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Fan Xuezhi beat He Zongchao?

He Anan was a little surprised, if I remember correctly, Fan Xuezhi was half a year older than her.

Ten-year-old Fan Xuezhi actually beat up six-year-old He Zongchao, this is too big and bullying, right?

Recalling Fan Xuezhi, who was always silent and cold-faced in the previous life, He Anan somehow thought of Old Man He, they all had the same indifferent faces, the two of them were very much like grandchildren, unlike Old Man Fan who always had a smiling expression, he always looked so amiable.

Fan Xuezhi, who has such an introverted personality, will teach He Zongchao a lesson, which is really beyond her expectations.

As they were talking, He Jianbin had already accompanied Fan Lao and Fan Xuezhi into the living room.

When Fan Lao and Fan Xuezhi walked into the living room, He Fangyao's hand was holding He An'an and shaking it gently, one of the two of them was standing in front of the sofa, the other was sitting on it, and the person standing was looking down at the person who was sitting. He Fangyao only showed half of his side face, and He An'an, who was sitting on the sofa, tilted his head slightly, and his small face with a healthy bronzed color looked very calm.

She was wearing a blue and white navy uniform, which looked particularly refreshing in the bright living room, with neat short ear-length hair, which made her neck more and more slender, because she was pulled, her body leaned forward slightly, her arms were raised high, and her slender legs were slightly open, maintaining the balance of her body.

Hearing the movement, the two turned their heads together, and Fan Xuezhi's gaze swept over He Fangyao's face and fell on He An'an's face.

He Anan was also turning his head to look over, his eyes facing each other, and He Anan looked at Fan Xuezhi indifferently.

Now Fan Xuezhi is only ten years old, and he is still a half-old child, although his immature little face does not smile, he does not look detached.

With thick eyebrows and big eyes, the bridge of the nose is high, Fan Xuezhi's silhouette looks like Old Man Fan, but his facial features are slightly softer, and his eyebrows and eyes seem to be a little indifferent, and a pair of narrow eyes seem to be covered with a layer of mist, making it difficult to see the emotions contained in them.

At this time, Fan Xuezhi looked a few points shorter than his peers, thinking of his tall and mighty appearance as an adult, He Anan suddenly felt that the miniature version of Fan Xuezhi in front of him was inexplicably with a sense of joy.

Thinking like this, she couldn't help but bend the corners of her mouth, and a smile that couldn't be hidden appeared in her eyes.

While He Anan was looking at Fan Xuezhi, Fan Xuezhi was also looking at He Anan in front of him.

Since dinner last night, he listened to his grandparents talking about the granddaughter he had brought back, saying that this child was also a hard-working child, born in the countryside to live with a sick mother and a poor grandfather.

He has never been very interested in the privacy of other people's homes, and he wanted to push away his rice bowl and go back to the house to rest, but he heard his grandfather talking about the death of He An'an's mother.

He was also a hard-working child. Fan Xuezhi's grandmother sighed, Fan Xuezhi heard this, his face was not obvious, but his heart was like a pinprick pain. He is the most taboo for others to mention things about his parents, he used to be young and didn't know how to suppress his emotions, as long as he listened to it, his face changed, but now that he is older, he knows that some things can only be buried in his heart, and slowly, he is used to it.

It's just that now when he heard his grandmother's emotion, he moved his hand holding the bowl back again, and sat there listening carefully to his grandfather talking about the granddaughter that the He family had just recognized. Ho An-an.

When he didn't meet, Fan Xuezhi felt that maybe he would see a sensitive and withdrawn little girl tomorrow, or a heartless rural wild girl, and when he really met, he looked at the girl sitting on the sofa in front of him, slightly raising his neck and looking over, his expression was first flat, and then a faint smile swelled, he was still a little surprised.

The He Anan in front of her combed a neat short ear-length hair, with a blue and white navy uniform, which made her more and more vibrant, if she didn't know that she was a girl, at a glance, she looked like a little boy with delicate facial features.

Fan Xuezhi watched her watery eyebrows and eyes bend into a beautiful arc, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

When He Fangyao saw Fan Xuezhi, he hurriedly let go of He An'an and ran over, and when he got closer, he hurriedly shouted, "Brother Xuezhi." ”

"Hmm." Fan Xuezhi responded, glanced at her without being salty, and looked away.

Old Man He greeted Fan Lao and said with some surprise: "Why did you come here suddenly?" I didn't say hello either. He seemed to be complaining, but he couldn't hear it in his tone.

Fan Lao Lang smiled: "The threshold of your house is almost flattened by me, what is the difference between it and your own home?" You still want me to say hello? ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, Fan Lao's gaze fell back on He An'an, He Jianbin on the side saw it, hurriedly stepped forward, and beckoned to He An'an: "An An, come here, this is your Grandpa Fan." ”

He Anan walked over obediently, his thin body stood straight, his eyebrows were slightly constricted, his eyes did not look at Fan Xuezhi on the side, and he called honestly: "Grandpa Fan is good." ”

Fan Lao looked at He An'an, seeing that the child was beautiful and didn't look squeamish, he liked it, so he took out a pre-prepared red envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into He An'an's hand, and said lovingly: "The first time we meet, grandpa always has to give you a meeting gift." ”

He Anan didn't reach out to take it, turned his head to look at Old Man He, and saw that he nodded slightly, so he smiled and took the red envelope.

The red envelope that Old Man Fan gave her was heavy, and He Anan couldn't help but be overjoyed when he thought that there were white banknotes inside, and the smile on his face became more and more sincere: "Thank you, Grandpa Fan." ”

He Anan couldn't open the red envelope in front of everyone to see how much money was inside, so he could only put it in his hand and pinch it to estimate the thickness, and guess by himself.

Fan Lao looked at her well-behaved appearance, turned his head to Old Man He with some envy and said, "How nice her granddaughter is, caring and obedient. ”

Old Man He felt a little proud in his heart, the curvature between his eyebrows and eyes raised slightly, and said politely: "How stable your little wisdom is, such a good child, can you still say such a thing?" ”

When Fan Lao heard this, he smiled, his face full of pride and recognition.

He Jianbin smiled and continued to introduce: "This is your grandfather Fan's grandson, Fan Xuezhi, you have to call your brother." As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Fan Xuezhi again: "This is An An, my eldest daughter, half a year younger than you." ”

He Anan obediently called: "Brother, good." ”

Fan Xuezhi glanced at the red envelope that was held tightly in her hand and looked very rare, frowned almost inaudibly, and responded: "Hmm." ”