Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

He Junfeng looked at her deeply for a while and suddenly stopped talking.

"You have worked **** the train all the way, take a break early, and talk about it tomorrow."

Su Haitang glanced at him suspiciously, nodded and said nothing.

"The clothes look good."

He Junfeng suddenly complimented her in a low voice, and picked up the bag placed on the chair outside.

"These are prepared for you by your grandma, grandma, and other relatives. They are bought for your size, as well as pajamas. You can go to the bathroom and try them on. It will be cool at night."

Su Haitang remembered a bunch of relatives that he had met in the afternoon, and found that he hadn't remembered any of them, as if he had also been infected by Cheng Yuanzheng with an unidentified disease.

"I," she expects Ai Ai, thinking of all the previous excuses and keeping her distance, she feels that she is too hypocritical. "thanks."

In the end, she thanked her cheeky and accepted several gifts in an oversized bag.

She was not originally such an awkward temperament, nor was she afraid of accepting the kindness of others. There would be friendships wherever she came and go, which was her consistent rule.

If it wasn't for the memory of her previous life and the belief that she was not the daughter of the He family, she would have been more magnanimous if she had the hypocritical things before.

Alas, she is also starting to be hypocritical.

This shows that she is no longer worried about food and clothing, and has time to mourn the spring and fall.

It is progress.

Su Haitang changed his mind to unravel himself.

"Don't say thank you to me, be polite to your relatives." He Junfeng saw her attitude softened, put away a guard, and tried to accept their kindness, his heart was a little bit sour.

It was as if he had seen a wounded and bleeding hedgehog, clumping together in self-preservation, but bravely tempted to poke out soft, fleshy, unprotected thorns towards them, disregarding the bleeding wounds, for fear of puncturing. Hurt their hand extended in good faith.

This is a good, soft-hearted child, worthy of being spoiled with a headache in the palm of his hand.

"I've been relatively busy lately. I didn't have time to prepare a gift for you this time. I think you like reading books, so I brought you the dictionary story book you bought before. You can look through it when you are free during the day, if you don’t understand. You can also ask me."

He Junfeng pointed to the other bag on the chair, which was square and thick with a lot of books.

"Dictionary? Great, I always wanted this! Thank you!"

Su Haitang thanked him in surprise, and couldn't wait to put down his clothes bag, and went over to flip through the book bag.

Seeing her joyous appearance, He Junfeng twitched the corner of his mouth, and then tightened again.

An ordinary dictionary called her joy like this...

"Begonia, if you are not tired, let's sit down and study for a while?"

He Junfeng suggested, his voice was low and gentle.

"Okay, okay, I'm worrying about this." Su Haitang agreed happily, holding the simplified version of Xinhua Dictionary and not letting go, then asked thoughtfully, "Will you take your rest?"

He Junfeng stepped into the room, motioned to her to also sit on the single bed in the corner, turned on the flashlight to shine, and whispered to Su Haitang: "Shall I read you a story?"

From the time the wife was pregnant with the child, the couple had fantasized about how to take the child.

The young couples are deeply in love, and lively discussions outline a happy and beautiful family life. Children are the most important part of it.

Two people say silly things together, do silly things, and laugh happily for a long time for no reason.

Reading story books to children is even more on the agenda early. It is a fixed group activity for a family of three that started in the mother’s womb. It is planned to read until the children grow up and then read to their grandchildren.

But no one thought that a terrible accident interrupted their beautiful plan.

After eighteen years of story-reading time, the most important protagonist was missing, and a family of three cheers and laughter was replaced by the relative sadness of the two.