After the salted fish excavator became popular

The group set off with the little girl.

The little guy is much smaller than children of the same age, and he is not timid when he sees these tall and big brothers for the first time. He introduces himself as if he is standing on a podium in a school classroom, with a confident appearance and a loud voice.

"My name is Yang Guang, the Yang of the poplar tree, the light of the sun!"

The child has a cute mushroom head cut, a pair of big and round eyes, black and bright kernels, and two sweet dimples when he smiles.

It's really like a little sun.

What is sweeter than the dimples is the small mouth, which makes people's hearts melt when they call "brother" one by one.

"Brothers, don't worry that I will hold back. I am as tenacious as the poplar tree, and it is out of the ordinary!"

Even Master Yu's fear of children was cured. He touched her little mushroom head and said with a smile, "Baby, you are indomitable."

"Really?" Little Yang Guang was shocked, "Brother doesn't look like such a knowledgeable person!"

"!" Master Yu: "Little bastard can still hurt people?! If you can't walk for a while, don't ask brother to carry you!"

Seeing little Yang Guang shaking his head, Xu Yingzhi also called her cute. He pinched her little face for a while, and stroked her shiny black hair for a while, as if he got some new gadget, and he couldn't put it down.

Xu Yingzhi's mother's love was overflowing, and Liang Zhu also took the initiative to play the role of a loving old father, standing aside, nodding frequently while watching this warm scene.

Even Shi Bing, who was so focused on reading the script and whose mind was full of lines and character designs, was attracted by this immature voice and couldn't help but pay more attention to the children.

In short, such a soft and cute little thing couldn't be more harmonious among a group of big and three rough men.

Zhou Runqing bowed and sent a text message.

【Mianmian, as long as I take the child with me along the way and follow the tasks you issued, won't she die? 】

After waiting for a while without receiving a reply, he realized that there was only a weak signal, so he put the phone away.

Could it be that during this trip, Yang Guang will encounter danger, and his mission is to rescue the children from danger?

This is just enough to avoid the death of the mission object.

Zhou Runqing felt that her guess was eight or nine.

For an eight-year-old child, the wild countryside in this mountain is full of dangers. If nothing else, as long as he is separated from the group all night, the child may not be able to survive.

Then you need to pay more attention.

Thinking of this, Zhou Runqing cheered up. In the first hour or so, her eyes hardly left Yang Guang.

"Zhou Runqing, do you like children very much?" They set off after they had eaten enough. To save energy, they walked not too fast, but Master Yu had already started to pant and needed to find someone to chat with to divert his attention.

The tall and long-legged Shen Yu and the competitive Shi Bing walked in the front row. Xu Yingzhi, who was born in a southern city and was very interested in frozen willow slivers, ran and screamed in the snow not far away, while Liang Zhuze He gathered some snow and taught him to make a little snowman.

Yang Guang was only eight years old after all, and his footwork was not as fast as that of an adult. Zhou Runqing slowed down and walked in the back row to take care of her. Yu Shi was exhausted and fell in the same row with them. Bao attracted attention, and couldn't hear others talking at all.

Teacher Yu had no choice, Zhou Runqing was the only one who could speak.

"I don't like it very much." Zhou Runqing looked at Yang Guang, who was wrapped in a heavy down jacket, "but be careful with such a small child."

Master Yu curled his lips, panted and said, "I didn't expect you to be quite caring."

Zhou Runqing didn't speak.

How can he have any love?

He just wanted the child to live.

Such a beautiful and lovely little girl, no matter how caring people want her to grow up happily and healthy.

... instead of disappearing quietly in this icy and inaccessible place.

So Zhou Runqing took the baby very carefully along the way.

The tall and burly brothers in front were very novel and fond of this little sister, but when it came to the role of "mother", they were all at a loss.

Zhou Runqing had no choice but to resign herself to wiping the child's face and hands, using a dry towel to dry her hair wet from the melted snow, and walking forward step by step, holding her little hand.

Although Master Yu looked weak, his physical strength was stronger than that of a child. After a while, he rushed to the front, kicked a pine tree, and let the falling snow pour over his head.

After the snow fell, the environment was very quiet, and the whole area was filled with the sound of his laughter.

Even Shen Yu and Shi Bing, who were competing, stopped and laughed.

Zhou Runqing led the villain and walked forward without haste.

"Brother Runqing." Yang Guang called him suddenly, shaking his hand.

"Huh? What's the matter? Can't walk anymore? Is there still some discomfort?" Zhou Runqing bent down slightly, and asked every question in a soothing manner, and the three consecutive questions did not make people feel any impatience.

Yang Guang's skin is very fair, and the skin texture is also very tender for her age. After being frozen by the low temperature, both sides of his cheeks are red, and he looks very cute, like a sweet and delicious apple.

She raised her small face, spraying white mist every time she said a word, her tone was very sincere, "Are you unhappy?"

Zhou Runqing was startled, and stretched out her hand to rub her little head wearing a down jacket hat, "I'm not unhappy, why would you ask such a question?"

Yang Guang leaned against him, hid his little hand deeper into his palm, and kicked the soft snow up under his feet with great joy.

"look."

Zhou Runqing looked along her fleshy fingers.

"Brother Liang Zhu and Brother Yingzhi were making snowmen, Brother Yu kicked all the snow off the trees, Brother Shi Bing also started playing with the snow, Brother Shen Yu didn't smile, but he seemed happy. "

"Well, what then?" Zhou Runqing signaled her to continue.

