Reborn As A Lucky Girl

Xue Xueer blinked for some unknown reason and drew lots. What did Uncle and aunt see her doing?

Is there anything on her face?

Xue Xueer reached out and touched her little face, as if there was nothing

Chen Honglian returned to her senses and swallowed her saliva: "if you don't mention it, I've almost forgotten it. It's strange. If she's in charge, will she be the same as our mother said? Is xiaoxueer really an immortal?"

Otherwise, why do you explain that children who have just reached 100 days will climb by themselves and draw lots by themselves?

Boss Xue hurriedly urged: "it's no use thinking about these. Let Mingming draw lots first."

With that, boss Xue picked up the baby in his swaddling clothes, picked her up in an oblique embrace, faced the table and slowly began to walk around the table.

The relatives around didn't think there was anything wrong. Their children seemed to draw lots like this at that time.

Only Xue Xueer was curious: "eh? Why didn't uncle let Mingming's sister come down and catch her?"

His mother smiled and explained to Xue Xueer: "because the child's neck is still very soft at this time, he can't support his head, let alone climb. My little tea is early, and he will climb in seven months..."

He Yiming seemed a little shy and drank his strawberry juice silently.

Her mother has told people many times that she can climb in seven months!

Xue Xueer said in her heart, "bad! At that time, she came down to draw lots at the hundred day banquet. Isn't she exposed? But how did she do it at that time? At least she was a baby. How could she look up?

Xue Xueer was puzzled, but no one seemed to notice her problem and no one mentioned it.

Then she continued to watch as if she didn't know.

Boss Xue has left most of the table. Xue Mingming just looks at the things on the table with big black eyes. He doesn't seem to have the intention of reaching out to catch them.

This makes boss Xue a little worried. He has no bottom in his heart

Don't walk around all the tables at that time. Xue Mingming is still not interested in these. That's a big deal.

Xue Laoer also looked at one side, but he seemed to have no expression. He didn't seem to care what Xue Mingming caught, as if he was really not Xue Mingming's father.

Chen Honglian began to guide Xue Mingming, slowly picked up the things on the table and shook them in front of her.

Coins, abacus, seals, wool balls

But for these, Xue Mingming seems not interested at all. There are only the last few left. It's impossible to say it's not urgent.

Chen Honglian lowered her voice and looked at Xue Laoda Road: "the master, are we ready to leak? How do you feel that Mingming doesn't like it."

Xue Mingming didn't catch the rosary that boss Xue picked up. He was also a little melancholy: "look again, aren't there still a few?"

Also, Chen Honglian continued to retreat. The relatives and friends at the bottom had held their breath. They were as nervous as Chen Honglian and his wife.

This child is unusual

He is much calmer than ordinary children. If he had been another child, such as Xue Fen, he would have been angry when he was a child.

Finally, Xue Mingming's sight fell on a brush on the table. He covered his little hand and smiled, which made people listen and heal.

"Mingming, want this?" Chen Honglian tentatively picked up the brush on the table and shook it in front of Xue Mingming.

Unexpectedly, a fleshy little fat hand stretched out from the swaddling clothes and held the brush tightly.

The brush was picked up from the relics of old four. Except for old four, no one in the family made such a literary thing, and there were few educated people in the East Village.

After thinking about it, Mrs. Xue agreed, took out the brush and drew lots, and returned to Zhao after using it up.

Boss Xue suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Chen Honglian was also a little surprised. She covered her face and looked incredible in her eyes.

Speaking with a little sob: "we Xue family... Want to produce a cultural man again?"