I Want to Be Friends With You

When Aunt Hua finished writing the last question, Xiao Miaomiao’s tender little face was almost knocked on the table, Aunt Hua stretched out her hand and placed it on the table, and Xiao Miaomiao’s little face was directly knocked on the palm of her hand. in.

After raising it for so long, the little face is a bit fleshy, soft and tender.

Aunt Hua's heart is also soft, this is her little daughter.

Aunt Hua leaned over and picked up her little daughter carefully.

Xiao Miaomiao woke up suddenly, feeling that she was floating, her eyes were frightened, and she suddenly struggled with fright.

"It's auntie, don't be afraid, it's auntie, auntie is holding you." Aunt Hua saw Xiao Miaomiao's horrified eyes, and immediately understood that she must have thought it was the same, so she quickly calmed down.

Only then did Xiao Miaomiao see clearly that it was her aunt, the panic in her eyes slowly subsided, and then she cautiously and slowly attached herself to Aunt Hua.

Aunt Hua had a small head in her arms, and she felt the trust from the little guy. Her hands were a little trembling, and she almost shed tears. She quickly touched Xiao Miaomiao's hair and her voice was a little trembling, "Auntie is here."

Aunt Hua just carried Xiao Miaomiao back to her bedroom. Xiao Miaomiao sat on the bed obediently, undressed and put on pajamas.

Aunt Hua took out the scar removal cream from the cabinet next to it, and then slowly applied Xiao Miao Miao to her hands and calves.

After finishing painting, Xiao Miaomiao was stuffed into the quilt. Aunt Hua didn't notice that Xiao Miaomiao slept in the same place tonight.

When Uncle Hua came back, it was already more than one o'clock in the morning, and then he found that his wife was still up and sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Uncle Hua took off his coat and walked over, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Aunt Hua put down the needle and thread in her hand, "I will modify the school uniform."

After putting down the blue and white school uniform, she stood up and hugged Uncle Hua, "Today my daughter took the initiative to hug me."

Uncle Hua touched her head, "She is a good boy and will get better and better in the future."

"I know, I'm not in a hurry, but when she hugged me, she was so excited that she wanted to cry." Although she didn't give birth to her, she slowly healed her injuries and watched her little by little. From seeing adults, I would hide from fear, and now I can eat with them, go to school, and call her aunt. The effort here is only a lot more than other mothers.

"You go to eat some food first, I saved it for you." Aunt Hua sat down again and picked up the school uniform she got today, "I will be finished right now."

Aunt Hua is a fashion designer. Not only can she draw design drawings, she can also make her own clothes, let alone change a small design.

Uncle Hua then saw that the cuffs in the front of the original school uniform had been changed by his wife, but it was not the ruffle design of other clothes in the family, but it became a part of the cuffs stretched out. Does not come out.

After Aunt Hua repaired the school uniform, the house was quiet. She carefully opened the little girl's room and put the school uniform next to her.

The little daughter was nestled in the collapsed quilt, only a small head was exposed. Aunt Hua couldn't help bending down and kissed her little cheek, little daughter, her little daughter.

At the same night, Dad Zhou got up to go to the bathroom. When he came back, he saw a little light from the door crack of the study.

His heart beat, his heart was not good, he looked left and right, he didn't find a weapon to take advantage of, so he took off a slippers, held the slippers, and walked tiptoe towards the study.

Gently pushed the study door and saw his son sitting in front of the computer.

Zhou Yuan's expression was a little hard to say, "Dad, are you ready to hit cockroaches with your slippers?"

Father Zhou put the slippers on the ground casually, "I just saw a mouse."

Turning to the subject, "Why are you here so late? If you haven't gone to bed, you won't be able to get up tomorrow!"

While talking, he hugged Zhou Yuan. Although he was tall among his peers, Zhou Yuan, who was still short in front of the adults, had no backhands and was thrown into the bedroom.

"Don't even apply for a transfer, go to bed!" said Dad Zhou.

Because Zhou Yuan had this dark history in the past, Zhou's father naturally thought that he would not go to bed in the middle of the night and was going to submit an application to the university again.

Zhou Yuan didn't refute, his emotions were still in what he found.

Zhou Yuan is now much better than a year ago. Now he can understand that not everyone in this world can have his intelligence, and not everyone can be memorable. Naturally, he can understand why. Everyone can live like him.

But he never thought that there will be children who will have such a bad life.

He has experienced one-tenth of his life, and the biggest trouble is that his parents say nothing to let him skip a grade. He has to communicate with a group of kids who think completely outside the world.

When Zhou Yuan arrived at school the next day, he saw that Xiao Tong was wearing the same school uniform as the other classmates, already sitting in his seat.

Zhou Yuan walked over, "Good morning Miao Miao." He knew that his name was Miao Miao, not Meow.

Xiao Miaomiao held the bag of dried meat in his hand, just waiting for him to come, and finally came.

She was full of thoughts about how to give this to the other party. When she heard him talking to her, her little head couldn't react.

At this time, Zhou Yuan sat in his seat and saw that Xiao Miaomiao didn't answer him, and patiently continued with Xiao Miaomiao, "When I came in just now, I saw our lunch today. Today's fruit is pomegranate. Do you like it?"

The school will announce the children's lunch in the display column outside every morning, which is convenient for parents who send the children to supervise.

When Xiao Miaomiao heard this, she didn't care about the dried meat. She turned her head and asked in a low voice, "Sixteen?" Is that sixteen that can be eaten?

My aunt taught Xiao Miao Miao to count. Xiao Miao Miao can count to more than fifty. Yesterday aunty said when she was out of school that she did not get sixteen foods. She didn’t know why sixteen could eat, but she hadn’t heard of fifteen. , Fourteen, seventeen can eat...

"Yes, pomegranate." Zhou Yuan coaxed the children and said, "Does Miao Miao like to eat pomegranates?"

Xiao Miao Miao gave a hum, without answering face-to-face, her little head was full of one thing.