Aunt Zheng San agreed with his wife's words very much, he and Shen Hong's husband had also dealt with each other, but they really didn't get along, and then looked at Du Yijing, and then looked at the son who looked like a girl in his arms - why is it not a daughter!

At this time, the road was not repaired, the car was bumpy all the way, and the twilight Yijing was still small and not good in physical strength, and fell asleep after a bumpy while, and when she woke up, she had been put on the bed, she came out of the quilt by herself, put on her small clothes, and walked out of the room.

"Ah, I'm awake." Aunt Zheng was startled when she saw her come out, put down her work and wiped it on her body casually, and ran over to take it back to change her clothes, but she saw that the villain had already put on her clothes, and she was stunned for a while.

"Oh my God, you got dressed yourself? It's great! ”

Twilight was so sleepy that she put down her hand rubbing her big eyes and smiled at the third aunt.

Then the person was picked up, Aunt Zheng smiled and hugged her back to the room, told her to stretch out her hand and take off her clothes, Du Yijing was still puzzled, and then saw the third aunt turn her clothes back to put on herself-

Oh, it turned out to be worn backwards.

Aunt Zheng asked her to recognize the pros and cons while dressing, and after waiting, she gave a rare kiss.

"I really want to snatch you from my eldest sister and give me a daughter." How old is it, and when I woke up, I even knew that I was wearing clothes, "Let's go, let's go out for a snack, and your father is here." ”

picked up his niece and walked out of the room, and when he arrived at the kitchen, he boasted to Twilight's mother, "Sister, I'm really rare and quiet." ”

"What's wrong?" Twilight's mother, who was busy in the kitchen, looked back with a smile and asked.

"You don't know—" Aunt Zheng told her about dressing herself.

Twilight Yijing was praised a little shy, and added, "It's the opposite." ”

Dusk's mother still didn't understand, and when she heard the third sister explain that the clothes were worn backwards, she smiled and was also surprised, "When will Jingjing wear clothes, I didn't teach her." ”

"Look." Twilight Yijing said again, seeing that her mother's eyebrows and eyes were peaceful, looking left and right, and not seeing her father's figure, she couldn't help but wonder, so she twisted her little body and said softly, "Third aunt, I can go by myself." ”

"Okay, okay, go quietly by yourself." Aunt Zheng agreed and put her on the ground, and was startled when she saw that she was about to run as soon as she landed.

Twilight's mother shouted with a straight face, "Don't run, what if it hurts?" ”

Twilight Yijing pretended to be angry with her mother and said, "Mom, don't be angry, I just don't run." "In the previous life, I was embarrassed to say a lot of honest words, but I opened my mouth to say it without pressure, and slowly walked out of the door, I didn't see my father, but the two brothers and the eldest cousin were playing at the door.

Seeing that his sister couldn't step up because the threshold was too high, Twilight Yisen hurriedly left her friend and ran over, hugged her over the threshold and put her down, grinning, "Sister, where have you been?" ”

"Take the car." Twilight wanted to say that I was taken by my third aunt to see the goddess and then met a neighbor's friend, but this sentence was too long, and she couldn't speak articulate now, so she abbreviated it.

"Sister, come and play." Twilight shouted and dragged her to the crowd of friends, asking her to be a ghost looking for them.

Before Du Yijing could speak, she saw the top of the second brother's head shudder.

"With you playing with your sister like this, how old is she, how old are you, just call her a ghost to find you." Dusk's father held the washed vegetables in one hand, bluffed his second son with an angry face, and looked at his daughter who could talk and laugh, and his daughter, who was a lot more lively, showed a flattering smile, "Be quiet, dad hug." ”