Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

"Su Haitang, you are too much!"

Peng Xin roared angrily and slapped someone.

Su Haitang grabbed her wrist and threw it to the side without saving any strength!

"Really treat me as a soft persimmon? I thought you were pitiful before, and I tried to persuade you a few words; now it seems that it was better to feed the dog with that kindness, at least it would wag its tail at me!"

Peng Xin fell heavily to the ground, and what was even more painful was her self-esteem!

"You call me worse than a dog?!"

Su Haitang didn't even turn his eyes, and walked away without looking back.

It's not worth wasting time on such a confused person.

"Why are you bullying my aunt?"

The child's voice is weak and weak, not as if he is out there, but entangled and puzzled.

Su Haitang paused and looked at Xu Congrong who looked bewildered. He sighed and knelt down and touched his tight little face.

"She scolded me first and wanted to hit me, did you see it?"

Xu Congrong hesitated and nodded gently.

Su Haitang took out a big white rabbit toffee and stuffed it in his hand.

"I'm just a defensive defense. I don't want to bully anyone, let alone ask people to bully me. Adults will solve their own affairs. You just need to eat and sleep, study hard, and you will understand when you grow up."

Xu Congrong glanced at her, peeled the sugar paper with his head down, and mumbled softly.

"My dad said, I'm so old, I should learn to be sensible; but you said I have to wait until I grow up to be sensible. You adults are not reliable at all."

Su Haitang laughed and squeezed his small face that was flushed with cold.

"Adults are busy with a lot of things, so they often forget what they have said. Children should be more considerate."

"You are still young, don't rush to grow up, you will also get these problems as adults when you grow up."

Xu Congrong stuffed the sugar into her mouth, pinched the sugar paper in her hand, and didn't throw it out casually.

"Adults always teach us to talk and count, and you say that they will forget; they always love to train others for things they can't do. Adults are true and hypocritical."

Su Haitang also peeled a piece of candy and fed it to him, booing his finger.

"Remember the story of the emperor's new clothes? There are many things that can't be explained clearly, which will make many people embarrassed. The adults are not intentional, Duo Duo Haihan."

Xu Congrong nodded solemnly.

"I understand, Ah Miao said, you can't be strict with others, be lenient in self-discipline, and be too beating. I don't want to be offensive."

Su Haitang straightened his oversized cap, blew his nose, and even gave him a handkerchief.

"Your dad read the story to you again? You remember it right. You have to be broad-minded, and you're too tired to live too much."

Xu Congrong squeezed the flower handkerchief, his eyes flashed with unconcealed admiration.

"Well, Awang said, people's hearts are only as big as fists. If you pretend to worry too much, happy things won't come in. Learn to forget unpleasant things."

Su Haitang looked at such a sensible child, his heart softened again, and took his hand back slowly. "Are you coming to your aunt?"

"No." The child grabbed her fingers, a real smile appeared on his face, without saying that he was actually looking for her.

"Auntie will only hold me and not let go until I see my dad and the young uncle Lu."

"My aunt doesn't like me anymore. She used to laugh at me, but now she only hugs me and crying at others. She said that my father and I harmed my mother."

The child's voice lowered, his head drooping and listless.

Su Haitang's palms began to itch again, and wanted to wake up the confused Peng Xin.

"Xu Congrong!"

Su Haitang squatted down, called the child's name, and looked his eyes squarely.

"Your mother has been sick and very sick. She died of illness in the hospital. It has nothing to do with you, has nothing to do with anyone, remember?"