Ye Zitong set off early the next day. Leave all the unhappy things behind you. Sit down to the country politely. Go to my uncle's house. Follow the address you got from the orphanage director. I searched for hours. He stopped in front of a courtyard.

When the door opens. It was on a conceited and high cheek. Ye Zitong pulled away a smile. "Uncle, is Uncle at home? ”

It's been more than 10 years. It's really hard to say this 'uncle' coldly. The girl standing in the doorway glanced at her. The body is still in front of the door. Lazy Road. "Uncle. Are you looking for my dad? ”

"You're 、、、、 Red. Girls' literature is updated for the first time "I remember playing together when I was a child. But it was too small then. Now, more than a decade has passed. My mind was already blurry.

Ye Hong looked at the woman in front of her. Wear a casual attire. Long black hair tied into a ponytail. At first glance, it is refreshing. The appearance feels a little familiar. But I can't remember when I've seen it.

Ye Zitong was a little disappointed. It turned out that I was really forgotten. Immediately cheered up again. "I'm Ye Zitong. ”

Ye Hong twisted her eyebrows. looked Ye Zitong up and down again. His face sank at the same time. "What's the matter. ”

"I'm 、、、 to come and see my uncle. How are you doing? "I expected this to happen. Ye Zitong was also unrestrained.

"Look at us. Is it borrowing money. I heard that you are not in an orphanage. Ye Hong glanced at Ye Zitong contemptuously. Obviously not as good-looking as he looks. Now it's so delicate. Obviously an orphan. Why is it so bright to be an orphan? It just made her feel uncomfortable.

Ye Zitong secretly told himself not to be a general manager of such a mean person. The smile on his face still couldn't hold back. The excitement I had before was gone. Said coldly. "Since my uncle is not at home, I will go back first. ”

Ye Hong snorted softly at Ye Zitong, who turned around. "Poor relatives like us. It's still not good. ”

Ye Zitong, who was a few steps away. At this time, I faintly heard the man's deep voice coming from inside. "Who?"

"Dad. It's the wrong door" seems to be intentionally embarrassing Ye Zitong. Deliberately raise the volume to talk back.

Huff.. Ye Zitong got on the bus back again. She did everything she had to do. As for how they do it, it's their business. In fact, I feel a little masochistic. It's okay to come to the door and make people roll their eyes.

But after all, this is Daddy's brother. Maybe this is the last time I'll bring my dad to see them. After the bridge returned to the bridge. The road is tight. You're a real stranger.

And so it goes. The mood has also improved. Looking at the sunk in the west. Thinking that Leng Junhao sent someone to send the child, he found that there was no one at home. Eat the look of a closed door. Ye Zitong pursed his lips and smiled.

When you get home. It's getting dark. Autumn nights are always cold. The wind blows through. Can't help but make people shiver. It's late autumn. It looks like it won't be long before it rains.

Walk to the door. Suddenly, I saw a black figure in the corner. Ye Zitong was dumbfounded. The hand holding the key froze in mid-air. Unsteady breath. Tentatively. "Xiao Ao. ”

Sure enough, I heard her call. A small black shadow stepped out of the dark corner. The cute little face has turned pale because of the cold. Shui Wangwang's big eyes were wet. Apparently cried.