Chapter 190 Recalling Childhood Events

The pond is full and the rain has stopped,
There are loaches everywhere in the thin mud beside the field.

Every day I wait for you, waiting for you to catch loach.

How about big brother, let's go catch loaches?
……

"Catch Loach" is the only song downloaded on Xia Youyou's phone.

Every time she hears this song, her mind is full of images, all of which are about going to play with her brother when she was a child.

At that time, she could still speak and laugh.

At that time, she followed her brother every day and called him "brother".

I remember the countless joys I had with my brother in my childhood. Every weekend, my brother would take her to play together.

They once went to the park to catch butterflies and grasshoppers, and he climbed trees to pick mulberry leaves for himself.

She and her brother fed silkworm babies together.

Every time she gets tired from playing, her brother will carry her on his back.

When returning home, my brother would buy her some sweet ice cream, she would take a bite and hand it to my brother to eat too, which made me happy.

When I was more than three years old, I had a kitten at home.

The kitten ate the rat poison from the neighbor's house and died.

Xia Youyou cried very sadly, and Ji Yunshen kept comforting her.

They buried the kitten under a big tree.

Seeing that Xiaoyuzi was still crying incessantly, Ji Yunshen said suddenly, "I'll play a song for you."

The girl blinked her big watery eyes.

"Blowing songs? What do you mean?" Her voice twitched.

Ji Yunshen stood on tiptoe and plucked a leaf from the tree, "Brother can use the leaves to blow out songs, and after listening to Xiaoyouzi, don't be sad anymore, okay?"

The girl nodded with a sob.

She raised the back of her hand, wiped away her tears, and saw her brother put the poplar leaves to her lips, and blew a particularly nice piece of music.

To this day, Xia Youyou still remembers that song is "Catch Loach".

And this song has become her favorite song.
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Jiang Qiancheng noticed that the little girl in front of him was in a trance again, raised his hand and waved in front of her eyes, "You are always in a daze!"

"I'm going for my class."

She typed these words.

After passing the screen to him, she walked towards the door.

"You open the door now, they are all coming in!"

The girl frowned, and quickly wrote, "This is your own business and has nothing to do with me. Please don't affect my class."

She wants to become a very good student, so that she can follow in her brother's footsteps and be admitted to the same high school as her brother.

Now she has no time to hide in this classroom with this weird boy.

Thinking of this, she didn't care what Jiang Qiancheng said, and turned the doorknob and opened the door.

A bunch of girls outside were about to rush in.

Xia Youyou squeezed out from the crowd.

"Who is she?"

"I wanted to ask before, why did Qianqian drag her away? And she was still singing and dancing in front of her?"

The girls stared at Xia Youyou, talking a lot.

Regardless of their sight, Xiaoyuzi ran towards her teaching building as soon as she squeezed out of the crowd.

"Oh! I remembered!" one of the girls said, "She is the very famous girl in the first grade of junior high school, the one who can't speak, do you remember?"

"You mean Xia Youyou from Class [-], Grade [-]?"

"That's right, that's right, I also remembered, she is Xia Youyou who forced Mo Xiaowu, the chairman of Mo's Jewelry, to drop out of school!"

"How does this girl have anything to do with Qianqian?"

"I thought she had a gloomy personality, and luckily that day, Xiu happened to meet her and thought she was pitiful, so he came forward to help her. Unexpectedly, she is quite an extraordinary person."

They murmured and squeezed their way through the door.

After finally seeing Jiang Qiancheng, he saw that he had already climbed out of the window, climbed down the water pipe for a while, and jumped directly.

In an instant, the girls all rushed to the window, seeing that Jiang Qiancheng had already run away, each voice was mournful and mournful, and they yelled tragically: "Qianqian—"

 Now, why won't you give me a ticket? To T
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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