80s: Little Sweet Wife

Fortunately, Zhao Xueer's bicycle was not the largest size. He thought it was too cumbersome and could not reflect the wind.

Her legs are sore. She can be considered to have returned to the compound. It is almost three o'clock at this time. Han Suqin is anxiously waiting at home alone, worried that something will happen to Meimei and the others.

Meimei hummed and hummed and rode to the door of the house. Before she could stop the car, she fell to the ground with one bone. She grimaced in pain. The little niece, who was pressed by the car, hurriedly helped the car up.

"Where did the eyebrows fall? Let me see!"

Meimei didn't have time to grumble with Han Suqin, and she didn't care about the pain in her elbow, so she got up and ran to the kitchen, "Second aunt, I have found good water, I have to make tea for my grandparents!"

Han Suqin stared dumbfoundedly at her young niece, and it took a while to react, what about Zhao Xueer?

"Mei Mei, where is your third brother? Why didn't he come back with you?"

Han Suqin followed behind to ask questions, thinking secretly that she has always been prudent, but this time she has become unreliable, and let a little girl come back alone, and ride such a high bicycle, that is, she was lucky not to be hit by the car, come back Be sure to talk about Zhao Xueer well, it's really outrageous!

The hard-working Zhao Xueer managed to explain it clearly to the enthusiastic uncles and aunts. He wanted to chase his eyebrows. The little cousin's legs are so short, how can he move his car?

However, the short-legged Meimei children's shoes rode very fast, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Zhao Xueer ran so tired as a dog, but still did not catch up with Meimei, so he had to wear the tattered clothes of the eight-sack elder of the Beggar Gang, in the crowd of pedestrians. With strange eyes and pointing, I turned the train three times in a row, and walked a mile less before returning home bitterly.

Seeing the bicycles parked in the yard, Zhao Xueer's uneasy heart fell to the ground, but his anger rushed to the top of his head.

The little cousin is so stupid, he has to teach her a good lesson, causing him to lose 25 cents of the bus fare, and he is distressed to death!

"Where are you Meimei? You came out for me, who told you to steal my bike? Do you still have the law?"

Zhao Xueer held his breath and found it from upstairs to the downstairs. There was no figure of eyebrows at all. He was so angry that he stood in the living room and shouted at his throat. He didn't care about his demeanor and image!

Wearing the clothes of chicken coop head and eight bags of elders all over the city of Kyoto, he Zhao Xue Er has a fart image and demeanor!

Han Suqin, who was about to ask her eyebrows in the kitchen, heard Zhao Xueer's rough voice~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and felt very strange. What was the stimulation of learning?

Didn't you speak slowly before?

Han Suqin came out curiously and saw Zhao Xueer, who looked like a beggar in the living room, with his hips on his shoulders. He was so shocked that he rubbed his eyes hard. After walking a few steps closer, he was sure that this beggar was indeed the third son of the Zhao family who was the most image-conscious. He laughed graciously.

"Xue Er, what are you doing? Someone robbed you?"

Han Suqin laughed until tears came out. The old man and the old lady lying dozing on the bed had already heard the movement outside, and hurriedly asked Zhao Xueer to enter the room for them to take a look.

How dare Zhao Xue Er dare not obey, even if he is reluctant, he has to go, just treat it as Caiyi entertaining relatives!

Sure enough, the second old man also made him laugh out loud, but it relieved a lot of pain, which was an unexpected joy.

In the kitchen, Meimei took advantage of Han Suqin's departure, and hurriedly put three drops of the herbal water she had soaked overnight into the tea being cooked. She used all the mountain spring water to make tea, using the tender leaves from the old tea trees. , tea green, fragrant, refreshing.