The group’s favorite little Fuwa in the rebirth era

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and it showed no intention of stopping until they reached home.

It was already after five o'clock when they arrived home, it was already dark, and the lights hanging in the house had been lit early.

"Dad." As soon as Su Qinghe walked into the yard, she saw a familiar figure in the corridor.

After receiving a familiar response, Su Qinghe couldn't wait to walk over, so she couldn't wait to run out from under her brother's umbrella and ran towards her father.

Su Jianguo didn't hesitate to smile when he saw his daughter. Seeing that her daughter was about to run over, he hurried up to meet her and told her to run slower. The snow suddenly fell so heavily that it was easy to slip on the road before it was cleared in time.

"Uncle." Su Qinghe ran to the corridor and realized that her uncle was back too.

Su Jianjun was a little envious when he saw that the relationship between father and daughter was so good, unlike the other boys in his family.

However, he also remembered that his son was behind him, so he didn't force himself to join in the fun of the father and daughter. He just stood there and waited for his son to come up.

Su Qingzhao looked at his sister's running back in amusement. After seeing the person running up safely, he turned his attention to his father beside his uncle.

"Dad." Su Qingzhao called with a smile as he put away his umbrella.

"Hey." The father and son hadn't seen each other for a while, and they were still a little unfamiliar suddenly, but they couldn't hide their joy when they saw each other.

Although Su Jianjun said that his children would not return home after such a long time, all those thoughts disappeared when he saw the children.

"He's taller and stronger." Su Jianjun patted his son on the shoulder. He didn't know when all the children had grown taller than him.

Su Qingzhao chuckled and said this to his father, and the father and son followed Su Qinghe and his daughter.

The two brothers Su Jianguo returned to their old house at the same time. Su Jianguo came a little earlier and came right after breakfast, while Su Jianjun came back a little later and didn't come back until almost noon.

But the brothers' luck was not very good. Unexpectedly, they were all in vain. Not only did they not see a few children, they were also dragged and scolded by Su's mother.

It was their fault that they took so long to come over to see their child, especially Su Jianguo, who was scolded even more. His daughter was only in high school, and the couple had not seen their child for a long time.

The child is not sensible, but the two old people feel distressed when they see her. Her brothers have been studying with their parents since they were young, but when she was the youngest, they abandoned the child.

Sometimes when Su's mother thinks about this, she can't help but tell the old man about it. No matter how busy she is at work, is it important to have children?

If Su Qinghe knew that her grandparents spoke of her so pitifully, she might not know whether to laugh or cry. She really didn't feel how pitiful she was.

Even if her parents are at home, they can only see her in the morning and evening, not to mention that sometimes she goes directly to school to rest when she has classes in the evening.

"Are you back, obediently?" In the living room, voices could be heard vaguely from outside.

"Mom." Before Su Qinghe entered the room, people in the living room heard her voice.

As soon as she walked into the living room, she was greeted by a wave of warmth. As soon as her mother pulled her to sit down, Su Qinghe felt sweat breaking out on her body.

The aunt couldn't care about her at the moment. Behind Su Qinghe was the eldest brother. When she saw the eldest brother, the aunt's eyes lit up. She pulled her son and interrogated him.

Su Qinghe couldn't help but snicker when she saw her eldest brother's helpless expression. The eldest brother, who was always very dignified in front of them, also looked like this in front of his mother-in-law.

Wang Xiujuan noticed her daughter taking off her coat and rolling up her sleeves, and guessed that she was hot.

This child has been afraid of heat since he was a child. In the winter, the heating is on at home and he wears the same clothes as in the summer. Now he must be too hot to wear a sweater.

It just so happened that she had brought a lot of clothes for her this time, so she could go see if she likes them and put them on.

When Su Qinghe heard that there were new clothes, her attention was immediately drawn away, and she was dragged to try on clothes without her mother urging her.

It was also a shame that the cloakroom built for her at home was large and someone had to clean it. Otherwise, with so many clothes every time, her cloakroom would be full within a few days.

When she returned to her courtyard room, Su Qinghe was the first to see the things on the coffee table before she could go to the cloakroom.

Among them were gifts brought to her by her parents, as well as gifts given to her by her uncle and aunt. Without even looking at the clothes, Su Qinghe was so attracted by these gifts that she couldn't walk.

It was Wang Xiujuan who said that these gifts were all hers and she could take her time to look at them, so she reluctantly pulled her away.

But when they arrived at the cloakroom, Su Qinghe looked at the new corner and didn't care about the gifts outside.

Su Qinghe happily placed each piece of clothing in front of her and showed her mother's taste. The clothes she brought her were all very suitable for her.

Moreover, there are many styles of clothes brought every time, and there is no single one. Although Su Qinghe may not wear many of the clothes, she feels good looking at them.

Some clothes don’t have to be worn. Just putting them there and admiring them makes people happy, just like her jewelry, calligraphy and paintings.

When trying on clothes, Su Qinghe's hair got messed up in just a few strokes, so she simply let her hair down.

After changing more than a dozen pieces of clothing in a row, Su Qinghe felt a little tired and was too lazy to change into the suspender skirt she just changed into.

Anyway, these clothes have been cleaned and can be put on directly.

Wang Xiujuan saw her daughter's messy hair and simply took a comb to help her take care of it.

Su Qinghe rested her head comfortably on her mother's lap. The tip of her nose was filled with her mother's scent. After tying her hair for a day, her scalp was a little tight.

Wang Xiujuan often helps her daughter style her hair. She is very skillful in her movements and knows how to make her feel comfortable. When the hair is almost done, she uses her fingertips to relax her scalp.

Mother and daughter were also whispering together, mostly Wang Xiujuan asking questions and Su Qinghe answering.

Although I haven't seen my parents for almost half a month, there is no alienation between mother and daughter and they are still close.

Although Su Qinghe has a cold image in front of outsiders, in fact, she is very good at acting coquettishly in front of family members.

At this moment, I held my mother's waist firmly, and the bedroom was filled with the laughter of mother and daughter.

Wang Xiujuan stroked her daughter's long black and thick hair with one hand. Every time she touched her, her long hair became very soft and smooth to the touch.

Not to mention others, Su Qinghe herself is also very satisfied with her long hair. Although she has put in a lot of efforts behind this satisfaction, it is very troublesome just to wash her hair every time. She has to change the water many times and apply it to her hair. Various things, but she felt it was worth it every time she looked at her long hair.

After almost resting, Wang Xiujuan took a hairband that was the same color as her daughter's dress and used her hands to braid a fishbone braid that hung down on her chest.

Paired with her skirt, she looks very gentle and ladylike.

Su Qinghe rarely styled her hair, mainly because it was troublesome. At most, she would wear a ponytail or a bun. Only her mother, grandmother, and aunt had the patience to style her in various styles.

When they arrived at the living room in the front yard, before they even got close, the mother and daughter heard sounds coming from inside.

It seems that all the brothers are back.

Before Su Qinghe came back, he thought they were the last to arrive home, but he didn't expect that several of his brothers would be later than them.

Sure enough, as soon as the mother and daughter entered, they saw that Nuo Da's living room was full of people, and even grandpa was back.

The brothers are indeed much more lively at home. Although the Spring Festival has not yet arrived, Su Qinghe can already feel the atmosphere of the New Year.