That look was too complicated, Sun Simiao didn't know how to interpret it, but the resentment she carried could still be felt.

asked Ye Qingyu to find Sun Sirui and them, and Sun Simiao followed her grandfather into the village branch.

"Miaomiao is here! Say what you didn't say last night! ”

Sun Shenquan saw Sun Simiao, he was really happy, from the heart.

Seeing his grandfather nodding, Sun Simiao spoke:

"Grandpa Quan, I'm guessing! Besides, I wonder why the rubber shoes are so new and so strange, there is only one! ”

She doesn't want to be a demon, let alone Kudo Shinichi, nor Little Conan, and she can't tell the truth only one sand sculpture words.

So she completely dismissed her thoughts before she came in, especially after seeing those eyes.

She's just a child, and these things have nothing to do with her.

Sun Shenquan didn't expect Sun Simiao to answer this way, and he couldn't get back what he said to the public security comrades before.

When the public security officers who came over saw Sun Simiao, they still had the impression that this police station was so full of people, and there was only such a police station in the jurisdiction of Shili and Eight Villages.

Sun Shenguo asked his granddaughter to play, and then said unhappily to Sun Shenquan:

"How old is Niuniu's child, she wasn't scared out of that corpse, and you still expect her to help you find the murderer?"

Sun Shenquan was also a little sneering, it was indeed he who took it for granted.

The people in the room talked again, and when they came out, Sun Simiao tore off the jade pendant from his neck and rubbed it on the big bluestone.

Baoyu, who was in pain, screamed, and in the end he couldn't stand it, and all kinds of compensation from all over the country ended.

And Sun Simiao also looked like she was just having itchy hands just now, and stood up to find her brother.

"Do you know what's going on?"

He Yiting grabbed Sun Simiao.

I don't understand, she clearly saw the problem, but she didn't say anything.

If he was still a little polite to He Yiting before, Sun Simiao at this time was full of unhappiness with He Yiting.

Whether it's that dream, or what happens after being reborn.

"You don't see the problem, but why don't you say it?"

was asked, He Yiting was indeed a little embarrassed.

When you accuse others, you forget that you are one of them.

"Let go, when your grandfather is well, leave as soon as possible, I don't want to have anything to do with your He family!"

It's the truth.

He Yiting can feel it.

"I'm sorry for you, don't come near me in the future!"

Pulling away, Sun Simiao didn't care about the boy behind her who opened her mouth to say something, she was in a bad mood.

Old Man He patted his grandson on the shoulder before summoning his soul back.

"What's the daze? Come with me to work! ”

Old Man He is not on vacation here, although he can live in Sun's house, it doesn't mean that he can really do nothing.

The two grandparents are not curious about the murder cases here, there are too many such things.

In the first two years, their ancestors and grandchildren saw a lot of suicide people, and they couldn't figure it out in the first two years, and then even He Yiting helped to collect the corpses, and there was nothing to see.

In this world, it is more difficult to live than to die.

"Grandpa, one year at most, after a year, our family will be fine!"

Before coming back last night, He Yiting had talked to his father, and even Feng Yuqin didn't know what he was talking about, but his restless brother was really scared enough.

It should be honest for a long time.

Old Man He snorted, and he didn't know whether he listened or not.

Regardless of how the grandparents and grandchildren on this side communicated, Sun Simiao on the other side took his new little brothers to the back mountain to pick snakeberries.

A small red fruit much smaller than a strawberry.

The smell of this wild fruit is very appealing, and Sun Simiao is in a bad mood, so he has to toss it.

The most important thing is that she is on fire at this time, and she has a fire in her belly, and she is afraid that she will not be able to stand it if she does not eat some fire.

This is also something that children like to eat, sweet and sour.

"Sister, the eldest brother of the He family is not good!"

Sun Silin came to Sun Simiao, hesitated for a long time and said it.

Sun Simiao looked at him curiously and asked suspiciously:

"Did he offend you?"

Doesn't that guy often give them snacks?

Why didn't they buy them?

Sun Silin gave Sun Simiao a handful of plums he had just picked to Sun Simiao, and then said:

"No, it just feels like he's calculating something!"

Oops, yes!

This younger brother is so eye-catching, He Yiting is not calculating something.

It is estimated that he is not used to how to deal with children, and subconsciously treats them as juniors, isn't it awkward.

Children don't understand any big truths, but their minds are the cleanest, and they can naturally feel the difference.

"Then ignore him from now on, by the way, what about Xiaocao? Don't you all take her to play? ”

Sun Simiao looked around and didn't see Sun Xiaocao, this is unreasonable.

Sun Sihan took a bite of plums, and his sour face wrinkled:

"She's just gone to the pig barn, it's time to feed the pigs!"

Although Sun Xiaocao has nothing to do with her parents, this work still has to be done.

She was afraid that she would not do things, and Grandma Ma would dislike her.

Knowing that people are not lost, Sun Simiao doesn't care.

The mountains in June are a paradise for children.

There are all kinds of wild fruits and small animals, which can completely allow children who can't get enough to eat here.

As for the impact of the previous locust plague on this place, it has passed.

Whoever told the locusts to eat only straw-like plants is not interested in the things in the mountains, and probably knows that there are many birds and frogs here.

Each child consciously divided half of the wild fruits they found to Sun Simiao, and they thought that after eating Sun Simiao's candy, they would have to give something.

Back at home, Sun Simiao instructed the eldest brother and Da Linzi to juice the wild fruits by hand, and then let his mother add flour and eggs and noodles to the fruit residue, and then steamed the buns in the pot.

This fruity white bread is more popular than cakes in later generations, and it is a luxury at this time.

The fruity aroma of steamed buns that had just come out of the pot wafted out half a mile, and the children around the hungry people cried.

Sun Simiao was eating this fruity bun while drinking snakeberry juice, and she didn't want it comfortably.

"You girl, you have a lot of ghost ideas."

As soon as Ma Dalan and Sun Zhiwen came back, they were hooked by the fragrance, and Sun Simiao gave the good things to her grandmother.

This is her big backer.

This time, Sun Zhiwen didn't rush to eat, but hurried back to the house, and Sun Simiao wondered if his father had been replaced.

One day when he won't be greedy?

After Ma Dalan finished eating a steamed bun, he went into the house to talk to the old man.

"Dad, what are you hiding?"

Sun Simiao was curious about what happened to her father, and when her grandmother returned to the house, she went to her father's room.

Then I saw my father and mother pouting my fart (x) strand (x stuffing things in the kang hole.

"Children's families, don't ask! Where's my bun? ”