return to the third grade

Chapter 424

"Let's go to lunch first," the little boy came over and took Ling Xiaoxiao's hand: "There are many interesting projects here, we can go and play in the afternoon."

"When will you tell me?" Ling Xiaoxiao looked at him resentfully.

"At night, when we were lying on the bed and whispering." Jiang Zizhuo leaned over and blew hot air in Ling Xiaoxiao's ear, speaking extremely ambiguously.

"Didn't you lie to me this time?" Ling Xiaoxiao turned her head, looked at the side face who was close at hand, raised her head slightly, and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"No." The person being kissed felt hot and itchy in his heart. It seemed that it would not be an exaggeration to turn into a wolf at this time, but seeing Ling Xiaoxiao's exhausted appearance, he straightened up cruelly, and pulled her away together. stand up.

There are many mountains in the suburbs of the capital, and most of the resorts are built on the mountains. Some wild mountains have streams and small waterfalls. In summer, many families of three come here. Adults and children touch fish and tadpoles in the streams. .

Ling Xiaoxiao was always thinking about things, whether she was strolling on the wild mountains or shooting arrows in the resort, she was a little out of her mind.

After finally staying up late at night, the resort’s dinner is a self-service barbecue. Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the smoke from the charcoal fire, and finally got a little interested, and pulled Jiang Zizhuo to take a few of each kind of skewers and put them on her own stove Slow roast on top.

After finally packing up and climbing onto the bed, Ling Xiaoxiao patted the big bed enthusiastically and said, "Come on, come on."

The rare enthusiasm was due to other reasons, the little boy curled his lips helplessly, put the towel in his hand back in the bathroom, and then half-lyed beside her under Ling Xiaoxiao's eager eyes, stretched out his big hand, and directly embraced her in his arms inside.

"You really can't remember at all?" The little boy still asked a little bit unwillingly.

Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head, maybe she would have some impression when he said it, but she really couldn't remember it at all.

"That should be when I was about to turn six years old." The little boy's voice was low and deep, talking about the most secret past in his heart bit by bit.

It was late autumn when he was almost six years old. Jiang's father was still working in Fengcheng, Jiang's mother was working in Fengcheng's People's Hospital, and Jiang Zizhuo was still a child in preschool.

When he was a child, he didn't have a good relationship with his parents. In his young heart, he always felt that his parents didn't like him, and thought he was a burden. Therefore, the little friend Jiang with a little inferiority complex and a little introverted When Jiang's mother took her to the department store to buy things, she finally made up her mind to run away from home.

Taking advantage of Jiang's mother talking to the waiter, he ran out with short legs towards other places.

However, after running for a while, he realized that he didn't know where he should go. The eyes of the child were always low. He looked at the shelves on both sides of the aisle and the thighs of passers-by, and stood in the aisle stupidly for a while. In the middle, I don't know what to do.

"Little brother, haven't you been able to find your mother yet?" A little girl with big eyes carved in jade ran over: "Did you go the wrong way and you couldn't find your mother? Don't worry, I can help you." you."

As the little girl spoke, she took his little hand comfortingly. The two children also had fleshy little hands, and they just held each other affectionately.

This was the first intimate contact between Jiang Zizhuo and Ling Xiaoxiao.

"It's not that I couldn't find my mother, I came out on purpose." Little friend Jiang was willing to confide in the little girl for some reason, perhaps because this was the first person who gave him care in his confusion, maybe it was because of her A child like him.

"Why did you come out on purpose?" The little girl widened her eyes in surprise, and pulled her to the small space next to the staircase passage, where they sat side by side on the ground.

"Because my parents don't like me, they are busy every day and have no time to take care of me. I think I'm a burden." When little Jiang said this, her beautiful eyes dimmed.

The little girl has been very good at controlling her appearance since she was a child, and she couldn't see him like this at all, so she quickly patted him on the back with her fleshy little hands: "You must be wrong, my mother said, there is no parent who doesn't love their children , no matter how busy they are, they always love us in their hearts, but they don't have time to stay by our side all the time."

This is what Ling Ma talked about the longest. Ling Ma's factory will be busy day and night during the peak production season in winter. At this time, Ling Xiaoxiao will be sent to grandma's house.

Every time Ling Ma saw Ling Xiaoxiao teary and reluctant to bear herself, she would say something like this, and if she talked a lot, the young Ling Xiaoxiao could recite it easily.

"Is that so?" Little Jiang's long and narrow eyes burst into light, which made his whole face come alive. His immature heart had never thought of this possibility, and no one had ever told him about it.

"Yes, yes." Ling Xiaoxiao blinked her big eyes and nodded quickly: "My mother would say that every time she was too busy to care about me, so you have to believe that your parents must love you too."

Ling Xiaoxiao kept nodding her head, like a spiritual mentor, comforting little friend Jiang's fragile heart.

"Well, then I won't run away from home." Little friend Jiang seemed to have made up his mind again: "I'll give them another chance to see if they like me."

Seeing that she persuaded Jiang Zizhuo with a few words, Ling Xiaoxiao happily bent her big eyes into small crescents with a smile: "My mother said that when we grow up, we will meet people who love us, and then they will love us." I will always be by our side, so don’t worry, when you grow up, someone will love you.”

"People who love us?" It was the first time for little Jiang Zizhuo to hear such remarks, and his clever little head still couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Yeah, just like your father loves your mother, how about this," Ling Xiaoxiao seemed to have made up her mind: "You see you are so beautiful, I will marry you when you grow up. I love you, okay? Then you won’t be alone, no matter what you do, I will be with you.”

Little friend Jiang looked at Ling Xiaoxiao's swearing little face, and somehow felt that this was a very good idea, so she nodded quickly and said, "Okay, then I'll wait for you, you must come to me, you love me, and I love you too." Love you. We will always be together."

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded solemnly, stretched out her small hand, and formally stamped the hook with Jiang Zizhuo, then smiled at each other.

"You must wait for me, and come to you when I grow up, you know?" Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the delicate and beautiful little boy in front of her, always wanting to drool.

"I know, I will definitely remember, and you don't forget, I will always be waiting for you." Jiang Zizhuo nodded hastily. He is about to be six years old and has already begun to remember things.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at his jade-like transparent face, and didn't care about it, leaned over and kissed him hard on the face: "I have stamped it, and no one else is allowed to touch it in the future, you know? You can only be mine."

(End of this chapter)