stole the villain's heart

Chapter 282
Luo Yuchen tightly hugged the little bear in his arms, and said nothing to the little boy in front of him.

His left hand is miniature, one big and one small, and the sleeves are long and covered.

Looking pitifully at the brown bear in Luo Yuchen's arms, he held back his tears.

Luo Yuchen didn't like this, so he turned his face away from him.

"Don't bully him." Luo Yiran said in a low voice.

Luo Yuchen pouted dissatisfiedly: "Who bullied him? He wanted my little bear. My mother gave it to me. I can't give it to others!"

The little boy watched helplessly, without saying a word.

Luo Yiran took out 50 yuan and handed it to him, originally planning to buy it, but finally sighed and said: "Go and buy one for him."

"I don't know the way." He didn't take the money.

He is good-looking and has perfect body proportions, but it is a bit against the law to hold a bear.

When moving things, I accidentally dropped a cabinet, and an ugly frog doll fell out. The little boy ran to pick it up.

This doll has been missing for a year and was unexpectedly in the cabinet.

Seeing that the little boy couldn't put it down, she swallowed all her words.

"Can you give it to me?"

Listening to his aggrieved voice, Luo Yiran nodded in bewilderment, "Then you have to treat him well~"

"Thank you sister!"

When she left, she looked back several times reluctantly.

It was the first time for Luo Yichen to take a train, nervously clutching Luo Yiran's clothes, dragging a small suitcase.

"Sister, I..." Scared~
Facing his flustered eyes, Luo Yiran's heart was warmed up bit by bit.

She said comfortingly, "I am here, take my hand."

After a day's journey, my butt hurts badly.

When she arrived at her grandmother's house, she was stunned looking at the courtyard, and a scene of people making candied haws appeared in her mind.

She raised her hand and rubbed her painful forehead, her chest was also stuffy, her eyes were dim, and she fainted on the ground.

"Luo Yiran!"

The old man in the yard heard the sound and ran out in a hurry.

"Ah! Rao Rao!"

The long hair covered his face, and the silver bracelet on his hand was exposed, and the old man noticed it too.

Luo Yuchen carried her in, and walked very steadily, because this one-quarter blood sister was very light and hugged her without any pressure.

The old man pinched her, and she lifted her up in one breath, and slowly opened her eyes.

The sweet-scented osmanthus in the yard is full of branches, with a strong fragrance, and a lot of it has fallen on the ground, hanging on the lawn, very beautiful.

She only remembers the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in her grandmother's house, and forgets the old dog that grew up with her.

"Wang Wang!"

It is very old, and the fur on its body has almost fallen out, and there is a kitten lying next to it, very close to each other.

"Village Flower~"

Her eyes were teary, and the tears kept rolling in her eye sockets. Her eyes were blurred, and her pupils were faintly visible.

Leaning in the arms of the old man, smelling the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus that belonged to grandma, my flustered heart calmed down.

"Grandma, I don't have a father anymore. I'm an unwanted child."

Grandma helped her cry with distress, her hands kept trembling, and her callused hand touched her cheek, and she suddenly realized that grandma was also getting old...

The soft sunlight hangs obliquely on the branches and leaves of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, but the people in the small courtyard are so excited and full of thoughts.

"Rao Rao has a grandmother and a grandfather."

The old man can't speak beautiful words, so he hugged her and cried together.

Grandpa was not at home, so he must have gone out to play chess with others at the century-old banyan tree.

Murakami staggered and dragged her tired body, came to her side, leaned on her feet and lay down.

Luo Yuchen had seen this kind of dog before, so he took a few steps back in fear, hugging the little brown bear.

"Sister~"

The little orange cat frowned, fangs at him, and its eyes widened.

Neither of them heard his cries for help, and he was just ignored.

"Yo, is someone here?"

When it was time for dinner, grandpa came back with his bird and yelled in surprise.

Luo Yiran was stunned, the old man was facing the sun with his back facing the sun, wearing reading glasses, leaning on the reclining chair, his gray hair shone with crystal luster under the sunlight.

Grandpa and grandma are getting old, obviously the last time I came back...

It turns out that 20 years have passed!
Grandpa hung up his birdcage, and asked calmly, "It's Rao Rao! How come you come back when you have time?"

"I'm homesick, so I'm coming back."

Her nose was also red, and even her face was red from crying, and her face was stained with tears.Anyone who saw it knew that he had just cried a lot.

Grandpa: "Stupid boy, how long have you been out, have you been wronged? I told you that man is not a good thing!"

She looked at her grandmother in horror.

"Your grandfather is sick."

It turned out that he regarded Luo Yiran as his daughter, and that raucous voice was her mother.

"Who is sick and talking nonsense!" Grandpa said dissatisfiedly with his hands behind his back, "Hey, your new boyfriend? He's handsome, but he's lost a little weight."

Luo Yuchen looked at his sister helplessly, not knowing what to do.

"Grandpa, hello!"

In desperation, he bowed ninety degrees and closed his eyes tightly.

Grandpa took a step back and turned back angrily: "Okay, how long have you been out? My son is so old!"

Grandma nudged him angrily, "I'm so foolish, my child was scared!"

"Hmph, why don't you let me talk about it?" Grandpa Sapo cheated, sitting on the rocking chair, "Hmph, I'm ignoring you!"

Such a grandfather is inexplicably...cute.

"elder sister."

Luo Yiran held her grandmother's arm with a happy face, leaned on her shoulder, and said coquettishly: "Grandma, I want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

"Okay, but you have to pick up the sweet-scented osmanthus by yourself!"

Grandpa's purple clay teapot is small and exquisite, and it fits perfectly in the hand.

"Luo Yuchen come over to pick up sweet-scented osmanthus!"

He pouted in dissatisfaction, and reluctantly went to help pick up sweet-scented osmanthus.

He asked, "Is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake delicious?"

"Won't you know later?" She held a small vegetable basket and gently shook a small branch.

A picture suddenly appeared in her mind again, the osmanthus flowers were wetted by the rain and mixed with the mud on the ground.

There are several camphor trees around, and the laughter of children.

"are you OK?"

He suppressed a smile, with red eyes, freckles all over his face, and a few sweet-scented osmanthus flowers hanging in a mess on his bangs, which was a bit funny.

Luo Yiran: "It's okay."

Grandma dragged the suitcase to the living room and shouted loudly, "I'll leave it here first, and I'll clean up the room for you."

"Grandma, he can just lay the floor, don't bother!" Luo Yiran replied ruthlessly.

Luo Yuchen patted the dust off his hands, and said anxiously: "What can I do? Grandma, I'll help you, I don't want to make the floor."

Bypassing the village flower, carrying luggage and following grandma up to the second floor.

There was no bed in the room, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he cleaned it hard.

"I will bear it!" he muttered, "When I grow up, I will definitely buy a big house! I will have a big bed of my own!"

"What did you say?" Grandma was old and couldn't hear clearly.

Luo Yuchen smiled guilty: "I said to clean it properly!"

(End of this chapter)