On the balcony of the small white building on the second floor, two children are standing in front of the railing, watching the scene on the street together. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Brother, that's Sister Qingqing, where is she going!" Lin Shijia looked at the appearance over there, although it was far away, she could recognize that the one with the ponytail was her Sister Qingqing.

Lin Shijia feels a little unhappy now, before she takes a nap, her mother said that when she wakes up, maybe Sister Qingqing will come to play with her, but Sister Qingqing didn't come at all, and now she looks at her playing with others.

She's sad now.

Lin Shijia pulled the sleeve of his brother's clothes: "Brother, does Sister Qingqing not like me, so she doesn't come to play with me!"

Lin Shijia's eyes were red, and he looked both aggrieved and pitiful.

Lin Shijin looked at her sister helplessly, and then said: "You only played with her in the morning, she can't only come to our house every day, she has other friends, I can't help but let her play with others." ”

Lin Shijia didn't have to tilt his little head again when he heard his brother's words, and then said with some doubts: "Sister Qingqing, can't you just play with me?"

"No, I can't. ”

"Even if I just play with her, can't I?"

"No, I can't. ”

"I can give her all the toys to play with, but is that still not possible?"

“…… No way. ”

Lin Shijin looked at his sister helplessly.

After being said three "no" by his brother in a row, Lin Shijia's little head felt like it was about to explode, and tears poured out like a river bursting its embankment, and the whole person began to cry.

Lin Shijin: "...... Don't cry. ”

But Lin Shijin's three words obviously didn't work for Lin Shijia, who was extremely sad now, so Lin Shijia could only cry louder and louder.

Hearing her daughter's cry, Yang Meijuan hurriedly ran upstairs, and then saw on the balcony, her daughter was crying heartbreakingly, and her son was frowning.

Yang Meijuan is simply a headache.

"Good girl, don't cry, don't cry, what's the matter!" Yang Meijuan squatted down and hugged her daughter, wiping her tears and snot with a handkerchief.

Lin Shijia hugged his mother and cried uncontrollably.

"Mom...... I think...... Want to ...... Sunny ...... Sister...... Play...... Mom...... She and ...... Others go ...... Got played...... She doesn't ...... Don't come...... Find me ......."

Lin Shijia said while crying, and her words sounded intermittent.

Yang Meijuan was really helpless when she heard her daughter's words, she didn't expect it to be for such a reason.

But why did Qingqing come out of nowhere to play with others again?

Lin Shijin stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of his mother's clothes, and then pointed in a certain direction outside.

Then Yang Meijuan also saw that there were four children gathered at the street corner in front, one of which was Lin Zhaoqing, and it seemed that she was playing with her friends.

Yang Meijuan finally understood her daughter's words.

"Jiajia, don't cry, tomorrow tomorrow and tomorrow Mom will take you to Qingqing to play, okay?" Yang Meijuan said softly, "Sister Qingqing has other friends to play with, we can't be so selfish as to ask her to only play with you, right?"

But Lin Shijia still sobbed when he heard his mother's words.

Yang Meijuan was really helpless, she didn't understand how her daughter could rely on Lin Zhaoqing so much, and it was really fate.

Lin Guojian, who heard the voice, also went upstairs, and then figured out what was going on.

After thinking about it, Lin Guojian hugged his daughter: "Does Jiajia like Qingqing very much?"

“…… Hmm......" Lin Shijia nodded while crying, and his tears were as endless as tap water.

Lin Guojian said with a smile: "In this case, it's okay to invite Qingqing to live in our house together, so that you can play with her every day." ”

Hearing his father's words, Lin Shijia's crying finally stopped, and he looked at his father expectantly: "Really?"

"Of course. Lin Guojian nodded affirmatively.

Lin Shijia excitedly hugged his father's neck: "Great, great, Dad, I want Sister Qingqing to live with me!"

Yang Meijuan frowned and looked at her husband.

But Lin Guojian signaled his wife not to worry.

After coaxing Lin Shijia, Lin Shijia was handed over to his son to take care of, and then Lin Guojian took Yang Meijuan downstairs.

"I said, aren't you blindly making promises to your daughter, why do people let their daughters live in our house if they are so decent!" Yang Meijuan said with a frown.

This is still a no-brainer at all, and now it's like this, how can I explain it to my daughter if I don't want to go back.

Lin Guojian smiled and asked his wife to sit down first, so he had to listen to him slowly.

"Wife, let me ask you, what are the conditions of our family?" Lin Guojian asked with a smile.

Yang Meijuan was a little confused: "It's already the best in Linjia Village." ”

"So, if there is a chance to make your daughter's life better, do you think they will agree?" Lin Guojian said.

Yang Meijuan frowned: "But their family is not like that." ”

Although Yang Meijuan and Coco Zhou didn't have much contact, when I chatted with her before, I found that the other party was not the kind of woman who admired vanity, and the other party was very cultured and not an ordinary person.

She also heard others say that Coco Zhou began to teach Lin Zhaoqing to memorize poems when she was two years old, which shows that the other party is a person who attaches great importance to culture.

"It doesn't matter if it's right or not, our family didn't want their daughter, just let his daughter live in our house for a few days, and our two families are just across the street, in fact, they sleep at our house at night, and don't they want to go anywhere during the day!" Lin Guoqiang said.

If the two families are far away, they will definitely not be relieved, after all, the children are young, but they are just a street apart, and it takes less than two minutes to walk, so there is nothing to worry about at this distance.

"And didn't his family just give birth to a son, that Qingqing's grandparents don't care about them, and Qingqing's mother can't take good care of the two children alone. Lin Guoqiang said, "How can you say that you can reduce her burden." ”

Listening to her husband's words, Yang Meijuan also felt that it made sense.

"However, I seemed to hear Qingqing's mother say that she wanted to send Qingqing to preschool as soon as possible, so that she could take care of her!" Yang Meijuan said.

Lin Guoqiang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "If that's the case, then it's even better!"

Yang Meijuan looked at her husband suspiciously.