My uncle Ma Qianqian's house was not far from the entrance of the village, and he went up a hill and turned right to get there.

"Horse forward, hurry, there is a guest at home. ”

Wang Yuanbao took the lead, and before the bicycle stopped, he shouted at the top of his voice.

"Who?"

A few people soon came out of the house, saw Wang Yuanbao at the gate of the courtyard, and greeted him with a smile:

"Captain, why are you here?"

Wang Yuanbao propped up the car, untied the burden on the girder and handed it over:

"Take it carefully, don't fall, don't squeeze. ”

Ma Qianqian was stuffed with a big burden in his arms, and before he could understand what was going on, he was frightened like holding a mine, and his face turned white.

"Brother-in-law!"

Later, Song Chunan came up with his daughter in his arms, said hello from afar, and smiled brightly.

"Uncle!"

Song Ci cleverly followed the shouting, and the small voice was as sweet as honey.

"Anzi is here, come and sit down. Mom and Dad, are they alright?"

As soon as Ma Qianqian saw his brother-in-law, a warm smile immediately bloomed on his honest face, and he enthusiastically gave in to the guests.

Next to him, Ma Huasheng and Ma Huayang jumped over to call their uncle and sister, and beckoned Song Ci to come down and play.

Ma Huayang also turned his head and shouted in the courtyard:

"Sister, our sister is here!"

Ma Huajing happily put down her half-washed clothes and ran over, first called her uncle, and then reached out to hug her sister:

"Sister, why don't you come all the time? I miss you. Let's go, I'll show you the little dress I sewn for you, it's beautiful. ”

Song Ci smiled and shouted to her brothers and sisters, wanting to go down to the ground and go by herself, but her father wouldn't let go.

"What about Hua Jing's laundry? Bao'er, don't move, the yard is full of mud, and your shoes will be dirty again. Daddy carries you in. ”

Ma Huajing stuck out her tongue embarrassedly and explained to her favorite fifth uncle affectionately:

"It's dry outside, so I wash my clothes at home, and water the yard with the used water, so that I don't have to lift the soil as soon as I leave, and it can be cooler. ”

Song Chunan smiled gently at her niece and affirmed her approach:

"It's a good idea to sprinkle water to cool down. ”

Ma Huajing smiled happily, and there was a shallow dimple on the side of her mouth when she smiled, which looked very joyful. The picture is broadcast all over the world

"Uncle, why don't you wait, tell my dad to put up a plank in the yard, so you can walk on it? ”

Ma Huasheng and his brothers volunteered:

"I'm coming!"

The two half-grown sons of tiger heads and tiger brains happily looked for a board to pave the ground.

Ma Qianqian looked at the children who were circling around his wife and uncle, and his heart was both delicious and gratified.

When the child is older and knows how to entertain guests, he is just a little overdone, right?

Song Ci quickly matched people with the number in his memory, and under personal contact, he had a new impression.

The uncle has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a serious expression and a righteous face, he is the kind of beautiful man who is most appreciated by the mainstream aesthetics at this time, he doesn't talk much, but he has a very close relationship with the child, and he is probably not a strict father in the traditional sense.

The three cousins and cousins have inherited the good looks of their parents, and their temperaments are also lively, and they seem to have grown up in a harmonious family environment, and they have a natural kindness and unguardedness towards others.

It's good, it shouldn't be difficult to get along with.

Song Ci was satisfied.

No one likes to play with a bear kid, right?

The little brothers quickly found two long planks, spread them directly from the gate of the courtyard to the door of the main house, and excitedly beckoned their uncle to come in.

Song Chunan casually praised a few words, hugged his daughter over, and shook his head and tail with the beauty of the little brothers.

Several people laughed and entered the house, and Song Chunan was willing to put the little girl down on the ground.

Ma Huajing took her cousin's hand and ran to her house, wanting to show her sister the little dress she made.

"Isn't it pretty? I've been sewing for a month, and I wear it just a few days after it's hot, and I have one of my own. ”

Ma Huajing excitedly took out two skirts, one large and one small, and asked our sister to see them as if offering treasures.

Song Ci looked at the ordinary floral dress, and gave her cousin a thumbs up in admiration:

"Sister, you are so good, you can make clothes!"

The nine-year-old girl has this craft, and she is really good.

Ma Huajing couldn't wait to put the little skirt on her and nodded:

"I cut it according to your old clothes, and I deliberately made it a little bigger, and it shouldn't be small. Sister, you're growing up again, and you're looking better. ”

Ma Huajing came over and kissed her on the cheek, and rarely hugged her sister to look left and right.

"Wang Huadan of the captain's family has a doll, saying that her cousin brought it back to her from the sea market, and the baby looks like nothing, and she doesn't touch it.

Whoever is rare about her, which doll is not as cute as my sister!"