Qin Jiu was naturally happy to see Yang Hui's departure, but she followed Chen Ping all the way, and until Chen Ping entered the house, she didn't get a word of attention from Chen Ping.

"Feng Yiqing, you'd better not be Chen Ping, otherwise I'm ...... I...... I'll close your cold palace! Lock you up for the rest of your life, let you taste the taste of being ignored......"

Qin Jiu was like a little adult, standing in front of Chen Ping's house with his waist pinched, looking at the closed door of Chen Ping's house, he was so angry in his heart.

But she is not angry, her small body, even if she is angry, she can't make any waves.

The tiger falls in Pingyang......

Qin Jiu looked up to the sky and sighed.

Go home!

After sighing, Qin Jiu waved his sleeves in a dashing manner, turned around and walked in the direction of home, his husband is not well-behaved, and his life has to go on......

As soon as Qin Jiu turned around, and as soon as her calf took half a step, she saw a small person in the distance, carrying a small schoolbag and holding a small wooden stick, walking towards her angrily.

"Yang Hui? Why are you back again? ”

"Why am I back again? I'm not afraid you'll be bitten by a dog! ”

Yang Hui's words really went to Qin Jiu's heart...... The tiger fell in Pingyang, but the dog that bullied her was not a dog......

"Let's go, go home, Qin Jiaojiao, look at your little bit of interest." Yang Hui said, grabbed Qin Jiu's little wrist and left.

Qin Jiu wanted to pull out his wrist, but Yang Hui's strength was greater than hers, and at this time, Qin Jiu didn't want to talk to Yang Hui about whether men and women would kiss or not, because it was useless to talk about it.

The point is, Yang Hui didn't give Qin Jiu a chance to speak......

"Huh? Why didn't I know before, you like to play with Chen Ping so much? Still standing at the door of people's houses and not leaving, hey? Why haven't I seen you standing at my door and not leaving? Qin Jiaojiao, are you worthy of me escorting you to and from school every day? Are you worthy of the dogs I beat for you......"

Along the way, Qin Jiu spent time in Yang Hui's chattering accusations.

A man and a woman, two seven-year-old figures, the little girl followed the little boy, without saying a word, and the little boy chattered endlessly, holding a stick, scaring the big yellow dog that occasionally ran out of the crack in the gate to rob the road.

Chen Ping sensed that Qin Jiu was gone, opened the door, and saw such a scene.

At this scene, the piercing Chen Ping's eyes narrowed slightly.

After the pair of small figures disappeared from sight, Chen Ping turned around with a small face that had begun to take shape.

"Ping'er, mom wants to tell you ......"

Chen's mother's words had just begun, but they were directly interrupted by Chen Ping, who had a cold face: "Needless to say, everything is up to my mother." ”

Seeing the little figure enter the house, Chen's mother couldn't react, this child, when she came back at noon, was still telling her that she had decided not to leave here, she thought that she would take a lot of effort to persuade her, but she didn't expect that when she came back this night, she changed her mind.

Mother Chen shook her head, people say that mother and son are connected, but she is a child, she has not been able to see through his mind since she was a child, and now that she has grown up, she has become more and more unable to see through.

Qin Jiu was nagged by Yang Hui all the way home, everything that should be said was said, Yang Hui's anger also disappeared, and after waving goodbye to Qin Jiu, he happily carried a small schoolbag and went home with a dog beating stick.

Qin Jiu found that this Yang Hui was really interesting.

When he got home, Qin Jiu saw his grandmother weaving baskets and was busy putting down his schoolbag, so he was about to help.

"You can't do this job, go do your homework."

Grandma smiled and pushed Qin Jiu away.

Qin Jiu looked at the wicker in that place, and then looked at the semi-finished product in his grandmother's hand, thought about it, and felt that it was better to write his homework first.

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