"Milk?"

Sun Simiao pulled grandma's sleeve to bring Ma Dalan back to his senses.

Mardalan sighed, put the telegram aside, and said:

"It's a telegram from your uncle asking how your mother is doing."

Ma Dalan's literacy is not unusual, she is far from being as shallow as her face, on the contrary, it is this mean face that makes many people misunderstand her.

Sun Miaomiao naturally saw the content, but she couldn't show it before she waited for her grandmother to finish speaking.

Why did the Song family suddenly send a telegram?

Sun Simiao and Ma Dalan looked at each other and thought of Liu Yuhong at a glance.

"What a broken mouth!"

Ma Dalan cursed in a low voice and talked to Sun Simiao about his grandmother's family.

Naturally, I also know a lot of things that I didn't know in my previous life.

"Milk, what if my mother wants to go back to the city?"

Sun Simiao knew that her mother had returned to the city in her previous life, but unfortunately she didn't know what she was like.

Ma Dalan didn't get angry, but his voice was cold:

"It's going to rain and my mother wants to get married, if I want to go back, there must be a trick, I can't stop it, but it's impossible to leave it all away."

I don't know if this is talking about Song Dongxue or Zhang Meiling.

Returning to the city has become the hope of many educated youths in the countryside at this time.

"Milk, I don't care what my mother does, I will definitely follow you for the rest of my life, and you are not allowed to do without me!"

This must be said.

Sun Simiao has made up her mind to be a waste generation, so she will definitely not let go of her grandmother's boss~ legs.

Ma Dalan smiled, the folds on her face bloomed, and she hugged her granddaughter.

Bang!

The courtyard door was slammed open from the outside, and a sharp voice rang out:

"Mother, it's not good! Dead! ”

It was the eldest daughter-in-law Zhao Xiangqin who shouted, and when she rushed to the house, she held her big ~ leg and panted.

It looks like it's scared.

I'm shocked every day, why don't you stop?

Ma Dalan scolded:

"What are you shouting? Who died? Makes you so alarmed? Is there a shame in it? ”

Shame on her people!

Zhao Xiangqin also knew that he was a little embarrassed, but who saw a dead person like this.

I saw her swallow her saliva before answering:

"Mother, the dead man floating in the swallow river is rising so badly, I didn't see it clearly, my father asked me to call you over."

Sun Simiao was amazed, and the one who came along the swallow river was that the people upstream died.

She was curious and wanted to go.

It's just because my mind is full of three words of merit value that Baoyu shouts.

Ma Dalan tucked the quilt corner for Sun Simiao, and then said angrily:

"Got it, Niuniu, be taken out, let your aunt boil brown sugar eggs for you to drink and continue to sleep!"

Dead people only, as for such a hurry.

Isn't it normal for someone to die these days?

Those who couldn't survive jumped into the river, hanged themselves, jumped off cliffs, and committed suicide.

In the end, it was her mother-in-law, and Zhao Xiangqin saw that her mother-in-law's calm appearance also stabilized.

But when I heard that I was cooking sugar water eggs for Sun Simiao, I was uncomfortable again.

"Milk, I also want to see the excitement, I'm getting much older when I'm sweating just now!"

But it is clearly not possible.

"Nonsense, this has just been sweating, and when the wind blows, won't it be cold again, and then it will be even more troublesome! Stay at home honestly! ”

After settling down with her granddaughter, Ma Dalan took out an egg and some brown sugar and asked Zhao Xiangqin to cook the sugar water egg, and she went out of the hospital.

Zhao Xiangqin didn't want to cook it anymore.

Sun Simiao finished the sugar water egg in the complicated eyes of the eldest aunt.

"Miaomiao, are you still uncomfortable?"

For this niece, Zhao Xiangqin really has mixed feelings.

Sun Simiao shook her head and said:

"It's not uncomfortable!"

Zhao Xiangqin and Sun Simiao had no topic exchange at all, and it was not a matter for the two of them to sit together.

"Auntie, go get busy, I'll sleep again!"

I had to sleep and send people away.

But Zhao Xiangqin didn't leave, but sat on the edge of the kang and looked at Sun Simiao with some hesitation:

"Miaomiao, are you still angry with your eldest sister?"

That's what I asked.

Sun Simiao felt that Zhao Xiangqin was very strange today.

"Auntie, why should I be angry with Sister Auntie?"

The little girl's big round eyes were full of doubts, and Zhao Xiangqin was a little ashamed to see it.

"It's good not to be angry, your eldest sister is also scared!"

As for what she was afraid of, she didn't say.

But Zhao Xiangqin's words made Sun Simiao curious about how Sun Siyu was doing at this time and whether he would regret it.

Of course, Sun Siyu at this time has no chance to regret it, because she can't go back.

Looking at the piles of clothes in front of her, as well as the schoolbag that had been trampled on, she just pursed her lips and kept silent.

Since coming to the provincial capital, Sun Siyu has not lived the kind of life she wanted, and even said that she is not as good as living in the village at all.

The children here are full of malice towards her, and even a few cousins are making things difficult for them.

She knew that her cousins were not good to her because of Sun Simiao, but she wanted to come herself.

"Hmph, do you think you're blessed here?"

Sun Zhansen's bastard simply vented all his resentment against Sun Simiao.

The first day she came was fine, but after the second day, my aunt and grandmother left her alone.

"If you want to stay here, you have to be aware of being bullied!"

Sun Siyu suppressed all his unwillingness, waiting for the opportunity to retaliate again.

But Zhao Xiangqin thought that she was blessed to go to the provincial capital.

After Sun Simiao assured that she was not angry at all, Zhao Xiangqin left.

[Come out, let's talk! ] 】

The little yellow bird Baoyu popped up.

[Little Pepper, why don't you go? This time, there is merit to be earned. 】

Sun Simiao closed her eyes, and then asked:

[Little Yellow Hair, do you think I want to live or die? 】

Does this need to be asked? I definitely want to die!

After returning from rebirth, Baoyu was already very sure that this woman was very open to life and death.

As for why she is so active in doing things these days, it feels like she is just passing the boring time.

[Little Pepper, let's not be like this, aren't you curious about what He Yiting paid for his rebirth? 】

That's a good question.

It's a pity that she is not interested.

What if he was born again because of you? 】

Still no interest, how obvious things.

[Didn't you have a troubled conscience that was scolded by his grandmother in your last life? ] Then do you want to let his grandmother beg you for the rest of your life? 】

His eyes moved, but he didn't say anything.

Baoyu felt that there was a door, and continued to seduc~ bewilderment:

[You don't want to earn merit points, you want to be a waste, bastard, so if someone can count merit points on your head, why don't you do it?] 】

This time, Sun Simiao still held back and didn't say a word, but her head moved.

[He Yiting's merit value is bound to you, yours is still yours! What's theirs is yours too! Yours is not his! 】

After brushing it, Sun Simiao opened her eyes and looked at Baoyu, almost making her hair blow again.

[Really? 】

How could such a good thing come out of this little thing?

It feels like there's a giant crater.

But people who want to be a waste really can't help this temptation~ confusion, it's just lying to win!

[Really! It's more real than pearls! 】