Chapter 598

Dialect words drink a mouthful of white water, not angry white her one eye, "you silly, your uncle Feng care about you so much, a look to know abnormal, obviously still beyond the scope of a guardian, and you ah, silly don't understand why."

Miao Xiaohui was shocked. "You can see that he told me..." she didn't finish what she said.

"You think I'm as stupid as you are. I've knocked on you more than once, but you just don't know how to do it. What else can I do? " Rather helpless to give her a big white eye, dialect words body comfortable back.

Miao Xiaohui was completely shocked. She was the only one who had been kept in the dark?

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Suddenly approached he Shumo asked happily.

But he obviously saw that when he finished this sentence, dialect language glared at him.

Miao Xiaohui doesn't recognize any other meaning in this sentence. All she thinks about now is her uncle Feng

"Where shall we go later?" Always out of excitement, he Shumo asked happily while helping to open the fried package.

It's the first time he's seen Miao Xiaohui since the holiday. Before that, he asked her to come out to play for various reasons and excuses. As a result, she said that she was in the countryside. It was hard to wait until she came back. Now we must get in touch with each other.

"You go, I won't go." Miao Xiaohui, who is full of worries, wants to be quiet as soon as possible.

"What's the matter with you? Why don't we go? We're finally liberated. Shouldn't we celebrate? " He Shumo's expression is a little surprised when he releases the hand of the fried package box, which is too far away from Miao Xiaohui in his impression.

Before every holiday, she took the lead in organizing everyone to go out and have a good time. What happened this year?

He Shumo was so worried that he couldn't help saying, "you don't know Xiaohui is strictly controlled by her uncle Feng, so it's reasonable for her not to go“

He Shumo looked at the dialect words with reluctance, and then turned his eyes to Miao Xiaohui again. He asked reluctantly, "does uncle Feng even want to deprive you of this freedom?"

Miao Xiaohui wants to say: it's more than that. If she is really with him in the future, I'm afraid he will follow her wherever she goes.

Think of all feel terrible!

"Uncle Feng is a parent. What's the freedom of taking off Xiaohui?" Dialect words can't stand he Shumo's dead brained appearance. He knows that Tang Shaofeng's kindness to Miao Xiaohui is beyond the scope of a guardian's responsibility, but he is still hypnotizing himself, thinking that he will have a chance to catch up with Miao Xiaohui.

Do you think this kind of person has a brain problem?

"What about parents? It's not her own father. Even her father has to leave her private space, right He Shumo is obviously in a hurry.

Dialect speech is preparing to have a good theory with him, when Miao Xiaohui, who is sitting in his seat and doesn't say a word, stands up. The air pressure is a little low. "OK, you two have quarreled. I have to leave in advance. You two go to play."

With that, he turned and left.

But he Shumo, who stood up, grabbed her and stared at her with pleading eyes. "Xiaohui, it's not easy to get together. Do you really have the heart to go like this?"

Miao Xiaohui sighs, shakes off he Shumo's hand and sits back on the seat.

In fact, she didn't think about where to go at all.

It's impossible for her to go back to Tang's old house at this time. She doesn't want to be besieged by granny Tang any more. She doesn't have to fight with her at ordinary times. It's unbearable to be enthusiastic now.

Wandering aimlessly, I don't know where to go, so I have to sit back and say nothing.

He Shumo saw that she was not happy, but he was more gratified than sitting down after she left.

"It's hard for the three of us to get together, and maybe we will go our separate ways after college. Shouldn't we cherish this time?"? Such a poor excuse came out of his mouth, and he didn't believe it. Because no matter where Miao Xiaohui is going, he will follow. Even if he can't get into the university she went to, he will be sent to that school by his family to get close to her.

Miao Xiaohui took another breath, then raised her head and ignored it. If she didn't understand these things, she simply didn't think about them. As the book says, when the university begins, maybe the three of them will go to three different universities. If they are still in Haicheng, it's OK to say. If they go to other cities, it's really hard for them to see each other.

After thinking about it seriously, she proposed: "some time ago, uncle Feng and I went to Yancun for disaster relief. The school over there just lacks teachers. Should we take advantage of this time to support teaching?"

Miao Xiaohui's voice just fell, he Shumo was the first to raise his hand. How could he miss such a good opportunity?

Immediately excited said: "such a good thing, how do you just inform us now?"

Compared with he Shumo's excitement, the dialect on the opposite side is a little helpless. She likes to be quiet most, and let her play with a group of children. Isn't that going to blow her head up?