Most of what children say has no logic to follow. Sometimes they just need an audience.

Zhou Runqing actually didn't listen very seriously.

Yang Guang let go of his hand.

Zhou Runqing was startled, "What's wrong?"

"Brother Runqing, among the seven of us, only you are frowning all the time."

Zhou Runqing was stunned suddenly.

Little Yang Guang opened his arms, motioning for a hug.

Zhou Runqing picked her up.

A warm little hand rested on his eyebrows, Yang Guang rubbed his raised eyebrows, his voice was full of childlike innocence and tenderness.

"You should be happy!"

You have to be happy!

The face of the girl in the loose hospital gown came to Zhou Runqing's mind. The back of her hand was covered with bruises from the needles, and the other hand was still holding the bottle.

But she was all smiles.

"Brother, don't frown, we should be happy, you see." The thin finger pointed to the light blue bedside table in front of the hospital bed, the girl was already very weak, but she still kept her spirits up, "I already ate chestnut cake."

Zhou Runqing rubbed her neat bangs, "Then get well soon, we have a lot of chestnut cakes to eat."

"Okay!" The girl didn't have much strength because she couldn't eat or drink for a long time. Just stretching her hand from the hospital bed to Zhou Runqing's face had already taken almost all of her strength.

Zhou Runqing took her hand and put it where it wanted to go.

Cold fingers gently poked at the corner of his mouth, and pushed it up very lightly.

She said: "You have to be happy!"

The face in memory overlapped with the rosy little face in front of her eyes, Zhou Runqing finally smiled with a sore nose.

He solemnly promised her, "Okay, I want to be happier."

"You should also be happy, healthy, and grow up peacefully."

Yang Guang's eyes were very big, with thick and long eyelashes. When he smiled, the two eyelashes squeezed together, making the whole pair of eyes look even darker.

Pretty as a doll.

"That's necessary!" She hugged Zhou Runqing's neck and said excitedly, "Brother Runqing, are you in good health? Are you running fast?"

Zhou Runqing raised her eyebrows lightly, "My brother was the school's sprint champion when he was studying."

Little Yang Guang was so excited that his eyes were shining, and his tone was full of eagerness.

"Then let's go and play!"

"Okay." Zhou Runqing hugged her around his neck and rode, grabbed her calf with one hand, and put her hand on his forehead with the other hand, and asked, "Have you held her firmly?"

"Stable!" The child was so excited that his cheeks flushed, and he kicked his two calves on Zhou Runqing's chest, shouting: "Drive!!"

Seven or eight-year-old children still have some energy, and Zhou Runqing was almost out of breath being treated like this by her.

"Little Yangguang, you have to work harder, you will lose a brother today."

"Hahahahaha..."

When the two rushed over, they saw the heads of the people in front of them gathered together, and they didn't know what they were discussing.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Runqing walked over with a child on his shoulder.

Suddenly, a ball of white snow smashed towards his face!

There was a person hanging on Zhou Runqing's shoulders, and the child's two hands were loosened from his forehead again. He didn't dare to move, and was firmly hit by the ball.

Not only that, even Yang Guang who was sitting on his shoulder was not spared, and was spitting snow out in a "peh peh".

"Hahahahaha...so stupid, Zhou Runqing, why don't you hide for a while?!" The culprit Yu Shi laughed.

"It's obvious that you guys are making a sneak attack, we're not prepared!"

Yang Guangming is a girl, and she is quite courageous. Before Zhou Runqing reached out to help her, she climbed down along his back, bent down and made a snowball to hold it, and shouted: "If we have the ability, let's fight it in a fair manner. field!"

Xu Yingzhi was amused by her serious and cute appearance, "Okay, how do you want to fight?"

Liang Zhu raised his hand, "Shen Yu, you can arrange it, I must be partial to arrange it."

Xu Yingzhi glared at him.

Shi Bing was often out of the situation, and Zhou Runqing was like a salted fish. Among the few people, it seemed that only Shen Yu was more capable of coordinating.

So Shen Yu began to allocate combat power.

"A group of three, the weaker side will bring Little Sunshine as a helper."

"I want to be in a group with brother Yu!" Yu Shi shouted to seize the opportunity.

There are already two people in their group... Liang Zhu quickly said, "Then Yingzhi and I will be in the same group as Zhou Runqing."

Yang Guang said happily: "I also want to be in a group with brother Runqing!"

After dividing into teams, the group is eager to try.

"Brother Yu, did you play in the woods just now?" Yang Guang suddenly pointed at the back of Master Yu's neck, "It seems that a small branch fell there."

"Where is it? No wonder I feel uncomfortable all the time." No matter what, Master Yu was dressed too thickly, he couldn't lift his elbows, and he couldn't feel where the branches were.

"Brother Yu, you carry me up and I'll help you get it."

"Oh! Why didn't I think of that! You still have this ability." Master Yu picked her up and let her ride on his neck.

Yang Guang tore off his collar openly, and stuffed the snow ball in his hand into Yu Shi's neck with lightning speed!

"Is it comfortable now?" The child was very proud.

"Ah ah ah ah! You are finished, little brat!"

Zhou Runqing laughed, and snowflakes fell on her curled eyelashes.

The director was so excited that the hands of the camera were about to snap off.

"Did you get it?! Zhou Runqing laughed! This is the cover of the first issue!"

"I got it, I got it!" the photographer grinned and sighed, "It's really a thousand years of waiting."

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Duck! ! !The outline of this book is so complete that I have the illusion that I can write 40...