Chapter 247

Xue Xueer's words made old lady Xue happy and kept patting her on the back: "OK, OK, when Xiao Xueer grows up, she will also let the milk enjoy happiness."

Mrs. Xue smiled, but she didn't think so.

They are elders, but they never want to enjoy any children and grandchildren. As long as they can always be happy, happy and healthy, it is more important than anything.

Yang's mother was in a better mood. Then she got up and said to old lady Xue, "Aunt Xue, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, I don't know where my son could go!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Mrs. Xue waved her hand: "Ode to the book, I'm looking for Xiao Xueer."

"Xiaoxueer is a good child." Yang's mother went to Xue Xueer and squatted down, her eyes full of hope: "xiaoxueer, can you also help your aunt to praise the book? Treatment must be done..."

The more Yang's mother mentioned it, the more sad she was, and her eyes were red with tears.

Xue Xueer was even more puzzled. What disease did Yang Songshu have that made the family so worried?

She reached out from her small coat bag and felt for a small handkerchief, which Xu fangya embroidered for her.

"If my aunt doesn't cry, xiaoxueer will help her." Xue Xueer reached out to wipe Yang's tears, and felt something deep in her heart.

What's wrong with the child and what's wrong with the child? It's still the parents who suffer the most.

She can't have any problems, otherwise Xu fangya should cry.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Yang's father took Yang Songshu back first, leaving Yang's mother to talk to Xue Xueer in detail. After a while, Xue Xueer agreed to help Yang's mother write this letter.

Xue Xueer picked up her pen and finished the letter under the guidance of Xue Qin.

She can't write with a pen, which makes people doubt.

Until Yang's mother left, Xue Xueer still sighed.

It turned out that Yang Songshu had leukemia. In the early stage, if he went to a big city, he still had to be treated.

Therefore, we often see that Yang Songshu's parents are very nervous. He didn't quite understand before, because there are too many families giving birth to sons. I thought Yang's father and they were the same, just because they love their son.

At present, I just feel sorry that he encountered these injustices when he was so young.

But with this letter, I hope Yang Songshu can live a good life and overcome the disease as soon as possible!

Time flies. It has come to the tail of the twelfth lunar month. A few days before the new year, every family begins to decorate, not to mention how lively it is.

On the morning of the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, Chen Honglian took the children to fetch clean water.

The first thing to do today is to clean up. I'm afraid it's the day when every household uses the most water all year round.

Xue Xueer didn't sleep in. She's used to it. Since she came here, it's old lady Xue. She wakes up when she wakes up.

She won't stay up late at night, mainly because she doesn't have anything to kill time, so she can only sleep.

"Sister Xueer, just take this!" Xue Xiaowan handed her the smallest bucket in her family. It may be a children's bucket... A little bigger than her head.

She's really not tired at all when she mentions this.

Xue Xueer stared at the bucket in Xue Qin's hand and blinked: "I also want to mention brother!"

I don't know why. As soon as she said this, the whole family began to laugh.

"Sister xue'er, brother's bucket can put you in." Xue Fen laughed happily.

Well, if she sits in, she can really put her in.

I almost forgot that I was still a child.

Xue Xueer took her bucket and followed her brothers and sisters.

"Brother, don't we take Mingming's sister?" Xue Xiaowan asked very seriously.

Xue Qin took the bucket in one hand and Xue Xueer in the other: "Mingming is only two months old. She can't walk yet."

Xue Xiaowan nodded: "it turns out that Mingming's sister can't walk!"