Chapter 152: Storytelling
It's time for school.
Wu Xiaoqian's grandmother stood at the door early to look, He Ying carried her luggage, and her sister took Wu Xiaoqian's hand and walked behind her.
The group walked up to Wu Xiaoqian's grandmother.
He Jing smiled and said, "Mother-in-law, I like Xiaoqian very much, I will take her to our house tonight and live with us, okay?" ”
"This ......" Grandma had a difficult face, and politely refused: "Xiaoqian is not very well-behaved when she sleeps, I am afraid that she will affect your sleep." ”
He Jing assured her, "It's okay, we will take good care of her." ”
When her grandmother saw that Aunt He insisted on taking her granddaughter away, it was not easy to refuse, so she asked Wu Xiaoqian: "Xiaoqian, are you willing to accompany Teacher He to play?" ”
Xiao Qian glanced at He Jing, glanced at He Ying, and saw the two sisters encouraging themselves with smiles, so she nodded and whispered to her grandmother:
"I do!"
"Then don't be naughty in other people's houses, so that you can listen to Teacher He's words, okay?"
"Okay," Wu Xiaoqian nodded and beckoned to her grandmother: "Grandma, goodbye!" ”。
Grandma told me again: "Xiaoqian, be obedient, call me if there is anything!" ”
When Wu Xiaoqian left with He Ying and the two sisters, her grandmother stood at the door of the kindergarten, watching the three of them leave.
Sister He Ying led Wu Xiaoqian to open the door with the key, and when she walked into the living room, her father was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a newspaper, and her mother was cooking in the kitchen.
He Ying threw down her luggage and shouted loudly into the back room: "Dad, Mom, I'm back!" ”
My father put down the newspaper, glanced at her, and deliberately joked: "Hmph, I didn't even come back from school during the summer vacation, I thought you didn't have our home in my heart?" ”
He Ying threw herself over and hugged her father's neck, and said coquettishly: "Dad, look at where you have gone, why don't I have this home in my heart?" ”
Hearing the sound of her daughter talking outside, the mother hurried out of the kitchen and said happily:
"Yingying, why are you back?"
"Didn't you miss you yet?" He Yingjiao said.
The mother suddenly saw the child in the hand of her sister He Jing and asked:
"Whose child is this?"
He Ying hurriedly ran over and pulled Wu Xiaoqian over and said, "Her name is Wu Xiaoqian, she is the daughter of a friend of mine in Rongcheng, and she is now in kindergarten with He Jing!" ”
"Yes, come and see me, what a pretty little girl!"
He Ying said to Xiaoqian: "Call grandma quickly." ”
"Grandma!"
Wu Xiaoqian blushed and screamed, then lowered her head embarrassedly.
The mother asked, "What about her parents?" ”
He Ying gave her mother a look and motioned her not to mention her parents in front of the little girl, and her mother nodded knowingly and went back to the kitchen to cook.
"Xiaoqian, come to the teacher to take you to the room to play?"
After Wu Xiaoqian followed He Jing to her boudoir, He Ying went to the kitchen to help her mother.
After He Ying walked into the kitchen, her mother asked in surprise, "Yingying, why didn't you let me mention her parents in front of the children just now?" ”
"Her mother had just died, and her father had gone to work in other places, so he stayed with his grandparents."
"How do you know?"
"Because, I happened to rent a house from them!" He Ying said in a lost mouth.
Her mother looked at her in surprise and asked, "Why don't you live in school?" ”
He Ying lied and said: "The learning environment in the school is not good, and I want to find a clean place to complete my studies." ”
"And what about your rent?"
"Wu Xiaoqian's father won't let me pay the rent for the time being."
The mother's eyes widened and she asked, "Is there such a good thing?" ”
He Ying blushed and said, "Yes, I saved Wu Xiaoqian's father. ”
"How did you save people?"
"That day, he was playing where I worked, and later, I found out that he had a high fever and took him to the hospital."
"So, Xiaoqian's father is still a sentient and intentional person who understands Entu's report?" The mother stared at her daughter, and He Ying blushed at her.
The mother smiled mysteriously and said, "What does Xiaoqian's father do, he must be very handsome, right?" ”
"Mom, why are you asking this, Xiaoqian's father is a construction site boss, and he looks quite passable," she suddenly realized that her mother had something to say, so she said: "Mom, what are you asking these for, what does it matter to me whether people are handsome or not?" ”
The mother smiled and said, "My daughter has grown up, if she shouldn't ask, it's better not to ask, right?"
"That's pretty much it!"
Her mother was cooking with her back to her, He Ying suddenly hugged her mother's front waist, and as soon as her mother's body shook, the kitchen knife slid to her fingers, and she screamed:
"Ouch, it hurts!"
He Ying let go of her and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?" ”
"It's all you who made trouble, and I cut my finger!"
"Then I'll go find you a wound patch and put it on for you!"
"Okay!"
When her mother saw He Ying coming back, she specially added a few dishes, and the dinner was more sumptuous.
Everyone sat around talking and laughing.
During the meal, He Ying hugged Wu Xiaoqian and sat with her.
He Ying served her vegetables for a while, and served her food for a while, seeing that Teacher He's family was so enthusiastic, Wu Xiaoqian gradually became active.
He Ying's mother, the little girl's innocent and lively appearance, let out a knowing smile......
He Ying's family lives in a small courtyard of a bungalow of about 200 square meters, with brick walls and a rubble roof, and three rooms as their bedrooms in addition to the living room, kitchen and bathroom.
The yard is planted with many flowers and trees, and the air is particularly fresh.
When she was a child, whenever summer came, He Ying often sat in the courtyard after dinner with a chair, lit mosquito coils, and shook a bamboo fan.
She likes to look at the round moon and the starry sky under the moonlight like water, weaving her own distant fairy tales.
In the evening, He Ying arranged Wu Xiaoqian in her room.
Because the room was relatively stuffy, she didn't feel sleepy for the time being, so she suggested: "Xiaoqian, Auntie will take you outside to see the stars, okay?" ”
"Wow!"
After her parents and sister went to bed, she took Wu Xiaoqian to the yard, arranged for her to lie on a wicker chair, and sat on a stool next to her to shake a fan for her.
"Xiaoqian, do you like Dad?"
"I like it."
"What do you like about him?"
"I like to listen to my dad tell stories."
"Then Auntie will tell you a story, okay?"
"Good!"
"Do you like to hear stories about The Lion King?"
"I like it!"
"Then Auntie will tell you now, is it okay?"
"Okay."
Wu Xiaoqian clapped her little hands, and He Ying began to tell her stories while fanning her:
As the sun rises above the horizon and night turns to day, Africa wakes up and all the beasts gather to celebrate the birth of the lion king, Simba......
By the time He Ying finished telling the story with relish, Wu Xiaoqian had already fallen asleep.
"Xiaoqian, are you listening?"
He Ying shouted twice, shook her body, and saw that the little girl did not react, so she carried the sleeping Wu Xiaoqian into her room.
Not long after, He Ying also fell asleep.
She felt as if she was back to her childhood like Wu Xiaoqian, and how happy and safe she slept in her virgin dream? (To be continued.) )