Seeing that the little girl's Dou Dou was not bulging, Yian guessed that it was not a big thing inside.

What is it? He really wants to know.

Looking at Yian who was thinking hard, the little wolf dog threw him a very disgusting look: "I can't even guess the colorful lines."

"You are smart, okay!"

"No, Sister Ying, who are you in the same group?" The little wolfdog was really afraid that this little ancestor would not be in the same group as him, so he hurriedly added: "We are in the same group, why are you always looking at that waste?"

"Little Wolf, I'm not looking at the beauty brother. Didn't you notice that the beauty brother is very pitiful? Such a poor person, there are today or tomorrow, so you don't have to worry about him."

The little wolfdog thought for a while and found that the little girl was quite right, so she muttered in a low voice: "I can't be too fussy with him." Thinking of the experience of the waste, the little wolfdog drooped her eyelids and stopped talking.

"How pitiful, beauty brother. If we don't help him, his life will be over." Yue Ying felt that beauty brother was really pitiful. She was waiting to die every day at a young age. If it were her, she would not be able to live such a day.

The little wolf dog was silent for a few moments, but did not answer Sister Ying'er's words, "I'll take a break and I'll talk about it later if I have something to do."

Yue Ying heard another meaning when Xiaolangdog said it. "Thank you, Xiaolang classmate."

"You are just like a monkey."

"Are you praising me?"

"whispering sound."

Seeing that the little wolf dog was no longer talking, Yue Ying was no longer worried about the beauty brother. She took out the colorful threads put in the little pocket, held the beauty brother's hand, and clumsyly tied it to the beauty brother's wrist.

"Brother Beauty, look good, just like the one I have on my hands."

"Well, there's mine." Brother Chun also stretched out his little hand and showed it to Yi'an.

The brother and sister's hands are not big, and compared with Yi'an's hands, they look smaller.

"Well, it looks very good." Yian looked at the colorful lines tied on his wrist and felt a little excited. He raised the white hand and kept looking at it for a long time. His appearance almost made everyone think that he would keep watching until the end of time.

The little wolf dog lying on the grass secretly discussed: This kid is getting more and more stupid.

It does not admit that it is jealousy. I never thought of tying a colorful line to it.

It's rare that the little wolf dog did not say the word "bad" this time.

Yian finally looked up. He was in a good mood and ordered his third son, "San son, go and take out my kite and let's fly the kite."

"Master, which kite is the slave who wants to take?"

"Just take that butterfly's."

"Here." Sanzi left, and after a while, he brought a pink butterfly kite larger than the tabletop.

"Oh, it's so beautiful." Yue Ying thought the butterfly was so beautiful. His trembling tentacles and swinging tail wings could tell at a glance that the person who made the kite had put in some hard work.

It was the first time that Chun Ge'er saw such a beautiful kite. He wanted to reach out to touch it, but he was afraid that such a beautiful kite would be broken by himself, so he just smiled and did not step forward.

When Yian saw that the third son had brought the kite over, he greeted Chun Ge'er and Ying Jie'er with great enthusiasm, "Let's go, let's fly the kite."

"Well, let's fly the kite."

Liuzi pushed the wheelchair, and Brother Chun took his sister's hand and went outside together.

On the hillside, the third son tried the wind direction. When he found the wind direction, he loudly reminded his master: "Look at it, the kite is about to fly."

In a short while, the butterfly kite was flew up by Sanzi. Looking at Sanzi's familiar actions, he knew that he was a veteran of kite flying.

The kites were flying very high. In the village at the foot of the mountain, many children saw them and ran out one after another. They looked at the kites in the air and pointed at them. The words of envy kept popping out and shouting loudly.

Brother Chun looked up and watched the butterfly kite in the sky fly higher and higher, and his little nose is sweating in excitement. But he still did not forget to hold his sister's hand. He was afraid that his sister would chase the kite and would not fall.

In the vegetable field at the foot of the mountain, Mr. Yue and Yue Weiping saw it the moment the butterfly kite was flying.

"Dragon, look at that beautiful butterfly kite."

"It should be the noble man who asked someone to let him go, and Brother Chun and Sister Ying should be there too."

"Well, it should be." Old Master Yue thought that his grandson and granddaughter were also on the mountain, flying kites with the nobleman. His dark face was even hotter than the scorching sun in the summer.

Yue Jiao, who was sitting in the west wing, was also clamored by Hao Ge'er and the children from the east.

Since she couldn't continue, she simply walked out of the room, looked at the children looking in the direction of Daqingshan, and kept shouting kites endlessly.

She looked in the direction of their fingers, and when she saw the pink butterfly kite in the air, she was also fascinated by the dancing kite.

I couldn't help but leave the yard and walked forward step by step along the avenue.

Yue Hao's eyes were always on the butterfly kite, and he didn't pay attention to when Yue Jiao left the yard.

Yue Jiao walked to the place where the master and his second uncle worked without realizing it. She heard his master talking to his second uncle.

"Second, I heard our Brother Chun talk: Third son, let's get taller."

"Dad, I heard it too."

"My little grandson's voice sounds so good."

Yue Jiao felt that what his master and his second uncle said was a little strange. Why didn’t he hear Brother Chun’er speak?

But when she listened carefully, it seemed that what came from far away was Chun Ge'er's voice. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the hillside not far away with disbelief, with a few figures shaking.

"Master, second uncle, are Chun Ge'er and Ying Jie'er flying kites on the hillside?"

Unexpectedly, when they heard Yue Jiao's voice, Mr. Yue and Yue Weiping turned around one after another. When they saw Yue Jiao standing on the ground, they were a little surprised why this child came.

Seeing that his master and his second uncle were both looking at her with surprise, Yue Jiao explained to them a little uneasy.

"I saw someone flying kites on the hillside, so I couldn't help but come over and take a look."

"Well, the kites flying on the hillside are pretty good. Your master and I have been watching for a long time."

Yue Weiping followed Yue Jiao's words, but did not mention Chun Ge'er and Ying Jie'er in just a few words.

Yue Jiao knew that the second uncle didn't want to talk to her about Brother Chun'er's brother and sister, so she grabbed the handkerchief in her hand in a little disappointed way.

When Mr. Yue saw that his eldest granddaughter was uncomfortable, he persuaded her to come back.
Chapter completed!