"You Are you going to depend on Aunt Xiaoyan? "
Xiaomi Dou a face naive blink eyes, "can you, aunt Xiaoyan?"
He had already told him that he would accompany aunt Xiaoyan for a while, and then he would go back to accompany his grandfather.
Wei Chijin, who hasn't returned home for a long time, is being accompanied by his daughter song an recently.
Without Zeng's grandson's company, but with a daughter, although this daughter is still ferocious and does not have a good attitude towards him, this situation is enough to make Wei Chi Jin happy.
"Of course, Xiaomi Dou can stay with aunt Xiaoyan as long as she wants."
After that, Xiaoyan carried the luggage bag for him, and then took millet beans upstairs.
Then she met Aunt Zhang, who had nothing to do next door.
"Oh, Xiaoyan, your friend's son is looking for you again?"
Xiao Yan nodded mechanically, showing a numb smile: "Zhang ma."
"Hello, Aunt Zhang."
Aunt Zhang looks around Xiaomi Dou's face like a weasel. At last, her eyes suddenly turn and fall on the small luggage bag carried by Xiaoyan.
"Is this?"
Xiaoyanpi hid her suitcase behind her with a smile. "A little something, Aunt Zhang. Aunt Wang downstairs is still waiting for you. Don't you hurry to the square dance?"
Aunt Zhang looked at her appearance, murmured a few stingy words, and then left.
Xiaomi Dou was also worried when he came in.
"Auntie Xiaoyan, will Aunt Zhang speak ill of you?"
"What can she say about me?" You can't say white is black and fake is true? What's more, Zhou Xiaoyan is not the kind of person who cares about other people's eyes. If she cared about this, she would not have been in the company when everyone was disgusted with Muzi, but she and Muzi became good friends.
Xiaomi Dou stood in the same place and held out two index fingers, poked each other and poked again. Then she whispered, "Auntie Xiaoyan, do you want to Shall I go back? "
Xiao Yan listened to the words, and then said, "what are you talking about? Can I care what people say? You live here. You can say what others like. Your aunt Xiaoyan doesn't care. You start to worry? "
With that, Xiaoyan pressed him directly into the bathroom and took his clothes.
"All right, go take a bath and have dinner later. Don't go to the hospital with me. Stay at home, watch TV and go to bed."
Xiaomi Dou, arranged in a clear and clear way:
He didn't want to watch TV or go to bed so early.
*
good things do not go out, but bad things always spread far and wide.
I don't know if it's out of jealousy or something else.
Xiao Yan led a child home to live news, like a long wing to fly all over the old city.
Her parents have lived in this area for a long time, and most of the people living in this area have moved together before, many of them are old acquaintances.
Although some of them have bad relations, they don't smile on their faces. When they see each other on the road, they will smile and say hello to each other. Then they will start to show off mode, and then enter into the mutual run mode.
And then he went back to his home with a fake smile.
After a long time's work, we all know how many sons and daughters are good at mixing with each other.
Hold the good one and step on the bad one.
This is almost a gossip topic that many people chat about in the afternoon.
So the news that Xiao Yan took a child home to live in suddenly flew out like a long wing. When the news spread around and came back again, it became.
Xiao Yan went abroad for five years, but she was abandoned. Now she comes back from abroad in a disheartened way, and she also brings an oil bottle.
When Luo Huimei told Xiaoyan the news, Xiaoyan's expression could be said to be a black question mark.
Abandoned? With an oil bottle???
Night less heard this news, it is estimated that he will faint directly. Oh, no, Wei Chijin will stamp his feet when he hears this news, and the whole Beicheng will have three earthquakes.
His treasure, Jingui, great grandson, was said to be a drag on oil.
Even Xiao Yan wants to laugh and even hit people.
"Originally, your Aunt Zhang wanted to introduce you to someone, but now she doesn't dare to introduce you when she sees that you have brought an oil bottle, saying that she is afraid that you will be despised."
Luo Huimei doesn't know Xiaoyan's mood at all, and she is still adding fuel to her skin.
"Mother! Xiaomi Dou, he's not a greasy spoon, you know! "
Luo Huimei nodded with disapproval: "I know, I know, but we don't know. If you don't know that you can't produce such a delicate and beautiful child, even if I'm your mother, I'll guess whether this child was born by you."Xiaoyan:.... "
Well, she killed her with a piece of tofu.
"Mom believes you, but outsiders don't believe it. Besides, for those people, the most important thing is not whether Xiaomi Dou is your son or not. They don't care what the truth is. They only care that you bring this person back."
Hearing this, Xiaoyan was silent.
Yes, those people don't care what the truth is. Even if you tell them the truth, they won't believe it. They only choose what they want to believe, and then comfort themselves and deceive themselves. That's Xiaoyan's children. Then they tell others that Xiaoyan has brought an oil bottle.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yan felt tired.
She had expected that people would gossip, but she didn't expect it to be so ridiculous.
"What are you going to do now? Do you want him to stay here? "
"Mom, what do you mean by that? Xiaomi Dou is just a child. He doesn't understand anything. Because I send him back with these words, isn't it hurting his heart? "
Luo Huimei smashed her mouth and nodded approvingly: "I also think, besides, justice is in the heart of the people. Otherwise, we will simply push the boat along the river and let those people talk nonsense."
"Don't you mind, mom?"
"What do I mind? Anyway, you are not in a hurry to get married. What's the use of my hurry? Now this news is like flying to the Ninth Heaven with long wings. Can I make it back? "
It seems to be the same, although those rumors are not good to hear, but such words can save Xiaoyan a lot of trouble.
If everyone thinks Xiaomi Dou is her child and thinks that Zhou Xiaoyan has brought an oil bottle back, those matchmakers who want to talk to her about their marriage will give up the idea, and she will be relieved.
Thinking of this, Xiaoyan shrugged: "OK, let them say it, I don't care."
"Tut." Luo Huimei tut said: "I was still talking about this with your father two days ago. You may not be able to get married in your life. Now it seems that there is such a possibility."
Xiaoyan: "it's Anyway, I can make money to support myself, and marriage is not the way to live. "
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