Yu wennuan heard these two words and was seen by Yu Zhenmin and Chen Xingxue.
They both smiled and waved to Yu wennuan, "Wenbao, come on."
Yu wennuan walked over slowly, "what's the matter, Grandpa?"
Yu Zhenmin touched Yu wennuan's hair, "Wenbao, will grandpa tie your hair?"
Hearing the speech, Yu wennuan almost asked for a question mark.
Did she have auditory hallucinations because she didn't wake up?
Yu Zhenmin wants to tie her hair?
But seeing Yu Zhenmin's serious face, Yu wennuan knew he had heard correctly.
Is it difficult that adults like to dress up dolls regardless of their age?
Yu wennuan's hair is never cut. It has grown for more than three years. Now it's waist long.
Of course, this is also because she is short. There is no way to compare with an adult's waist and long hair.
Yu wennuan is so big that Yu Zhenmin hasn't pierced her head yet.
But sometimes, Xu Shuhua pricks her head, and Yu Zhenmin will sit and watch.
Thinking of Xu Shuhua, Yu wennuan looked around, "Grandpa, where's my grandmother?"
"Your grandmother has gone to the county and hasn't come back yet! Grandpa will prick your head today, okay? "
Hearing this, Yu wennuan finally understood why Yu Zhenmin said to tie her hair. It turned out that Xu Shuhua was not at home.
If Xu Shuhua were at home, there would be no chance for Yu Zhenmin to start.
Chen qiaoqin didn't come out either. I think it should be cooking in the kitchen.
Looking at Yu Zhenmin's look of expectation, Yu wennuan nodded, "OK! Then I'll get the comb! "
Yu wennuan walked slowly to his room step by step. He always felt that he had walked out of the momentum of turning back to death.
Even if he walked more slowly, after a few minutes, Yu wennuan came back with a comb, a mirror and a rubber band.
With a smile on his face, Yu Zhenmin took over the comb and rubber band, asked Yu wennuan to sit on a small bench, sat behind Yu wennuan, and gently combed Yu wennuan's hair with a comb.
Yu Wenwen's hair is long but smooth.
Even if you roll around in bed when you sleep, you won't tie knots and tangle together.
Yu Zhenmin held a wooden comb in his big rough hand and gently combed Yu wennuan's hair. His action looked soft and careful, as if he was afraid that he would hurt Yu wennuan if he was not careful.
Chen Xingxue sat and looked at the scene, feeling uncomfortable all over. "I said Lao Yu, you said, what do you comb for nuanbao? Is this what you can do! Still call her mother over. "
Yu Zhenmin heard the speech and didn't even look at Chen Xingxue. "What do you know? You don't have a granddaughter. How do you know what it's like to comb your granddaughter's hair."
Chen Xingxue was stunned and couldn't remember how to answer for a long time.
He doesn't have a granddaughter... He doesn't have a granddaughter. What's the matter?
Does he blame him for not having a granddaughter?
Chen Xingxue clenched his fist and said to Yu wennuan with a sudden smile, "Wenbao, do you like your grandpa or Grandpa Chen?"
Yu wennuan, "..."
When she was three and a half years old, did she finally hear the classic question?
"Do you like your father or your mother?"
"Does your mother like you or your brother?"
"Grandpa likes you or grandma likes you?"
This is probably a problem that every child will hear when he is a child.
I can't remember clearly whether I heard such a problem when I was a child in my previous life.
But in this life, from birth to now, she heard such a problem for the first time.