Xue Xueer:?
What did her words bring inspiration to her uncle?
Boss Xue quickly joined old lady Xue and hugged his little niece.
"Xiaoxueer, you are really our little lucky star."
There is not a restaurant in the town making drinks, even in the state-owned hotel.
I'll give you rice soup at most.
In fact, he is also very confused. In ancient times, inns had drinks. Why not now?
Isn't this the more you live, the more you go back!
Xue Xueer scratched her head.
The family went home happily. It was really happy.
While Xue Xueer was sleeping, she suddenly remembered what Ouyang Qing'an had said to her.
Later in school, he will protect her from being bullied by anyone.
God, what's the line of a romantic play? Xue Xueer secretly has fun.
Her little fiance is really meeting day by day, and she found that Ouyang Qing'an's "meeting" is born without any later artificial influence.
If so, it must be his father, Ouyang Zhengkuan.
This spoiled wife is crazy.
It was already dark in the room. Old lady Xue also heard Xue Xueer's voice of stealing music and was a little funny: "Xiao Xueer, what are you thinking so happy? Talk to Nai?"
Where would Xue Xueer tell her about it? I'm ashamed to say that!
Xue Xueer thought for a moment. Anyway, she can't see her face clearly in the dark now.
"Milk ~ I was thinking, can I also help Uncle earn money?" Xue Xueer was lying with her eyes open. She was out of breath.
It just sounds different to Mrs. Xue.
What kind of little angel is this?
I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. I was thinking about her uncle.
With such a granddaughter, she must have accumulated blessings in her last life!
"Good, little Xueer, go to bed first. Don't mind your uncle's business first." Old lady Xue also stretched out her hand to twist the quilt corner for Xue Xueer: "it's important for Xiao Xueer to grow up healthily!"
Unimportant uncle: don't you sleep? Why are you talking about me again?
As soon as it was light the next day, Xue Xueer heard the sound of firecrackers, crackling and lively.
She opened her eyes vaguely. Old lady Xue was no longer in bed.
"Milk ~"
Xue Xueer shouted several times, but she didn't see anyone. She had to get out of bed and dress herself.
Xu Fang was just about to come and have a look when she saw such a funny scene.
Xue Xueer is pulling her autumn pants by herself. One of them is still hanging outside. She can't pull it up. She stumbles as if she is about to fall, and her trouser legs are still on the ground.
Xue Xueer is a little helpless. I don't blame her. She didn't wear these... Autumn pants in postmodernism.
Is this called autumn pants?
It's two ropes that have to be tied around her waist.
Although not le, she always thought it was strange, but in winter, adults asked their children to wear them, and she couldn't help it.
Xu fangya smiled and said, "come on, my mother will help you wear it."
Xue Xueer could finally catch her breath. She was a little helpless and muttered, "Mom, these pants are too thick. Can you not wear them?"
But Xu fangya refused her 'request': "what's the matter? Your milk, your mother and even your father are wearing them. It's cold. What if you catch a cold?"
Xue Xueer's attempt to resist failed.
Forget it, just wear it. Anyway, no one sees it in it.
"Mother, where's the milk?"
Xu fangya took Xue Xueer's coat and said to her, "the milk is in front of the door. In a moment, the village will kill pigs and divide meat. The milk will go to prepare the guy!"
Yes, it seems that they have a guy from their family. The pigs in the pigsty will be pulled over later.
Xue Xueer is excited again. She can see all the things she couldn't see before she was three years old. Now she is four years old!
It's wonderful.
"Mom, if our pigs are killed, won't there be no pigs?"
Hearing this, Xu fangya couldn't laugh: "there are little pigs. When they are raised, they will be another big pig next year."
"So pigs grow so fast!"