To give her such a precious thing, however, this is exactly what she wants. She also wants to find out how to keep these books, and how to keep more of them. After all, these books are good things. It's a pity to wash them away.

Chen Zhong's eyes on these books are totally different from those of other books. Even her movements are very careful. Can she think that these books are actually the most important ones in Chen Zhong's works.

"Uncle Zhong, I'm so sorry about that." when Tang Zhinian came to pick up his daughter, he not only hugged her, but also took several other people's books. It's just, how can they take other people's things? Let Chen Zhong help to look at the children every day, he is very embarrassed, but also to take food with hair, how big his face, how shameless.

"I gave it to my apprentice. What are you talking about?"

Chen Zhong's poisonous words almost made Tang Zhinian speechless.

But this sentence, apprentice, can be regarded as a formal identity for Tang Yuxin. It's a matter of course to come here later. Of course, even if you eat the master's food, you can still have peace of mind, and it's no problem to take the master's things.

After Tang Yuxin went back, she wrapped these books in plastic paper and put them under her little bed. Anyway, she couldn't understand a word, and she didn't read them for nothing.

Heart, heart.. Someone is calling her name outside.

She climbed down, put on her little shoes and ran out.

Standing in front of her house were two girls about the same size as her. When they were free, they all played together.

One is older, about six or seven years old, and several are younger. They are almost the same age as her, maybe three or four years old.

Zhang Xiaoya, the eldest one, is the child of their neighbor's family. He is really eight years old. Now he hasn't gone to school. Because he was born in the second half of the year, his school card is tight, and he won't go to school until next year, so he stays here all the time, helping his family to farm the land. When he's free, he takes them to play.

Tang Yuxin's eyes fell on one of the girls. The girl was black and thin, and her nose was first-class. Then the stream was sucked into her nose.

Tang Yuxin couldn't remember who he was for a moment. However, in my impression, it is such a character, but in her last life, after three years old, she seldom came back, so I really don't remember. When she came back from rebirth, she was less familiar and more strange.

"Sister Yaya, who is she?"

She ran over and grabbed the big girl's arm, just like she was afraid that Zhang Xiaoya would be robbed, full of all kinds of vigilance.

"She's my younger brother. She came back from her hometown to live in the village."

My brother? Tang Yuxin also remembered who this younger brother was for a while. Many younger brother guides in the village knew that this was the product of family planning. However, he was really familiar with this younger brother. Should he have something to do with her? Otherwise, she could not forget others, but she did.

Zhang Xiaoya took a few children to the river, dug some mud, fell on the ground, and then gave a piece to one person. It has to be said that Zhang Xiaoya is indeed the king of these children. He is not only old, but also sensible, and they all like the big, so they adore Zhang Xiaoya.

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