Chapter 650: New Year's Eve for a Family of Three 11
She leaned against the wall, feeling weak and small.
Xiaodong, actually, I have never hated you, but I will never love you again!
In this life, never meet again!!!
Maybe, we are all poor people who are unable to control our own destiny.
It was a long-lost sunny day, and overnight, spring came and the plum blossoms bloomed.
The car drove out of the countryside. Along the way, Xiaobai chattered and guessed, sometimes guessing that he was going to an amusement park, sometimes guessing that he was going to a resort, sometimes guessing that he was going to the lake... Yi Xiangxi just smiled and said nothing.
Until the car stopped, he ran down and opened the door, bending down and saying, "Xiao Bai, do you like it?"
Although he was talking to Xiaobai, his eyes were looking at Qiao Xiaomai.
Qiao Xiaomai looked away, got out of the car, and just looked into the distance, he couldn't help but froze.
A large flat lawn is not that green, but all eyes are attracted by the sea of red flowers in front - along the slope, the rolling red flower trees are not full of leaves, but are all flowers, covering the mountains and plains, as far as the eye can see. On the opposite side
The weeping begonia bloomed equally earth-shatteringly, with a splendid bloom. A large swath of red seemed to completely cover the entire sky...
Among such red flowers and trees, there is a unique house. The walls are covered with fresh green creepers, evergreen shrubs, and several tall evergreen trees. A string of wind chimes is hung on the lighthouse at the door, and the breeze blows
After that, the pleasant sound spreads.
Xiaobai ran over and then stopped.
That is a unique wooden door.
The entire door is surrounded by varieties of roses that bloom in all seasons, forming a red arched flower door, green and green. On the circular arch, there are several antique characters: Xiao Qiao's Home.
The child held his breath, his big eyes flickering. After a long while, he slowly and softly said: "Oh my god, is this the house where hobbits live?"
Even Qiao Xiaomai was shocked.
This is the first time I have seen such a house in my life. It looks like a fairy tale world, as if I accidentally entered a fairyland in my sleep.
"Xiao Qiao's House...Xiao Qiao's House...Dad, why is Xiao Qiao's House?"
Yi Xiangxi held the child's little hand and didn't answer for a moment.
Yes, why is it Xiao Qiao’s House?
Why not Yizhai, not something else, not even Xiaobai’s Home?
"Xiao Qiao... Xiao Qiao... Qiao Xiaomai, Qiao Xiaobai... Dad, is this what Xiao Qiao's house means?"
He held the child's hand more tightly, his nose feeling slightly sour.
"Xiao Bai, from now on, this is our home..."
It's us - it's our home!!!
"Dad, are we going to live here from now on? Really? Do we really live here? I like this place so much...Dad, I love this place..." The child was jumping up and down with excitement, and Yi Xiangxi just let go
Opening her hand, she immediately ran in.
Qiao Xiaomai stood there blankly, looking at those strange big characters.
"Wheat, since the day I met you again, I have wanted to have a new house..." From that time on, I have been planning and spending countless efforts to have a real home.
Is it because the previous Yizhai was not good? Is it because there are many shadows left there? A lot of unhappiness? A lot of painful past between the two? In other words, a lot of past that makes me go crazy when I think about it?