"This young lady, who bullied you?" Yang Wenyao looked at Lang Xi speechlessly, your look of deep hatred and hatred, is it necessary to meet for the first time?

"No, no one bullied me, it's because I envy you and have relatives who love you so much. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "The tears in the frame will not fall, and the seven-year-old girl is stunned to interpret Chu Chu pitifully perfectly.

"Yes, I have a group of relatives who love me and protect me, and I am very proud. That's something you can't envy. "So can you not take out your set of sowing discord? It's obviously naïve.

"Big brother, who is she?" After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Xiang Yang Wenye, he had spent a lot of time in the main house, so he should know very well who this little sister-in-law Liang who regarded the main house as his own home.

"...... "Can he say he doesn't know?" Half a year ago, my grandfather suddenly went back and forth to the main house. is also mysteriously not revealing his identity. Thinking of this, he looked up at the old man on the throne, and didn't understand what his purpose was in bringing such a person back.

Old Man Yang, who had been watching a few juniors playing, expressed his satisfaction with Yang Wenyao's performance and beckoned to Yang Wenyao. Motioned for her to come to him. Yang Wenyao obediently walked to Old Man Yang's side and continued to stare at him, she was really curious about this mushroom. Listening to Aunt Xu's explanation, then she is at most a guest, why is she so unreasonable and casually shoots at the master's house? Or is it because she looks like a bully?

"Yaoyao, this is Langxi, well, if you want, she will be your companion." Old Man Yang looked at Lang Xi's pale face in an instant. Only then did he nod with satisfaction.

"Oh, does she have anything to do with Lang Yuan?" Hearing the surname Lang, she remembered the Lang Yuan who tried the medicine for her. didn't answer the question of whether to read with or without reading, in her eyes, reading with her was very common, and it could even be called a good opportunity.

"Well, she's Lang Yuan's sister." Yang Zheng saw the old man's gaze and quickly replied.

"Hmm." nodded, and let the old man hold her and sit on the high stool that Aunt Xu brought her. The family sat down properly and prepared dinner.

"I heard Grandpa Yang call you Yaoyao, can I call you Sister Yao?" After a period of buffering, Langxi has come back to his senses from the fact that he can be a companion. Lowering his eyes, his thick eyelashes obscuring his thoughts. When I looked up again, it looked like nothing had happened.

"No, I can't. You can call her Miss Yao from now on. Also, it's not appropriate for you to call Grandpa Yang, and in the future, you can call Grandpa the head of the family, or Old Man Yang. "The one who spoke out against it was Yang Wenye, who was disgusted with Langxi. is so blatant in sowing discord, after giving Yang Wenyao eye medicine, she still wants to be called her sister and sister, when they are dead?

Yang Wenyao looked at Langxi who was crying speechlessly, very helpless, and looked up at the elders present, as if they didn't see it, chatting with themselves. Occasionally, Shangyang Wenyao's gaze smiled at her and nodded. Turning his head to look at Old Man Yang, Grandpa begged for a solution.

"Well, it's worth worrying about a little girl. out of interest. Receiving the gaze of his good granddaughter, Old Man Yang spoke out to relieve Yang Wenye.

Yang Wenye darkened his face, looked at Langxi, and then turned his head to look at Yang Wenyao. Well, it's really my sister's paper. Straightforward and unpretentious.

When several elders saw this scene, they all gloated and laughed. Yang Wenye did a lot of bad things when he was a child, let them carry the black pot and be trained by the old man. The most important thing is that although he has only been together for less than a month, he has already subconsciously put Yang Wenyao into his heart. would not even be willing to let Yang Wenyao suffer such a grievance.

In the end, under the order of Old Man Yang, Yang Wenyao quietly finished the first dinner that came to the main mansion. Of course, this dinner was very hearty to welcome the family. Eating food no less than He You's craftsmanship, her heart was full of happiness.

After eating, it was time for the ladies to gossip, while the men followed the old man to the study, and the family business had its own set of methods, and there were still some things to be agreed upon. After listening to the various praises of the eldest aunt and the third aunt, Yang Wenyao returned to her room. Back in this quaint room. She was inexplicably relaxed. Of course, on the first day she came to this strange place, He You excused herself from worrying about her, so she also followed.

"Momoyuki, do you know why, your grandfather would leave Langxi for you to read with?" He You sat on the edge of Yang Wenyao's imitation bed, hugged her daughter's small body, and asked softly. The slender fingers caressed Yang Wenyao's finely shredded hair, and the touch from her hand made her face feel a little sad.

"Mother, do I have to let her be my companion? I don't like her. Yang Wenyao frowned, intuition is a very strange thing, relatively speaking, a monk's intuition is generally very accurate. And she considered herself a qualified monk. And her intuition told her that this little girl would cause a lot of change in her life.

"So, Momoyuki, can you tell me why you don't like her?" Hearing the girl's straightforward words, the sorrow on He You's face became even stronger. The most common thing for the children of the family is to attack with guns and sticks. Although I like my daughter to be so intimate with me, I am also worried that she is like this in front of outsiders. In this case, many people will be offended. The open gun is easy to dodge, but the hidden arrow is difficult to defend, if you accidentally offend the villain......

"I like to cry so much." Of course, as an ancient, Momozhi didn't understand what a white lotus was. But looking at Langxi's eyes that can cry at any time, she doesn't like it. Hehe, she didn't learn the skill of crying if she wanted to, and she couldn't accept it. You can be in a bad mood at any time, who wants to watch it!

"Momonochi doesn't know what she said before, why is your eldest brother angry?" Hearing her daughter's straightforward answer, He You was speechless, and she changed her question.

"She sneered at me that I don't know what to do, mother, do you think I can't hear it?" Momozhi looked at He You speechlessly, feeling that her mother looked down on her so much. She didn't care, didn't she want to be better with a seven-year-old girl?

"Well, it's good to hear it." He You secretly rejoiced that her life in the past few years has not raised her daughter into a character who doesn't know everything. If that's the case, she should be worried, and it's naïve to say. If you say it ugly, it's stupid. Thinking of this, she was extremely glad that she did not stop Yang Wenyao from communicating with the Qi family that day.

"Mother, can I refuse to let her be a companion?" Although looking at Langxi's appearance, he doesn't necessarily want to be her companion.

"I don't think so." Looking at the girl's crumpled little face. He Youai shook his head helplessly. If she guessed correctly, Langxi's future role will either be to become her daughter's friend and become her resistance. Either it is to become a millstone for his daughter, as the old man wishes.

Yang Wenyao looked at He You, who shook her head, sad and indignant, does the old man want her to cry at her every day to affect her mood? ?