"Zhizhi, you can read all the books in the study, and then I will give you this small room to live in. Your sister used to live in it, but now she is very busy at sea and won't come back. You can stay here and spend time with your aunt. She is alone.

People are really lonely."

"Then why doesn't Auntie find a new husband?"

This question was something Song Zhizhi had always wanted to ask before, so she blurted it out. When she grew up, she didn't believe in love, but she also doubted whether it existed.

Zhou Xiuxiu was obviously stunned for a moment, then shook her head, "You are still young, you don't understand. Some people are dead, but they are still alive in the heart of my aunt!"

Auntie seemed to be choked with sobs and couldn't say the next words. Song Zhizhi immediately changed the subject, "I understand, life cannot last forever, but love can! Auntie, you will always be in my heart!"

It was the same in the last life, and it will be the same in this life!

"Yes, Zhizhi is right. You go to the room first and have a look. My aunt has prepared the clothes in the closet for you a long time ago. See if you like it. Originally, if you didn't come, I would have given it to someone else. Fortunately,

You are clever!"

After that, he turned around and went to the kitchen to start making lunch.

The look on his face suddenly became cheerful.

Halfway through, he told Song Zhizhi to read in the study and not go to the kitchen, as he was careful not to fry her.

Song Zhizhi walked in and opened the closet and took a look. There were more than a dozen beautiful floral skirts in different colors. They were so beautiful. In her previous life, she agreed to take over the house, but she didn't come and she never saw these clothes.

Wrong!

But the thought of dressing like this to go to school and being watched like a monkey by everyone made her a little dissuaded.

She also wanted to do rubber band jumping. Dressed like this, it would be inconvenient for her to fall and roll on the ground.

After closing the closet door, Song Zhizhi walked into the study again and randomly found a classic book. The study window faced the grape trellis in the backyard, and the green light and shadow swayed, making it very quiet and comfortable.

She forgot herself at this sight, and she didn't react until there was no sound in the kitchen and Zhou Xiuxiu walked up to her.

Since there were only two people, we set up a small wooden table in the kitchen with four dishes and one soup. The four dishes were all meat dishes, steamed pork with rice flour, braised pork, twice-cooked pork and minced pork and cowpeas.

The only vegetable was the soup, tomato, egg, tofu and green vegetable soup, with a few pitiful slices of green vegetables in it.

This specification is so heroic!

It’s like Chinese New Year!

Song Zhizhi knew very well that her aunt had cooked so many meat dishes specially for herself. She didn't eat this or that like she did in her previous life. Instead, she obediently accepted the food and ate everything.

After finishing three bowls of white rice, my aunt put down the bowl and chopsticks with a satisfied look in her eyes.

"Zhizhi is great, you ate really well. Let's go out for a walk to eat. Don't go out of the courtyard, you know? I'll be back in half an hour."

"Okay! Thank you for your hard work, auntie!" Song Zhizhi stood up and helped put away the bowls and chopsticks, cleared the table, and then went out to wander around through the back door.

There are still many bunches of grapes hanging in the yard. They are so ripe that they are about to fall to the ground. They emit bursts of attractive fruity aroma. The grapes are very large, each one is about the size of an adult's thumb.

She was a little greedy, but her stomach was full, so she had to give up.

She walked out of the back door, walked out of her small courtyard, and entered the entire staff compound. There was an empty basketball court. She went to circle around the basketball court a few times. Just as she was about to leave, a naughty voice sounded behind her.

"Kid, stop, I'm talking about you, stand there!"

Song Zhizhi turned around and saw a group of 12 or 13-year-old boys coming from the other direction. They were all wearing short coats and sneakers and were all tanned.

The one who spoke was one of the young men in C position. Although he was not the tallest, he was still about 1.6 meters tall. He looked like he was still growing, and the muscles on his small arms were beginning to show.

His face has sharp angles and delicate facial features. His face is a standard oval face with deep eye sockets, large and long eyes, a high nose bridge, slightly raised eyebrows, and reddish lips without makeup.

The whole person looks particularly noble, handsome, youthful and proud.

It is very much like a smaller version of a certain little fish fairy in the fish music circle later. His appearance is 70% similar, and the remaining 30% is two parts charlatan and one part ruffian.

Especially the sly smile on his lips and the way he speaks are particularly annoying, making people ignore his beauty and want to beat him up.

Song Zhizhi is only seven years old now, and her height is only 1.23 meters. In comparison, she is indeed a "little devil"!

She glanced at a few people and was about to turn around and leave when a few teenagers surrounded her and kept chattering.

"Little girl, I'm talking to you. Why haven't I seen you before? Where did you come from?"

"Why are you so short? But you are quite white. You look like black people to us."

"Don't be afraid, little sister. We are good people. Why are you scaring children? Let them go!"

Although she said that, none of the brats moved out of the way to let Song Zhizhi go. She was a little worried. Was she going to be bullied?

But as an adult, it would be too embarrassing if she was afraid.

She turned her head and looked at the young man who was standing not far from the perimeter, holding a basketball and watching the show. She just asked her to stop, "What are you doing!"

He must be the boss of this group of people and he has the final say.

To capture the thief, capture the king first. You are right to ask him.

The young man didn't expect that a little kid would dare to look at him like this, so he immediately laughed, walked over with a bad smile, took off his short sleeves, raised his hand and threw it on the Songzhi branch.

"The kid talks so eloquently and so sourly. Get some clothes for me. When I finish playing ball, I'll buy you some candies, kid!"

After saying this, Song Zhizhi's eyes went dark. The expected smell of sweat did not appear. Instead, there was a scent of mint and sandalwood, but it was not too rich and cloying, just right.

She pulled her clothes off her body and realized that the group of boys who had just gathered around her had started playing ball, completely ignoring her presence and only focusing on their own fun.

Did she really use her as a mobile clothes hanger?

However, as a good-looking fan of Xiaoyu Xianguan, it’s really hard for her to resist watching such a face playing ball. It’s so pretty!

She did not leave, but put his clothes on her arms, and then continued to circle around the basketball court to eat. If nothing else happened, her aunt would prepare a meal for her in the evening, and she had to prepare it.

More than ten minutes later, suddenly, a fierce female voice came from not far away, "Xiao Junze! Where have you gone? Come back quickly. You still have half of your summer homework left to do. You bastard, let me catch you."

, I have to give him a beating!"

The group of boys playing basketball all fell silent, like a quail in an instant. All eyes turned to the C-position boy from before. One of them timidly said, "Brother Ze, why don't we run away, your mother is here!"

Song Zhizhi understood, it turned out that this guy's name was Xiao Junze. In Bai Juyi's "Riverside Grass" "I heard that Junze was hurting the spring grass, and recalled the time when he was in Tianmen Street." It was true that the parents' expectations were good, but as for the reality... tsk tsk tsk.

The difference is huge!

As if he could see Song Zhizhi's ridicule, Xiao Junze smiled evilly, threw the basketball into the hands of one of the boys, and said firmly, "Let's go!"

Then he walked up to Song Zhizhi and took his clothes back. He also bent down and hit her on the forehead, "Little girl, if you laugh at me again, I will blow your head off. I owe you the candy now. I will come back to get it for you tomorrow."

I'll supply you with the clothes!"

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