Rebirth of the fat girl

Chapter 1 Little Tiger

Qiu Yun scratched her fleshy fingers and counted and counted. When will she grow up?

Lying on the small bed, I stared at the hard-working spiders in the corner of the room spinning their webs round and round without blinking.

Boring~ So boring!

Qiu Yun shouted from the bottom of her heart, but her face was still calm.Gradually blurred vision, drowsiness struck.Qiu Yun smacked his little mouth, sleep is the most time consuming when you are bored.

"Sister Yuner! Sister Yuner!" There was a thunder on the ground, and the boy who was approaching was not big, but his voice was surprisingly loud.

Instantly losing sleepiness, Qiu Yun sighed, twisted her chubby body helplessly, and struggled to get out of bed.

"Ah--sister Yun'er, be careful, don't move, brother is here to hug you!"

As soon as the boy entered the door, he saw his sister Yun'er was about to get out of bed, her short legs were dangling in mid-air, and his little heart was also dangling back and forth.Sister Yun'er is so small and soft, what should I do if she hurts from a fall?He likes sister Yun'er the most.

Qiu Yun expressed her sadness. She is nearly 30 years old and still needs the care of a six-year-old kid?joke!

In the next second, Qiu Yun wanted to cry but had no tears, she needed, needed!
The boy was still a step late, and Qiu Yun squatted down on the ground.The boy was taken aback for a moment, and immediately panicked, "Wow!" and cried!

Qiu Yun was taken aback, what the hell are you doing?Shouldn't she be the one to cry?He struggled to get up from the ground, and when he looked back, the boy was crying out of breath, with tears running down his cheeks, it shouldn't be too disgusting.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Fang Lan hurried back from the small vegetable garden behind the house, "Little Huzi, what's the matter, did Yun'er bully you?"

She may have a fake mother.Qiu Yun rolled her eyes to the sky, Mom, can you take a look at your daughter's short legs and hands.

Little Huzi is the son of the fat aunt next door. He lives up to his name, and he looks like a tiger, with a tanned face.The little white shirt was full of suspicious sticky liquid.

"Aunt...Aunt...it hurts~" Sobbing and unable to say a word, Qiu Yun looked at his snot snot and expressed extreme disgust.

"Don't cry, don't cry, speak slowly, where does it hurt? Yun'er, what's the matter, why is brother Xiaohu crying?" Fang Lan knew her daughter well, and she had always been the only one who bullied the little tiger, so she gave birth to this little tiger He just loves to cling to her family, Yun'er, and runs to her house all day long, crying at least once a day.

"not me……"

"No, don't scold sister Yun'er...sister, sister...it hurts...fall, fall..."

Fang Lan was taken aback, this time it really wasn't Qiu Yun?

When Xiao Huzi saw that Aunt Fang was going to lecture Yun'er again, his heart ached.The short body immediately blocked Yun'er, intermittently restoring things.

Well, Fang Lan was also speechless.My daughter didn't cry when she fell, but this kid cried first.

"Okay, okay, don't cry! Aunt Fang knows. Yun'er plays well with her brother, you know?"

Qiu Yun nodded, and looked at this clingy boy again. Her only memory of him was that he married a girl three times his size in the previous life, and she heard from her grandma that she always bit his hand when he was a child, and it hurt. I dare not cry.

How did you become a little crying bag in this life?For his sake of protecting her, stop playing tricks on him in the future!
"Don't cry, you're not pretty anymore~" Qiu Yun took out a tissue and handed it to Xiao Huzi, trying to comfort him with a child's tone, after all, she was only three years old.

"Sister, does it still hurt? I... I won't cry!"

"It doesn't hurt! Let's go play!"

"it is good!"

Seeing that the two children loved each other, Fang Lan was relieved. I don't know if it was her illusion. She always felt that her three-year-old daughter was much more sensible than the six-year-old little Huzi.Then he shook his head and laughed, it must be the best subconscious of his own child at work.Yun'er is only three years old.

But, but, my daughter is really sensible!Fang Lan triumphantly hummed a little tune and went back to work in the vegetable field.

　I don’t know what to write, so I decided to follow the trend and write some routines. After all, the routines have been popular since ancient times~\(≧▽≦)/~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)