She also has a son, and she feels bad when she sees the child suffering.

"No, Auntie, I just want to ask, can I pick up your firewood?"

Yang Feixue also smiled sweetly, she was really afraid that this aunt would not agree.

In the past, when she flattered her mother, as long as she smiled like this, her mother would agree.

"Ah, firewood?" Looking at the appearance of the little girl, think that it may be a child from a poor family.

You need to burn a fire to cook, and it's white.

"Yes, what's your name, come out to collect firewood at such a young age, don't your parents care?"

Thinking of such irresponsible parents, anger also came up, and the voice became louder.

Hearing this aunt's words, Yang Feixue felt sad again, and her eyes under the glasses flashed with tears.

She found that she didn't want people to say that about her mom and dad at all.

"No, Auntie, my mom and my dad both went to heaven, and mom said I grew up.

I can do anything myself. She raised her little face and said innocently, but it made Mi Xiaole's heart feel slightly distressed!

Now she doesn't know what it means to go to heaven?

I always felt that I had gone to another place, and my mother would come back when she grew up.

Mi Xiaole remembered the uproarious Yang family some time ago, I don't know if it's this little girl?

He pointed in the direction of the Yang family and asked, "Is it the Yang family in front?" ”

Yang Feixue looked in the direction of Mi Xiaole's finger and nodded ignorantly.

Anyway, her surname is Yang, and the direction she points to is also the location of her house, and Mi Xiaole's heart is white.

"And what's your name?" Mi Xiaole touched her head distressedly and asked gently.

"Auntie, my name is Yang Feixue, can I pick it up?" She asked timidly.

There were tears in his eyes, for fear that Mi Xiaole would not agree.

Mi Xiaole saw that this little girl, who was only 4 years old, was still a child who didn't understand anything.

How can she be allowed to start working at such a young age? She also heard about the recent events of the Yang family.

I feel sorry for her, especially a good little princess, but now she has become like this.

You still need to rely on yourself to make a living, is the Yang family still human?

This is probably fate, since you let yourself touch it, of course you have to help if you can.

"Go ahead, don't be afraid, Auntie, you can pick it up casually, pick it up slowly.

Auntie goes to cook, you will be full and then go back, do you know? ”

Knowing that he didn't have anything to eat when he went back today, he nodded and said thank you, and went to collect firewood.

She picked up almost everything, Mi Xiaole's rice was ready, and Mo Zixuan, who went to school, also came back.

Mo Zixuan is 6 years old this year, just in the first grade, because of the good family conditions, he also likes to study.

So the boy goes to school earlier than the average child, and the boy is very independent and doesn't like to cling to his mother.

There are no cars in the countryside, and children go to and from school on their own.

Seeing that his mother pulled a dirty little girl in, there was still a smell on her.

He knew that his mother's compassion was overflowing again, so he raised his good-looking eyebrows, and didn't say anything to wash his hands and prepare for dinner.

Mi Xiaole pulled Yang Feixue to the table and looked at his son, and began to introduce him.

"Mo Zixuan, this is Yang Feixue, you will be friends in the future."

Although Mo Zixuan is still young, he is also a handsome little guy with excellent facial features, and his good-looking eyebrows are furrowed.

Naturally, I also heard about this Yang Feixue, and my parents also said that there were classmates next door to her house.