"Of course, you think they're all like you." Yuan Yuan looked at what was in her sister's hand, weird, I don't know what it is, it looks like a piece of poop.

Xixi, "Did I just learn?" When I learn it, I'll be better than you. Xixi pursed her little mouth, not admitting defeat at all. Continue to pinch what you have in your hand.

Yuan Yuan has not played with this kind of toy for a long time, and there was a time when he also liked to play, and he could pinch out the shape of many small animals, as well as the shape of a human being.

Yuan Yuan found several more colors of plasticine, and then began to knead, and after about ten minutes, he pinched out the shape of a figure.

Xixi turned his head to look at his brother and couldn't help but applaud and found that the little clay figure pinched by his brother looked like a mother, it was just a mother, and the hairstyle and clothes seemed to be.

"Hey, fate, you can pinch out your mother's appearance, it's amazing." The tide of the tide made a worship shape. She found that her brother was getting better and better. He can speak English, play chess, know a lot of words, and draw. Unlike her, she can only dance, and her name is written crookedly.

Yuan Yuan nodded, and chose to ignore his sister's praise, anyway, his sister would not know anything but twitter. The dancing is also average, not as good as the female classmates in their class.

Yuan Yuan continued the work in his hand, and soon he pinched the shape of a figure again, this time in the form of a man.

What he pinched out was his father, who was wearing black clothes and pants and holding a document in his hand, as if he was at work.

"Yuanyuan, who is this?" Xixi pointed to the little clay figurine newly pinched out by Yuanyuan, like an uncle.

"My dad." Yuan Yuan said, and then put the little clay figurines of father and mother together.

"Yuanyuan, can you make one for my father?" Xixi was very unhappy to see her mother's little clay figure and her father's put together.

Yuan Yuan was stunned for a moment, looked at Xixi, and frowned tightly.

"Why did I make you look like your father?" Yuan Yuan is very annoying for Xixi's father.

"If you help me, you'll be able to figure it out, right?" Xixi pulled her brother's clothes like a coquettish. In addition to being coquettish with her parents now, she will also be coquettish with fate. Because they will all satisfy her.

"I don't pinch." Yuan Yuan frowned, looking unhappy. "Your dad is so ugly, and he can beat people. Otherwise, you can figure it out yourself. ”

Yuan Yuan has a very bad impression of his sister's father, and he still has a vague impression that Xixi's father has beaten his mother and himself. Although he didn't remember it very clearly, he had this impression.

Xixi was very unhappy when she heard her brother say this. "Yuanyuan, my dad is the best, he doesn't beat people."

Shioxi hates that her brother always says her dad is bad.

As soon as He Xiyan came back, he heard the two children arguing about something.

What my dad is good, your dad is bad. My dad is handsome, your dad is ugly.

He Xiyan coughed twice in a low voice, and after a while, Yuanyuan and Xixi closed their mouths quietly.

The two almost shouted in unison, "Mom......"

He Xiyan smiled slightly, walked over, and gently patted the two children's little shoulders.

At this time, both Yuanyuan and Xixi found that their mother's hands were wrapped in thick gauze, and they looked injured.

"Mom, what's wrong with your hand?" The first to ask was Xixi, who bit her little mouth and looked at her mother's injured arm.