Xue Xueer said, "I'll go later!"

Ouyang Qing'an had no comment and asked, "where are we going now?"

Xue Xueer took Ouyang Qing'an's hand and walked all the way to the side door of the yard. It was a small door, just behind the main room. Generally speaking, old lady Xue used to go shopping.

And when men in the family go to work to earn points, they also go from here.

The gate is too eye-catching.

"The post office will close the day after tomorrow. I want to go to the post office to write a letter!" Xue Xueer said.

She has even calculated that writing letters is really much cheaper than sending things.

This time it was Ouyang Qing'an's turn to be a little curious: "who is xiaoxueer going to write to?"

Xue Xueer smiled: "Yang Songshu!"

As soon as the name came out, Ouyang Qing'an was not as happy as before.

His eyes were a little unhappy, and his tone was a little sour: "why write to him?"

"Well... Because he has been to the city for treatment for a while. He sent a letter before, and I haven't answered it yet." Xue Xueer thought: "isn't the new year coming soon? I just want to reply to his letter and ask him how he is!"

After Yang Songshu sent the letter last time, she already had Yang Songshu's address, but she forgot it a few days ago.

Perhaps it was the family life that made her forget it.

"Treatment?" Ouyang Qing'an wondered, "what's the matter with him?"

Although Ouyang Qing'an also knew about the last time the Yang family came to Yang Songshu, he went to help call people, but he didn't know that Yang Songshu would treat his illness later.

After all, it was only what Yang's mother said to Xiao Xueer in private, asking her to persuade Yang Songshu more.

Xue Xueer also felt that this matter had little to do with Ouyang Qing'an, so she didn't talk to him.

After all, everyone has his own privacy and secrets.

Now I mention it purely because I mentioned it.

"Do you remember the last time he lost his registration?" Xue Xueer asked.

Ouyang Qing'an nodded, and the two went on along with the sign.

Anyway, the road is so long and it's not cold at dusk. It's a relief to walk and talk.

Almost to the village, to the edge of the town, the two people combed it all.

Ouyang Qingan also felt a little incredible.

"According to Xiao Xueer, this disease can be cured in the early stage?"

Xue Xueer nodded: "as long as you cooperate with the treatment, there is still no big problem, but Yang Songshu was particularly reluctant to go."

i see.

It seems that the hostility to Yang Songshu is a little less.

"Xiao Xueer, do you like Yang Songshu?"

Just after asking, Ouyang Qing'an regretted again.

It's too abrupt for him to ask. After all, Xiao Xueer is a four-year-old child. Can she understand what she likes or dislikes?

Xue Xueer turned her eyes and said with a smile, "of course! Yang Songshu is my best friend!"

It's between friends.

Ouyang Qing'an breathed a sigh of relief. He said, Xiao Xueer is so small. How can she understand that.

As she used to say before, she likes big brother, second brother and her third sister best.

It's the same.

In that case, there is no need for him to be afraid of Yang Songshu.

After all, from the threshold, he is a little shorter than himself.

Ouyang Qing'an even walked a little without recognition.

Now Yang Songshu is full of pity. He finally knows why he likes to play with xiaoxueer.

Not only because xiaoxueer has a good character, but also because xiaoxueer is the only friend who gets along with him.

Although little Xueer is young, she seems to know a lot.

Xue Xueer saw that Ouyang Qing'an didn't speak and didn't understand what he was thinking. She didn't ask much, and kept walking towards the post office with her back to her hand.

After holding it for a long time, Ouyang Qing'an asked her, "Xiao Xueer, I've always been curious. Where did you learn so much?"

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