After returning to Qingshan City last night, Wen Ziyun's mind was full of Zhou Yuanyuan's bright apricot eyes, but he didn't expect that after only one night, the person he was thinking about appeared in front of him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at Wen Ziqing, who was following behind Zhou Yuanyuan, Wen Ziyun's heart snorted coldly, and the look on his face darkened. He didn't understand why he was also a grandson, his grandfather was so good to his eldest brother, and everything good was left to Wen Ziqing, including Zhou Yuanyuan, a beautiful little girl, obviously he and Yuanyuan were similar in age, and they were more compatible.

Wen Ziqiu didn't notice Wen Ziyun's abnormality, and when she saw that Wen Yiran specially instructed herself to have a good time with Zhou Yuanyuan, she couldn't help but be angry, pouted, 'hummed', and said, "Grandpa, I don't like this sister, she is so fierce, she scolded me yesterday, I don't want to play with her." “

Seeing Wen Ziqiu's complaint, Zhao Qingshan and several adults were a little embarrassed. Wen Ziqiu was talking about Zhou Yuanyuan, but in fact, it didn't mean that Zhao Qingshan didn't greet her as a little guest?

Wen Ziqiu didn't want to think about it, if she didn't scold Yuan Yuan for being an idiot and Wen Ziqing for being a little dumb, how could Zhou Yuanyuan target such a little girl as her? Many people only see the bad side of others to themselves, and they don't think that they are unkind to others first.

Zhou Yuanyuan smiled and took Wen Ziqing's hand, playing with Wen Ziqing's fingers, and deliberately pretended not to hear Wen Ziqiu's words. Wen Ziqing's palm is one-third larger than Zhou Yuanyuan's small hand, and his patience is good, no matter how Zhou Yuanyuan tosses his fingers, he doesn't make a sound.

Wen Yiran was stunned. It's not because Zhou Yuanyuan is angry about "bullying" Wen Ziqiu, but he feels that his eldest daughter-in-law can't teach her children, and it's normal for children to have a conflict, and after a day and a half, it dissipates like green smoke.

"Ziqiu, little sisters should get along, you are older than Yuanyuan, grandpa hopes that you can be a qualified young lady. Wen Yiran commanded Wen Ziqiu.

"Hmm. Wen Ziqiu nodded aggrievedly. Although she doesn't like that Zhou Yuanyuan at all, she looks better than herself, not to mention, she can be angry with a mouth.

Zhou Yuanyuan didn't speak, she didn't like Wen Ziqiu at all, she never wanted to make friends with Wen Ziqiu, it seemed that she was going to live up to Grandpa Wen's kindness.

"Grandpa, I'll take Yuanyuan upstairs to play. Wen Ziqing hurriedly relieved Zhou Yuanyuan, the little girl frowned, Wen Ziqing knew that she was impatient.

"Go, go, go, show off the little car you assembled earlier in front of Sister Yuanyuan. Wen Yiran waved his hand and asked a few children to go play for a while. Since Ziqiu and Yuanyuan can't get along, Wen Yiran doesn't force it.

Wen Ziqing took Zhou Yuanyuan's little hand and walked up the stairs. Before going to Zhaojiagou, Wen Ziqing liked to fiddle with some mechanical models all day long, the car was changed by Wen Ziqing for several months before it was completed, and the shell of the car was nowhere to buy, it was slowly polished by Wen Ziqing with scrap iron. The car model is only the size of a palm, and after it was done, Wen Ziqing patiently sprayed the model with green paint.

The proportions of the model are very good, and it can be said that the first time that twelve-year-old Wen Ziqing is proud of is his car model.

Since practicing to the point of "going mad", although Wen Ziqing's appearance is still the twelve-year-old Wen Ziqing, in fact, Wen Ziqing's core has become the forty-year-old Wen Ziqing in his previous life. If it weren't for Wen Yiran mentioning it, Wen Ziqing himself would have forgotten this handmade car model when he was a teenager.

Wen Ziyun heard Wen Yiran mention the car model, and a trace of awkwardness flashed on his face. In a daze, Wen Ziqing had already taken Zhou Yuanyuan's hand and walked up to the second floor. Wen Ziyun lowered his head and thought for a while, but still followed behind Wen Ziqing and them.

Wen Ziqiu just felt that Wen Yiran's chat made her feel bored, and when she saw her brother following upstairs, she also followed.

The last room on the second floor is Wen Ziqing's, Wen Ziqing came to his grandfather's house in Qingshan City from N City when he was four years old, and has been living in this room without moving.

There are many vacant rooms in the Wen family's small building, and every year Wen Yulong and they come back, there is also a fixed room on the third floor for them to live.

This year, on a whim, Wen Ziyun occupied Wen Ziqing's room. When Wen Ziqing pushed open the door, what he saw were plastic pistols and toy wooden swords scattered on the ground. In the middle, there is also Wen Ziqing's dismantled handmade car model.

Wen Ziqing stood at the door for a while and did not go in. Zhou Yuanyuan looked at the car parts scattered all over the room and the gloomy look on Wen Ziqing's face, how could he not understand in his heart?

At this time, the sound of Wen Yiran shouting for everyone to eat came from downstairs.

At the corner of the stairs, Wen Ziyun grabbed Wen Ziqiu, who wanted to go upstairs, and made a silent movement. The two brothers and sisters stood in place, looking at the motionless Wen Ziqing and Zhou Yuanyuan's backs, and felt a little flustered.

The matter of dismantling the car model, Wen Ziyun's brothers and sisters have a share. It's just that Wen Ziyun is responsible for dismantling, and Wen Ziqiu is responsible for flattening some parts that can be flattened. Who made grandpa mention Wen Ziqing's model to his father last night, and his tone was full of pride?

Wen Ziqing stood in place and looked devastated and didn't say anything. After being silent for half a minute, Wen Ziqing took Zhou Yuanyuan's hand and turned around, preparing to return downstairs. Compared with the anger of seeing the model destroyed in the previous life, Wen Ziqing at this time was much better.

Zhou Yuanyuan strangely felt a trace of sadness on Wen Ziqing's body, mixed with a hint of gloom.

Wen Yiran's pride when he mentioned the car model just now, Zhou Yuanyuan had already heard it. In order to make that handmade car model, Wen Ziqing spent a lot of energy. However, the good model was dismantled by Wen Ziyun and them, what does this mean? Although Zhou Yuanyuan didn't know much about it, he could guess a point or two.

Zhou Yuanyuan stopped and pulled Wen Ziqing's hand, signaling him to lower his head.

Wen Ziqing didn't understand why, but he was willing to meet every request of the little girl.

Zhou Yuanyuan lifted his feet, kissed Wen Ziqing on the face, and whispered: "Brother Ziqing, don't be sad, next time we will make a new one together." “

I don't know why, Zhou Yuanyuan just wanted to say this to Wen Ziqing. The breath on Wen Ziqing's body made her feel impetuous, and she felt that comforting might make him feel better.

Wen Ziqing wanted to laugh very much, did his little girl feel sorry for him? Although this car model was an old thing decades ago for Wen Ziqing.