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Han Xinyao smiled slightly. The conditions of the Feng family are not very good in her eyes, but compared with her original home, it is already a heaven and an underground.

The Feng family is a three-and-a-half-room straw house, with a well-circumscribed body, a spacious courtyard, and a large front and rear garden. The furnishings in the house are also the best in this era, but she doesn't know that looking at the colorful newspaper wall, she always feels that it is not as good as her original boudoir.

Han Juan saw her daughter bowing her head and was silent, feeling that the child might not like her new home. She said while brushing the bowl: "Yaya, in the future, Uncle Feng will be called Dad, and we will live here in the future..." Don't you want to go to school, Dad said a few days

You can go.... She babbled a lot of words, knowing that Liu Yan couldn't understand at the moment, but she still talked to herself. She has not lived well these years, I just hope that if she takes this step, her daughter will understand her hard work in the future!

Listening to what her mother said, she felt a lot of emotion in her heart. I don't know why I came to this world inexplicably, but she understands the word filial piety. During this period of time, she looked at her mother's careful care and remembered it in her eyes, although she didn't say anything, but since childhood

For her, who lost her mother, what Han Juan did had made her no longer reject her. It's just that she doesn't know how to express it sometimes.

A month passed in the blink of an eye, winter came, and it snowed. Han Xinyao lived in the south in her previous life, and she had never seen snow, so she was sitting on the hot kang at the moment, quietly watching the snowflakes falling outside the window.

Han Juan shook her head amusedly, saw her looking outside, and said, "Why don't you build a snowman?" In the past, when Han Dong was there, the two brothers and sisters liked to build snowmen the most in winter.

"Build a snowman?" Han Xinyao turned her head to look at her mother, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

"You kid, you are bored at home every day. If you continue like this, you have to be stupid ....... Feng Min said with one foot in the door and one foot outside the door.

"I'm back." Han Juan put down the clothes she was going to sew and went down to the ground to pat the snow on his body.

Feng Min looked at Han Xinyao sitting in front of the window again, looked at Han Juan, and said, "Yaya can go to school tomorrow." He's been running to school these days.

"Really?"

"It's still fake, give." Feng Min reached out and took the household registration book out of his trouser pocket and handed it to her.

The moment Han Juan opened the household registration book and lowered her head again, her originally excited mood instantly fell to the bottom. Looking at the three words Feng Xiaoyan written on it, I felt extremely dazzling.

"Does the child's last name have to be changed?" She didn't want her child to change her surname, and she had told him many times about this question, but now she looked at the name on the household registration book, and she felt a little sad. It's not that Han Juan has no feelings for Han Xinyao's father, but she doesn't want her daughter to grow up

It's just a matter of thinking about it.

Feng Min shook his head, "It's not the same what it's called." Besides, if you don't change your surname, it won't fall into the Feng family's household registration book. He looked down at her and said calmly.

Han Juan wasn't lecturing with him about this issue, but she still felt uncomfortable in her heart.

When Han Xinyao heard her new name, she pursed her mouth, can she say, doesn't she like it? Of course not, looking at where his parents froze, he said, "Feng Xiaoyan has a good name, I like it." Speak against her will, and she will too.

Han Juan turned her head to look at her daughter, and saw that her daughter was not unhappy, so she put her heart back in her stomach. And Feng Min laughed!

At night, she lived alone in the West House, while her parents lived in the East House, and she couldn't sleep, so she took the jade pendant in her hand and played back and forth.

The next day, before eight o'clock, Feng Min took Han Xinyao to the only primary school in their village to report. She said it was a school, but it was a temporary house, and she entered the house and looked at the simple classroom, and instantly lost interest in school.

"Teacher Guo, this is my family Han Xinyao, you have to worry more in the future." Feng Min said politely to Guo Hai, who was in his thirties. He was talking about Han Xinyao instead of Feng Xiaoyan, because Han Juan had been making trouble for a long time because of her surname last night, so he was introducing it to the teacher

will say so.

"It's not an outsider, let her come in and sit." Guo Hai pointed to an unmanned desk. Meaning, just let her sit there again.

Han Xinyao looked up at Feng Min, remembering the crying sound coming from the East House last night, and reluctantly moved her little short legs towards the designated position.

Feng Min left, leaving her alone to face the unfamiliar environment, and the children in the classroom became curious about her. As soon as the teacher left after class, all the children immediately looked around her.

"Han Xinyao? What is your relationship with Feng Xiaoling? A tall, thin boy asked.

"Zhuzi, she is the oil bottle of Uncle Feng's family..." Another man answered.

"Shut up, what's wrong with the oil bottle, go away, go away." A tall, thin girl shouted in a shrill voice. She came to Han Xinyao's side and sat down uninvited.

When they saw the daughter of the captain of the production team talking, they all pursed their lips and knew that she was a little witch, so they all had no choice but to return to their seats.

"Ignore them, there is not a good word in the dog's mouth. By the way, my name is Sun Yanling....... "Sun Yanling is a little naughty, so uneven, she is the same age as Han Xinyao. At first sight, she felt chubby, she was very well-behaved, so she never took the initiative to find a playmate

She, for the first time, took the initiative to speak to her.

Han Xinyao smiled slightly, for her, Sun Yanling was just a child. Although she was only sixteen years old when she was reborn, she was already an adult by then, which made her somewhat uncomfortable talking to a child.

A person can inexplicably develop a good impression of a person, and the process does not need to be explained. The two of them have a quiet temperament and an active one, but these two people with different personalities didn't expect to become best friends and friends, which is a later story!

After school at noon, she slowly packed her small schoolbag, Sun Yanling came over, thought she was moving too slowly, reached out to help her stuff the book into the schoolbag, clapped her hands, and said triumphantly: "Han Xinyao, you can't even be slow when you're fat, right?"

Han Xinyao looked down at her body and pursed her lips helplessly, did she think she wanted to be so fat? It's been more than two months, and the amount of food has been reduced by half, but I haven't lost weight. Looking up at the thin and tall Sun Yanling, I could only sigh with emotion.

"Let's go, the school will be locked after a while." She said as she pulled her.

Han Xinyao didn't understand the rules of the school, and when she heard her say this, she got up and followed her out of the classroom.

The two of them are not far away, one lives in the first team and the other lives in the second team, but the school is in the fourth team, Han Xinyao arrived home, looked at Sun Yanling who was walking towards the first team and waved her hand.

"Yaya, is school out?" Han Juan saw her daughter standing at the gate in the house and did not enter the house, she put down the work in her hand and hurriedly greeted her. I looked in the direction my daughter was looking, and saw a little girl walking forward with a schoolbag on her back, and asked, "Is it your classmate?"

？ Since Han Dong left, her daughter has no playmates, and she hopes that her children can have more playmates.