Since you gave it to me, it's all mine, don't steal it.

Hearing her say this, Zhu Wenjie's child didn't feel anything wrong, but nodded happily, since his sister accepted his candy, would she be willing to play with him in the future.

Thinking of this, he also nodded vigorously,

"Mm-hmm, it's all yours."

Seeing that the two children got along well, the four adults around were also relieved.

Zhu Wenjie's parents were relieved simply because there were children who could stay in the same world as his son, while Meng Yufan's parents were relieved that their daughter didn't push people down.

Only Zhu Wenqing's children in the back looked a little inexplicable when they saw their stupid younger brother and Xiaobai Tuanzi holding hands together.

In the back, seeing the dazzling array of snacks and candies, Meng Yufan had long forgotten about holding hands with the miniature version of the male god.

The male god is no matter how handsome he grows up, and now he is less than two years old, there is no difference between men and women between them, what else can there be to be excited about.

So after seeing the beautiful little windmills around, I was attracted all the attention, maybe the baby's life is too boring, so I can be happy for a while when I see the beautiful windmills.

I saw the girl's eyes staring straight at the windmill on the side.

"Feifei, do you want it?"

Hearing her mother say this, Meng Yufan's eyes lit up, and she nodded suddenly, when she bought it back and put it on the walker, she would definitely be able to envy Cousin Linlin to death.

Thinking that Cousin Linlin was rolling on the ground and wanted the appearance of a windmill, Meng Yufan smiled even more.

It's rare to see her daughter like it so much, and Cui Xiaoyan doesn't want to disappoint her children, anyway, the family is not short of money now, and there is no need to treat children too harshly.

glanced at Meng Hongyuan, and asked Meng Hongyuan to buy a windmill.

After a while, Meng Hongyuan bought two windmills and ran back, the two children were sitting together, so he couldn't just buy it for his daughter, anyway, it didn't cost much, so he handed another windmill to Zhu Wenjie's child next to him.

Meng Yufan didn't think so much when she saw the windmill, and when she saw that her father was coming back, she directly stretched out her two little hands and waited to see the little windmill that picked her up.

It turns out that this is the joy of children!

Seeing the envious looks of the children around him, Meng Yufan raised his head even more, and his spirit was not good.

The supermarket is not big, and it was quickly finished, and after buying all the things, Meng Yufan was carried out of the small cart by her mother. Because it's time to settle the bill.

Zhu's father also took the opportunity to pick up his son, and when he saw the windmill in his son's hand, he was embarrassed, so he bought Meng Yufan a box of candy as a gift for her, but her mother tried her best to stop it, and finally the box of candy went into their bag.

When the account came out, it was not early outside, and at this time, the two families had a meal together or something, seeing that it was not early, her father hugged her and quickly waved goodbye to the male god's family.

Meng Yufan lay on her father's shoulder, and waved her little hand at the miniature version of the male god, after this relationship, she also figured it out, now the male god is still a little child, what is she embarrassed about.

But she waved to others, but Zhu Wenjie's child turned his head awkwardly and turned her head awkwardly, leaving her aside.

Meng Yufan put down his little hand and snorted at him a little angrily, sure enough, this person, whether it is big or small, is so flattering!

It's so infuriating!

Then he looked at the windmill in his hand, blew hard, and turned his head awkwardly

It wasn't until he heard the roar of the motorcycle that Zhu Wenjie's children turned their heads and saw Xiaobai Tuanzi being held in her mother's arms, playing happily with the windmill, and her cheeks couldn't help but puff out even more.

What's so good about that windbreaker that she likes it so much!

Thinking of the smile in her eyes just now, Zhu Wenjie's child couldn't help but be even more angry.

When she got home, Song Meijuan saw that her son was sitting on the sofa by himself as soon as he entered the door, and he didn't speak, and he was still holding the windmill in his hand, so she said, "Wenjie, go wash up and go to bed." ”

As he spoke, he just wanted to walk over and get his windmill, when he saw him snorting coldly at the windmill with some arrogance.

After jumping off the couch in one fell swoop, he ran into the bedroom and came out with nothing in his hand.

Seeing him enter the bathroom angrily, Song's mother was still a little confused.

What is his son angry about?

Zhu Wenqing, who was drinking water on the side, was very calm, and after putting down the cup in his hand, he said lightly to her mother, "Mom, I want to eat boiled eggs tomorrow morning, I don't want to eat fried eggs." ”

Hearing her daughter say this, Song Meijuan immediately responded.

She works in education, so some of the ideas that come up with children, if they are reasonable, she doesn't discourage them.

After agreeing to his daughter, he went into the bedroom to tell his daughter a bedtime story, and when he came out, he had completely forgotten about it.

And Meng Yufan quickly forgot about these unpleasantness, and when she got home, it was already early.

may also be because she was used to being suppressed by Zhu Wenjie in her previous life, so she soon left it behind.

In the dead of night, her parents fell asleep, and then entered the portable space.

It can be seen that the fruits on the SSS-grade pear tree have become more and more, and the white mist condensed by the spiritual spring has slowly risen to the top of the canopy, but there is a feeling of fairy aura.

She has collected a lot of seeds during this time, and none of them have been put in her personal space, otherwise, she will be piled up everywhere in a small place.

And the most important problem is that these seeds all grow very similarly, so it is quite difficult for her to distinguish them.

So the seeds that the small farmer upgraded were all put in the warehouse of the carry-on space, and the top layer of the grid was already occupied, and the number and name of the seeds were also indicated, which seemed to be clear at a glance, so she waited for the right time to take them out.

After inspecting his own space and drinking the spiritual spring water, Meng Yufan quickly went back to sleep.

When Cousin Linlin saw the windmill the next day, she didn't live up to her expectations, and immediately rolled on the ground and cried, but she still walked the walker and handed the windmill over, which ended the farce.

Meng Yufan looked at the third aunt behind Linlin's cousin, took a deep breath, and was very worried about her cousin's childhood.

The next days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, most of the midsummer days had passed, Meng Yufan was put on autumn clothes by her mother, and the SSS-level pear trees were about to ripen.