I stayed at Zhou's house for about a week.
Ye Xiaoyue really couldn't stand the weird atmosphere at home.
The dining table was also deserted, with no sound of communication.
She found an excuse and left Zhou's house despite her mother's objection.
This time of staying there made her even more determined to break up with this engagement.
Even staying there for a week is like being in jail.
I really can’t imagine being locked up in that house for the rest of my life.
I'm afraid she will also have to go see a psychiatrist out of torture.
So, it is surprising that this family could produce someone with Zhou Kesong's personality.
No matter how you think about it, it seems incredible.
Probably because he was well protected by his brother when he was a child.
Only those who grow up surrounded by love have the confidence to do whatever they want.
Because he knows that someone will always cover for him.
The relationship between these two brothers is really good.
As soon as she came in, Ye Xiaoyue never stopped complaining.
It can be seen how much resentment she has been holding back.
Xiaohu listened with great interest and felt like he was reading a novel.
Zhao Nianhui also felt that Ye Xiaoyue had a talent for storytelling.
Even the two babies were woken up by her, but they didn't cry or make a fuss.
Lying in the cradle, looking at Ye Xiaoyue with big eyes.
"Xiaoyue, your daughter is awake." Zhao Nianhui teased.
Ye Xiaoyue immediately left Xiaohu who was listening to the story.
He decisively walked around the little bean and picked up the little bean who was sleeping further inside.
"Oh, Huanxin is awake, godmother is here. Look how cute this child is, she is still waving at me." Ye Xiaoyue rubbed Xiaodouzi's face with her cheek.
The baby's skin is the softest and whitest during this period.
That skin is so enviable, as smooth as milk.
The little kid who felt so neglected was about to cry.
Zhao Nianhui felt bad and must not let him cry.
Otherwise, you will probably cry for a long time.
But if you pick him up in time, the little kid will forget about it.
Zhao Nianhui stepped forward and said, "Little Bean, little Bean, mommy is here."
After her gentle coaxing with soft voice.
The little kid opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhao Nianhui.
I completely forgot about opening my mouth and crying.
Xiaohu is going downstairs to play with sister Yaya.
They play downstairs for a while every day.
Because a family had piled up sand there from building their house.
Xiaohu is really mature yet still childish.
He can play in the sand on the roadside, or go home to cook and take care of the children.
What an all-round young boy.
"Okay, got it. Don't run around. Just play on the side of the road."
This is what Zhao Nianhui would tell her every time before going out.
Although I have never encountered an accident in the alley for such a long time.
But Zhao Nianhui feels that she must never slack off when it comes to educating her children.
Otherwise, once an accident happens, it will be a huge blow to the whole family.
Yaya was waiting for someone downstairs early.
I saw Xiaohu running downstairs.
She skipped over to him.
"Brother Xiaohu, let's play house."
"I'm the mom, you're the dad, this is our home."
Xiaohu was about to answer.
The appearance of a man in black caught his attention.
It was clearly in broad daylight.
But he was dressed in black, wearing glasses and a mask.
These are used to cover one's face.
And this person's whereabouts are also very strange.
I've never seen him in the alley before.
Xiaohu's eyes turned slightly, "Sister Yaya, I want to ask you something..."
"I'm back."
After three knocks on the door, there was the sound of the key turning the door open.
This was the secret code they had already agreed upon long ago.
After all, she is a single woman with three children.
Everything requires extra attention.
Xiaohu walked in dejectedly.
This made Ye Xiaoyue and Zhao Nianhui feel very strange.
Every time Xiaohu came back from playing, he always had a very happy expression on his face.
But today was different from the past. He walked into the house with a dejected look on his face.
"What's wrong with this little brat today? Did he have a fight with Yaya?"
Ye Xiaoyue, holding the spoon, felt very confused.
She stayed just to get a free meal.
In the evening, I made Xiaohu’s favorite dish, braised pork with potatoes.
But after he knew it, he didn't react at all.
You can tell at a glance that he has something else on his mind.
Zhao Nianhui always feels that children need special attention not only physically but also mentally.
Isn’t Zhou Keqi a living example?
So she prepared the food and asked Ye Xiaoyue to help put it on the table.
We never criticize or talk about things at the dinner table.
For her, the dining table is a place to eat and enjoy delicious food.
When Zhao Nianhui found Xiaohu.
He was hiding behind the curtains, looking downstairs mysteriously.
"Little Tiger."
He walked over and gently patted Xiaohu's shoulder.
Xiaohu was startled, and then relaxed when he realized it was her voice.
"Sister Huihui, why are you here?"
Zhao Nianhui said bluntly: "Of course it's because our child is distracted. He didn't even look at his favorite braised pork with potatoes. I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with him."
There is a heart-to-heart meeting at home every week.
The main purpose is to relieve Xiaohu's pressure.
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