Xiao Qi was doing his homework in the living room, and Xiao Langhua moved a small chair to sit beside him. The chair was very high, and Xiao Langhua's feet were dangling, shaking and shaking, but his hands were folded and placed upright on the table, like a schoolboy listening carefully.

"Cousin, what are you doing?" Xiaoqi stopped his pen and looked at Xiao Langhua curiously, with a gentle and doting expression on his face.

"Cousin, cousin, do you think I look like a schoolboy?" Xiao Langhua tilted her head and asked with a smile.

Xiaoqi said: "Primary school students, primary school students should wear red scarves. ”

Xiao Langhua stared at the red scarf on Xiao Qi's chest, her eyes were shining, "Cousin, cousin, can you lend me your red scarf to wear?" In this way, I became an elementary school student. ”

Xiaoqi said: "You can only wear a red scarf if you become a Young Pioneer, but, okay. ”

Xiaoqi took off the red scarf and tied it for the little waves, while tying it, he recited the mantra: "The left tip presses the right tip, the bottom tip turns around, the bottom tip pulls the bottom tip up, and the bottom tip passes through the circle!" ”

After putting on the red scarf, Xiao Langhua slipped off the table and ran to look in the mirror. The red scarf on Xiao Langhua's chest in the mirror is particularly eye-catching. Xiao Langhua was so happy, she flew over, climbed back into the chair and sat down, folded her hands and put them upright on the table, and said excitedly: "Cousin, cousin, I am a primary school student, I can be your tablemate." ”

At the same table, Xiaoqi thought of the crying Lin Yuting.

"Cousin cousin, I will not poke your arm with the tip of a pen, scratch the back of your hand with my fingernails, tear your homework book, tear your exam papers, and complain to the teacher to punish you for ......" Xiao Langhua's head shook into a rattle, and his little face was radiant against the backdrop of the red scarf, "I put on a red scarf, I want to be a good boy, I won't bully my cousin." ”

Xiaoqi frowned, it turned out that Lin Yuting had done so many bad things.

"She has done so many bad things, why does she still have the face to cry?" Lang asked the small flag.

yes, how can you still have a face to cry?

"And you, why are you still soft-hearted?"

Yes, why are you still soft-hearted?

"You are always too soft-hearted, too soft-hearted, and carry all the problems yourself......" Lang sang an old song to Xiaoqi again, and stringed the lyrics, "Very hurt, very hurt, very hurt, don't make yourself so desolate......"

"Brother, brother," Xiao Langhua ran after the waves, her bright red scarf fluttering on her chest, "Is your dream to sing?" ”

Lang waved his hands in front of Xiao Langhua, who put on the guzheng armor: "My dream is to be a guzheng player!" ”

Xiao Langhua let out an "oh", covered her mouth with her hands, shrunk her shoulders, smiled and bent over, embarrassed that she had guessed Lang's dream wrong, "My dream when I was a child was to make a bed!" ”

Hahaha.

Lang smiled.

Xiaoqi also smiled.

"As a child? How old are you? Lang said.

"I'm five years old now, when I was a child, I was three years old!" Xiao Langhua stretched out two hands, and ten fingers spread out like fans.

Hahaha.

Lang laughed even louder.

Xiaoqi also laughed even louder.

"Little Langhua, which hand is five, which hand is three?" Lang lovingly touched the head of the little wave.

Xiao Langhua looked at his two hands seriously, which hand is five, which hand is three?

Xiao Langhua couldn't guess, she clapped her hands, walked towards Xiaoqi as if nothing happened, and shook her two little hands: "Cousin, cousin, what was your dream when you were a child?" ”

Xiaoqi thought about it seriously and couldn't remember it.

Xiao Langhua asked again: "Cousin, cousin, what is your dream now?" ”

Xiaoqi pondered for a long time and buried himself in writing his homework again.

Dreams, he doesn't have dreams.