Reborn As A Lucky Girl

I went around and finally went home.

Xue Xueer is a little tired. She lies on Ouyang Qing'an's back and looks at the distant field.

In this winter, the dead trees are lined up and covered with snow. It's not very thick. It's the snow a few days ago. It's just that the weather is cold, there is no sunshine, and naturally it hasn't melted.

Where will Yang Songshu go?

Ouyang Qing'an walked steadily, step by step, staggering, almost shaking Xue Xueer to sleep.

When she got to the door, Xue Xiaowan knocked on the door and shouted, "milk! Xiaoxueer and I are back!"

After a while, I heard footsteps inside. I trotted all the way and opened the door.

Mrs. Xue put out her head and smiled happily: "Oh, the little snow with milk is back! Where's Xiaoqin and Xiaofen?"

Xue Xiaowan said honestly, "big brother and second brother have gone to the river. It seems that Xueer's sister's little partner has been lost. Big guy is looking everywhere ~"

Xue Xiaowan speaks quickly and can grasp the key points.

Then she heard old lady Xue say, "it's a big noise. Come on, little Xueer. I'll take you in and have a look."

Xue Xueer's drowsiness was shaken by the cool wind blowing in the face, and she woke up.

Then she was picked up by old lady Xue from Ouyang Qing'an's back. She was still confused.

"Milk ~ where are we going? Brother Qing'an is still behind." Xue Xueer's eyes fell on Ouyang Qing'an.

The kid's head is not big, and her appearance is really good at fighting. Xue Xueer looks forward to growing up every day. Let her see if Ouyang Qing'an will be so resistant ten or twenty years later.

Mrs. Xue began to talk: "Oh, Nai thought you had an appointment with Yang Songshu. Soon after Nai came back, the boy was waiting for you in front of the door. Nai saw that it was windy outside, so he went into the house to get warm."

I can't imagine such a big thing.

It turned out that they had been working hard for a long time. Is Yang Songshu really in their house?

This is a big Oolong

Xue Xueer reluctantly lies on old lady Xue's shoulder and makes a gesture to Ouyang Qing'an. I hope he can see it!

Ouyang Qing'an was reluctant, but since Xiao Xueer said so, he would still do it.

"Grandma Xue, in that case, I'll go to someone and talk to Uncle Yang first, so as not to worry him." Ouyang Qing'an is indifferent.

Ouyang Qing'an has always been a sensible child, which is particularly reassuring. When he said so, of course, Mrs. Xue had no opinion.

But before he spoke, he heard the voice of Yang Songshu inside: "don't mind your own business! Don't talk to my parents!"

His voice trembled faintly and showed a stubborn spirit.

Several people did not know what had happened and looked at each other.

Ouyang Qing'an was not afraid of anything: "it's hard for you to do this. I used to do the same with my mother."

He also came with his mother. As a result, his mother didn't care about him at all. It seemed that his parents really loved him. He was an accident.

But Xue Xueer was different. This scene had a great impact on her.

It's like watching fantasy movies.

Yang Songshu, a gentle boy who is knowledgeable and reasonable, even has such uncontrollable emotions that he is the same as ordinary children.

"Milk, you put me down and I'll have a look." Xue Xueer whispered in Mrs. Xue's ear.

Although Mrs. Xue was worried, she put the child down. She knew that Yang Songshu would not hurt xiaoxueer.

She walked towards Yang Songshu with steps. A small face that didn't wake up was particularly lovely.

"Yang Songshu, why didn't you tell your parents you were here?" Xue Xueer asked, "do you think your parents can't find you? How worried they are!"

Yang Songshu shook his little fist again and again, as if there was something difficult to say, and was unwilling to speak for a long time.

When Xue Xueer looked down, she found the pinholes on the back of Yang Songshu's hand.