The atmosphere in the house today is very different, there are some people outside the house, Wan Yan looks at them.

"What are they looking at, what can happen in my house", but what came up in my heart was an unprecedented novelty.

The dilapidated car stopped under the tree, the withered yellow leaves fell down, and the yellow tightly wrapped around the front of the car, like Wanyan who had regained the love of her parents, so warm, although she didn't know...

I continued to walk towards the house where I had lived with my grandmother for many years.

Wu Chenhai put down the bag and got up: "Mom, how long will it take for Yan'er to come back?"

Grandma looked at the clock on the wall, "Come on, Yan'er will be back at this time."

Xie Huanting, who was busy in the kitchen, took off the apron on her body when she heard the sound, and patted the flour on her hand, "I'll take a look"

Wan Yan jumped into the house and bumped into the approacher.

"Alas" Wan Yan rubbed her forehead, and then quickly lowered her head, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, are you okay?"

Xie Huanting looked at this girl, her cheeks were slightly red because of running, and her big eyes looked very cute, because of the recklessness just now, she hoped that the adults would forgive her eager eyes, "Is this my Yan'er, how could she not recognize me?"

"Yan'er, I... I'm a mother, my mother is back" Xie Huanting stepped forward and hugged her daughter, and a thousand words turned into a hug. She hugged Wan Yan for a long time and refused to let go, as if she wanted to rub Wan Yan into her body.

"Mom," Wan Yan raised her head and looked at Xie Huanting tightly with her eyes, "You... Are you really a mother?" After getting the affirmation, Wan Yan happily hugged her, and then the two walked into the house together.

Wan Yan was stunned for a moment after seeing Wuchenhai, she couldn't believe it was true, she didn't say anything during the meal, she listened quietly to the conversation of the adults, afraid of missing a little, and the small flames that wanted to go to the toilet halfway were extinguished by her.

After the meal, her mother took out the clothes she had prepared for her, and she hugged her tightly as she went to bed, as if she was afraid that all this would suddenly go away.

The next day, Wan Yan came to the class and saw that her classmates were circulating an object.

Because her parents came back, she was very happy today, and she had the idea of talking to her classmates.

I turned my head and saw something fiddling with my tablemates...

"That, hello, may I ask what this is, can you show me" Wan Yan pointed to the thing in the hand of her tablemate, wanting to see what it was, but because of the arrival of her voice, everything began to become unfriendly.

Liang Kexia put the things in her hand into the desk, looked at her with disdain, then took her eyes back, took out those things and continued to fiddle with them.

Seeing Wan Yan's eagerness, he muttered: "Yo, I don't know about this, the paste-up painting that just came out recently", disdainfully threw a not-so-good-looking picture to Wan Yan, raised his head and snorted coldly, "Why are you not a good student so fond of pretending."

Wan Yan clipped the picture in a book and shook her head helplessly, turned around and went to the toilet.

Soon, the class bell rang, and Wan Yan slipped in quietly through the back door, but because her position was on the side closest to the wall, her classmates had to look at her with strange eyes, and several boys returned to their seats, waiting for the teacher to come while watching the show.