Chapter 451 Can This Be Said?

I left a little early in the morning, and the sky was bright. I didn't go to work now, and every family didn't get up early if they had nothing to do. It happened to be cold, so I lay in bed to keep warm and enjoy the happiness.

I met a few people from the same village sporadically on the road. When I saw this family riding bicycles with a wooden cart hanging behind them, I stopped and asked in surprise.

Yun Qinghuan didn't hide it, and told people that she would go back to the city to stay at her sister's house for a few days to visit relatives.

After riding for about half an hour, when we arrived in the town, a thin layer of sweat broke out on the man's forehead.

Yun Qinghuan wiped the sweat from his forehead with some distress, "Wipe it quickly, don't wait for the cool breeze to catch a cold."

The man naturally turned his head and let her wipe it.

The eyes are gentle.

After wiping, Yun Qinghuan was about to take the handkerchief back when An An immediately came up and said, "Mom, I want to wipe it too. I'm also sweating. If I don't wipe it, I'll catch a cold."

Saying that, he stretched his head directly over.

Staring at her with bright eyes.

Yun Qinghuan saw that his face was hot and red, but there was no sweat at all. She couldn't help being speechless, but she wiped it casually for him.

Xiao Shitou also stretched his head over at this time. Although he didn't say anything, his expectant eyes expressed everything.

Yun Qinghuan: "..."

After wiping the two children, Yun Qinghuan was about to take back the handkerchief, but the handkerchief was snatched away by the little girl.

The little girl seemed to find it amusing, holding a handkerchief in her hand and trying to wipe it on Yun Qinghuan's face.

Apparently he was imitating her moves.

Yun Qinghuan wanted to avoid her unhappy hum.

Yun Qinghuan: "..."

This handkerchief contains the sweat of three people. She really dislikes it. Is this allowed to be said?

There was no other way, so she gave the child to her father and let Bai Naihan bear everything.

Bai Naihan held his daughter, and another person held the little girl. The little girl didn't care, and imitated Yun Qinghuan's actions just now, holding a handkerchief and slapping the man in the face.

Yun Qinghuan and the two children nearby couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.

Even though the little girl was only a few months old, she was very strong with her hands. She took a handkerchief and wiped it hard on his face. She pressed it on his nose, which turned out to be crooked. She also slapped his eyes. In short, it was on his face. A flurry of rubbish.

He chuckled while wiping.

She was not happy if she was not allowed to wipe it.

The man could only purse his lips and close his eyes tightly, for fear that the little girl would stuff the sweaty handkerchief into his mouth.

Probably tired of wiping, the little girl turned around and handed the handkerchief to Yun Qinghuan.

Yun Qinghuan saw the desperate expression on the man's face and laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up straight.

At this time, many hard-working people had come out of the family courtyard of the steel plant.

Some people knew Bai Naihan and said hello to him, because Yun Qinghuan had been to the canteen of the steel plant several times, and many people recognized her and nodded to her.

I was a little surprised to see that the cotton-padded jackets worn by Bai Naihan and Yun Qinghuan were all patched and looked shabby. They didn't forget to look back even when they were far away.

Bo Naihan unloaded everything on the wooden carriage on the back of the bicycle, then moved the bicycle to the dormitory. After moving, he also moved the wooden carriage to the dormitory.

Fortunately, the carriage is not very big, otherwise it would be difficult to move.

After moving, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. When he saw Yun Qinghuan giving him the handkerchief, he was stunned and refused.

There were three large bundles and two small bundles in total. The two small bundles were packed by Xiao Shitou and An An. They contained their new cotton-padded jackets, which they planned to put on when they got to their aunt's house.

It's not heavy either, so the two kids can carry the package on their own.

As for the three large packages, the man did not let Yun Qinghuan carry them. He carried one on his back and carried the other with each hand.

Yun Qinghuan was holding the little girl.

The family walked to the bus station. It was not far from the bus station. It took about twenty minutes to walk.

Before they left the courtyard gate, a voice stopped them.

"Girl Qinghuan?"

Yun Qinghuan turned around in confusion and saw that it was Ji Xingjun's biological mother Li Ying'e.

Li Ying'e was still carrying something in her hand, and she had obviously just returned from shopping for groceries.

She was very happy to see Yun Qinghuan's family and went straight forward to talk to them.

I was even more happy when I saw the little girl. The fair and clean little girl was so rare.

Seeing that she wanted to hug her, Yun Qinghuan took the thing from Li Ying'e's hand, held it himself, and then handed the child to Li Ying'e.

Li Ying'e was so happy that she rubbed her hands by her side for fear that her hands would be dirty.

Then he carefully picked up the child and said, "Oh, this girl is so beautiful. She looks like a New Year doll. I have always wanted to take time to go to your village to see you and the child, but I just can't get away."

She has to take care of her grandson, and she also has to go to the mental hospital to see her daughter-in-law. Sometimes she misses the old man at home, and she has to go to the county to stay with him. She is so busy that she never takes time to visit Qinghuan in the village.

Yun Qing laughed happily, "What's the point? When you have time, you can bring Huai Mo's child to my house to play. Huai Mo plays better with An An."

The little girl didn't care about being born, and she wasn't afraid of people when she was held in Li Ying'e's arms. She tilted her head and looked at Li Ying'e, looking back and forth between her and her mother, and then she gave a soft smile.

The hearts of those who laughed melted.

Just seeing the somewhat torn clothes the child was wearing, he frowned and said, "Why don't you dress the child in better clothes?"

Although many people in this era wear patched clothes, Li Ying'e always felt that such a beautiful female doll should not wear patched clothes as it would not look good.

Yun Qinghuan smiled and explained, "I was thinking of taking advantage of the free time during the New Year to stay at my sister's house in the city for two days. It takes several hours to take the bus. There are many people on the bus, and it's not good to wear too conspicuous clothes."

"That's right." Li Ying'e understood. Seeing that they were carrying a lot of bags, she handed the child to them reluctantly, "You should be careful. There are many thieves on the bus. It's not good to be targeted. It's getting late. You should hurry up to catch the bus."

Before reaching the station, Yun Qinghuan unexpectedly met an acquaintance again. It turned out to be Zhu Yao and her husband. The family of three was holding the child, their faces were red from the cold, and they walked from the side path.

Seeing Yun Qinghuan was still surprised, Zhu Yao hurriedly held her daughter and greeted her.

Knowing that Yun Qinghuan had to catch the bus, she asked them to leave without a few words.

Yun Qinghuan knew that Zhu Yao and the child had just returned from her mother's house. After the New Year, she went back to her mother's house with the child and stayed for two days.

But Yun Qinghuan felt that Zhang Tiezhu and Zhu Yao's expressions were not right. Zhang Tiezhu subconsciously wanted to take the child from Zhu Yao's arms, but she avoided him.

Since Zhu Yao didn't say much, Yun Qinghuan didn't ask much.

Seeing Yun Qinghuan's back as she left, Zhu Yao pursed her lips. Thinking of the plump and white little girl she had just seen, who was well-fed, her heart ached. She subconsciously looked down at the skinny and small child who was still sleeping in her arms.