Seeing the hesitation of dialect, Miao Xiaohui raised her chin and asked her, "what about Yan Yan? Are you going with me? "

Dialect words actually want to refuse, but glancing at he Shumo, she always feels that Miao Xiaohui and he alone make her a little uneasy. Had to harden the scalp agreed to come down, "well, anyway, put such a long time off at home also nothing to do, just can go to exercise."

"Well, we've made a deal. Now we'll go home and pack up and start right away."

"Today?" Although dialect has been forced to agree, but did not expect to start so soon, but let her a little surprised. She is going to spend a few days in the studio. Now it seems that this plan is going to fail.

"The children there can't wait. If we go one day earlier, they can have class one day." Although Miao Xiaohui said that, in fact, she wanted to stay away from Uncle Feng and the Tang family as soon as possible.

All of a sudden, such a big change happened. For a moment, she couldn't accept it. She wanted to go out to hide and digest it slowly.

"Today is today. I'll go back to pack up immediately. I'll call you when it's over." In this matter, he Shumo is the happiest, which is a step closer to his confession of Miao Xiaohui.

Dialect words don't angry white her one eye, "now you know I'm good to you?" If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have gone.

But she can't say that, otherwise it will cause psychological burden to her heart.

If she knows that he Shumo likes her too, isn't she going to be scared that people who have always been her good friends should think of her differently, which is a bit difficult to do?

Instead of affecting her mood, it's better not to tell her that everything will take its course and there will be a solution.

Just like her and her uncle Feng, they didn't understand anything before, but now they're talking about it. Isn't that good?

Dialect is actually very happy for her, at least Tang Shaofeng is really good to her, eager to give her the best things in the world. The onlookers can see clearly. She can see it better.

As for he Shumo, it's not that he is not good to Xiaohui, but that she understands Xiaohui's heart for him. Xiaohui has always regarded him as a brother and never thought about other aspects, so they are not suitable at all.

"Yanyan is the best. How can I not know that if I leave, I will go home with you to pack up, and then you will go home with me to pack up, OK?" Rubbed on her arm, she said coquettishly.

"What are you going to tell Uncle Feng?" This is a bit of a question in dialect.

Miao Xiaohui smiles mysteriously, "I won't tell him!"

Dialect words immediately creepy, "I think this time you have to be implicated!"

"It's OK, I'll cover you!" Reach out to embrace the shoulder of dialect speech, she says shamelessly.

I think you'd better take care of yourself

……

Running back to Jingyuan secretly, Miao Xiaohui fills her suitcase with everything she can take. It's like she's planning to stay.

To make complaints about dialect, "do you not come back to rhythm?"

Miao Xiaohui didn't stare at her angrily, "you can't stop eating." After entering the door, he went straight to the kitchen and stuffed the delicious fruit in the refrigerator into his mouth.

"Hum!" Dialect words don't bother to talk to her, spread out in the sofa to continue to eat.

Miao Xiaohui, who is in a hurry to pack up, stands in the room and looks around for a week, and finally decides to leave a note for uncle Feng.

"Uncle Feng, I'm gone. Don't look for me“

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On the way to Yancun, he Shumo, the only driver with a driver's license, drove his white cross-country car with fairly good driving skills.

Miao Xiaohui and dialect speech are sitting in the back seat, one is watching animation, the other is playing games, playing energetically.

He Shumo, who felt very bored, finally couldn't help it. "Can you two think about my feelings a little bit?"

Neither of them raised their heads. "Aren't we afraid to disturb you?"

"Aren't you afraid I'll fall asleep and drive into the ditch?"

"Not afraid!" Eyes still fall on the mobile phone, two people speak in the same voice.

He Shumo is really speechless, so he has to shut up and drive carefully.

……

"Squeak!" Normal driving as a sudden to a brake, sitting in the back seat of the two girls a forward load past, heavily hit the front seat back.

"Oh, it hurts!" The dialect covered his forehead, and the expression on his face was distorted.

And Miao Xiaohui twisted her eyebrows and burst out: "he Shumo, what are you doing. Almost killed us both“

Frightened, he Shumo turned his head slowly and turned pale. "I... Seem to have hit someone!"

The two girls who complained at the back suddenly widened their eyes and looked frightened.

"What?" Miao Xiaohui was more courageous after all. She opened the car door while asking questions and was ready to go down to have a look.

"Xiaohui, don't go!" Dialect language a little afraid, ready to pull her hand, she handed her a relaxed look, "it's OK, I'll see."

Dialect how can twist Miao Xiaohui, had to let go, let her slowly jump out of the car.