there is a lot of saliva during the teething period), the little red fruit she saw yesterday appeared in front of her.

"Yeah..." She called out excitedly, and then saw that handsome little face appearing in front of her.

"Seeing that you like to eat, I picked some more. I'll give you the washed ones. Open your mouth, ah..." Pei Baoshan gently put a hollow bubble into Yao Huahua's mouth, and Yao Huahua pouted again. The small mouth began to suck.

"Yeah," delicious, so delicious.

"Yeah," I want more, give me another one.

Pei Baoshan seemed to understand what Yao Huahua was talking about. After Yao Huahua finished eating, he put another one into Yao Huahua's mouth.

"Yeah," Yao Huahua was the happiest when he ate, his hands and feet were dancing, his saliva kept flowing, and his eyes were smiling like two crescent moons.

In the field, Wang Mudan touched Yao Tieshu, then pointed to Yao Huahua.

"Look, I, I just said that our flowers...are cute, right? She's so young...and some boys will fall in love with her," Yao Tieshu said frankly.

Wang Mudan lightly thumped his chest with her elbow: "What are you talking about, our flowers are still so small, but I think Baoshan really loves flowers. Unfortunately, he has a bad background."

"..."

For several days of busy farming, Pei Baoshan would take advantage of his adoptive mother to bring hollow bubbles to Yao Huahua. Seeing this, Aunt Zhao in the paddy field next door couldn't help joking: "Baoshan, you like this sister so much, if you I really like it, let Uncle Tie Shu marry his younger sister to you, and make a baby kiss."

Pei Baoshan's delicate face immediately turned red, "Second Aunt Zhao, don't talk nonsense."

"Oh, I'm shy. My sister likes you too. You see, there are a lot of people teasing my sister these two days. I haven't seen anyone with whom my sister has as much fun as you. Yesterday Shitou also came to tease my sister. My sister Don't like him."

When it comes to stones, stones come.

(End of this chapter)