Zhao Qingqing knew that she was going to hang up the phone, so he quickly said, "Don't leave. If it's inconvenient for you to come back, I can go find you. I miss you."
They are like a couple in love, saying these three words "miss you" every time they call.
Or the tone is very exaggerated, or the tone is very coy, or it sounds very pretentious.
This time her tone was serious, but Mu Mu knew that no matter what tone she used, it was sincere because she missed her too.
Qingqing is the only person in the world who stays by her side in every difficulty.
"I'm going to the military compound now, will you come?"
It's probably not safe if she doesn't come here. Fortunately, she's not that kind of weak woman. Even if something happens, she won't be unable to protect herself.
"Then I'll go find you." Zhao Qingqing said, "I'll be there in a minute."
Mu Mu said ‘hmm’ and said, “Then ask someone to send you here.”
Her place is not far from the military compound. If we go back to pick her up, we might as well ask our family driver to take her here.
Of all the seasons, she likes winter the most, because since she was a child, her father spent more time with her and her mother at home in winter.
Ever since I can remember, my father would always drag her out of the warm bed on winter mornings and take her out for exercise.
She likes the silver-covered courtyard in winter.
Five-year-old Mu Mu is still chubby, with pink cheeks and eyes as bright as light bulbs. She is always spotted among a group of children.
There is no difference, just a little colder and arrogant.
There was less than half a person under the snow, and the wind was blowing, and her little face was blown red, but she didn't feel the slightest bit cold.
As usual, there were many children around her, and a little boy about her age sat on the snow, opening his mouth and wailing at her.
She frowned, looking extremely impatient.
"Why are you crying? I just pushed you down like a snowman. You are really worthless."
Besides Mu Mu, who else in this compound would drag someone to the point of breaking other people's things and not allow them to vent their emotions on their own?
The little boy didn't know whether he felt more wronged because he was scolded, or he was scared and cried louder.
Little Mu Mu frowned into the word "Chuan", bent down and picked up a handful of snow from the ground, kneaded it into a ball, and stuffed it into the little boy's open mouth.
"What kind of man am I? My brother Qin never cries."
It's not just bullying people physically, but also insulting their little manhood.
The little boy was so wronged that he couldn't vent his emotions. He lay on the ground and rolled around.
My throat was hoarse from crying.
There was a child next to me who couldn't stand it any longer. He turned around and ran towards the road, shouting as he ran, "Political Commissar Wang, Political Commissar Wang, Mu Mu is bullying your little grandson."
Mu Mu had sharp eyes. He bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it hard at the child who was about to go to the political commissar Lao Wang's house to complain. He hit the child accurately on the back of the head, "You dare to complain, you will be punished in the future."
No one in the family should leave my door."
The child was frightened, stopped and turned back timidly.
The door of Mu Mu's house is the main road out of the compound. If you don't go through the door of her house, you will have to fly out.
"Huh, I don't want to play with you anymore, go find Brother Qin."
As she said that, she turned around and left, completely ignoring her little friend who was crying for her father and mother on the ground after being bullied by her.
Every time she went out to play, she always gathered her friends not far from Ning Rui's house.
