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A few days after Han Yu's stay, Tang Xia was about to move into her aunt's house.

As soon as she came home after finishing her lessons that weekend, she saw Tang Zhihai sitting on the sofa in the living room, helping herself with daily necessities. Tang Xia knew that her "difficult" days were coming.

"Xiao Xia, your father didn't tidy up your clothes, so go clean them yourself." Tang Zhihai confessed.

"Okay." The girl was dejected, and slowly walked into the bedroom with her schoolbag on her back.

As soon as the door was closed, she lay down on the bed, her whole face buried in the soft quilt, feeling depressed.

Thinking that there was still a little devil in her aunt's house, Tang Xia's heart felt like being tightly grabbed by a hand, and she panicked.

But what can I do, I have promised my father that she will stay at my aunt's house temporarily before the end of the semester, so that she can stay in the third year of high school.

bear with it...

Tang Xia took a deep breath, tried her best to cheer herself up, went out to wash her face, dragged out the suitcase, and began to pack her luggage seriously.

Clothes, toiletries, extracurricular exercises... There are not many things, but after tidying up, there is a big box full.

She brought the simplest change of clothes, one is because she can go home every weekend, and the other is... There is always a feeling of being dependent on others, and she doesn't want her stay to appear very grandiose.

Taking advantage of the rest day, Tang Zhihai drove Tang Xia to his aunt's house.

Cousin Shiqi didn't attend class that day, so when the adults were chatting in the living room, she poked her head out of the study, staring closely at Tang Xia with her two round eyes.

At that time Tang Xia sat quietly beside her father, being that sensible and decent girl.

"Shiqi, hurry up and call someone, this is—"

Auntie waved at the little girl hiding in the room with a warm smile.

But before she could finish her sentence, she heard Shiqi humming shamelessly, then turned her head arrogantly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Aunt was a little embarrassed.

"Children are like this, making people feel shy." Tang Zhihai smoothed things over and said modestly.

Uncle and aunt looked at each other, although they were very disappointed with Shiqi's performance, they still went down the steps, "We can't control her anymore."

Tang Xia wanted to roll her eyes when she heard it.

If her uncle and aunt hadn't been very kind to her, she really wanted to get straight to the point and say—

Shiqi is in the fourth grade! What is the problem of unwillingness to call people!

Clearly...

Tang Xia looked at her aunt in disbelief, and sighed silently.

Discipline is lax.

"Then I'll go first and go back to school early in the afternoon."

Tang Xia was thinking about something when she suddenly heard Tang Zhihai say something.

She was taken aback for a moment, and when she looked up, she saw that her father had already stood up, gently resting his broad palm on top of her head, and rubbing it lovingly.

"Xiao Xia, I will trouble you all during this time," Tang Zhihai said, lowering his head and telling Tang Xia, "Help my uncle and aunt a little more, and don't make trouble, you know?"

Auntie looked at Tang Xia tenderly, "How come, Xiao Xia is very sensible, she came to live, I am too happy to be happy."

Uncle also said: "Yes, it's not troublesome at all, so don't worry."

Tang Xia suddenly felt her nose sour, but she didn't want to make the scene sad, she lowered her head and whispered: "I know, Dad."

She didn't want her father to feel that she was reluctant, and she didn't want her uncle and aunt to feel that she would be wronged if she moved in. So Tang Xia endured it desperately, clenched her sleeves tightly with both hands, her eyes were slightly red and steamy.

After sending Tang Zhihai to the door, his uncle and aunt kept reassuring him, but Tang Xia shrank back, only waved his hands lightly, and didn't say much.

She was afraid that she couldn't help crying.

"boom-"

The open door was closed after all.

Tang Xia's heart was empty, and there was an inexplicable feeling of helplessness that came from grief.

"Xiaoxia, can Auntie tidy up for you?"

Before she could recover completely, the aunt suddenly turned around and asked with concern.

The girl quickly put away her emotions, held back her tears, pretended to be nothing, and replied with a smile: "It's okay, I'll do it myself." She pushed the suitcase, worried that she would rub the floor of her aunt's house. , how gentle and gentle the movement should be.

Caught off guard, Shi Qi, who had been hiding in the study and never came out, leaned against the edge of the door at some point, pointed at Tang Xia, and said angrily—

"Don't break the floor of my house!"

Tang Xia was startled, and stopped in embarrassment.

Uncle reprimanded in a deep voice: "Shiqi, don't mess around!"

"Hmph!" Shi Qi glared at her father, then glared at Tang Xia.

Tang Xia pinched the handle of the suitcase with both hands, not knowing whether she should return or enter.

"Shiqi said it casually, Xiaoxia, don't worry about it," the uncle came over and comforted her, "Your aunt paid a lot of money to buy this floor, it's not so easy to break, you don't have to trust Shiqi."

"Yes, yes," my aunt saw that Tang Xia was a little embarrassed, she grabbed the girl's suitcase and went all the way to the bedroom, "Come on, my aunt has freed up a cabinet for you, enough to store a lot of clothes."

She didn't want Tang Xia to be burdened, so she just walked fast, making the wheels of the suitcase make a series of loud screeching sounds on the floor.

Then Shi Qi screamed and ran out again.

"ah-"

Her voice is still sharp like a child's, although immature, it also sounds particularly harsh.

Tang Xia even felt some tinnitus.

"Shiqi! Why are you crazy!"

Uncle was annoyed, walked over in three steps at a time, and asked Shiqi with a dark face.

Shiqi was not afraid at all, and ran behind her aunt all the way in her slippers, shouting dissatisfiedly while running——

"That's my room! Mom, why are you dragging my sister's box into my room!"

Tang Xia didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a moment.

She wants to sleep in the same room with Shiqi, should she cry?

Shiqi is still willing to call her sister, shouldn't she be laughing?

The aunt lowered her head and coaxed: "Hey, sister will stay at our house for a few days and sleep with you, okay?"

"Not good!" Shi Qi refused without thinking, her head turned into a rattle, with reluctance written all over her face, "My bed is so small, it can't fit two people!"

After she finished speaking, she grabbed Tang Xia's suitcase and did not let go.

Uncle glanced at Tang Xia, probably aware of the girl's embarrassment, and he was even more disappointed with Shi Qi's performance.

"Wang Shiqi, it's not up to you to decide."

The man's voice was very cold, with the majesty of the head of the family in it.

Even if Shiqi was ignorant, she couldn't help being frightened.

Every time her father called her full name, she knew that he was really angry.

The atmosphere froze all of a sudden.

After a while, Tang Xia took a step back.

"Uncle and aunt, otherwise, I'll just sleep on the sofa, it doesn't matter."