The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Play in class with the children here.

For such a long time here, he likes it here.

He went to the teacher and explained what he wanted to leave here, then packed his simple luggage and went to the classroom where Bao'er was taking a class.

When she finished class, Xiao Wu went into the classroom and said to her, "Boer, we're going back."

"Okay, Uncle Xiaowu."

"I mean we are going back to city A."

Shi Baoer glanced at the workbook on her desk, and then looked at her at the same table. Because she did n’t have a book, she read a book with the same table for class. During this time, she was used to it. I felt it was hard when she came, but now she didn't want to leave.

"Can't you go back?"

Xiao Wu raised her eyebrows, but she did not expect that she would say, "If you like this place, you can come back often to see it, okay?"

Knowing that his words are always irresistible, Baoer said nothing, put his workbook and pen in his schoolbag, put his hands behind his head, and pulled the rubber bands from his hair. I gave my **** table, "I'm leaving. I'm really happy to be at the same table with you. Thank you for helping me. This is a memorial for you. I will come back to see you when I have time. We will come back together. play."

The **** table reached out to take it, and said aloud, "Thank you ..."

Then she took out a sandbag made of soy beans from the drawer and gave her, "This is what my grandma made for me, and it's for you."

Shi Baoer took it and nodded.

All in all, she left reluctantly.

Here, she felt the love and longing of everyone's curiosity for her and the world outside her. She always asked her what the world outside the mountain was like, and it was always so easy to be satisfied.

By contrast, she saw how dissatisfied she was.

These children in the class, either the mother and father went to work to earn money, or the mother ran the father to work, or the parents divorced, or both parents died, or one of them died, almost no parents are at home to take care of the children It's not easy to run for life.

On the plane back, Xiao Wu looked at her and kept silent, and then bowed her head and asked, "There is something, Uncle Xiao Wu must tell you."

"what's up?"

"I heard that your dad divorced his stepmother who was burnt to you."

I thought she would be happy, but she lowered her head, looked at her hand, and asked, "Why?"

"Your stepmother has been burned by you like this. Is there any reason your father didn't want her?"

She leaned her head on the side of the window and said nothing.

After more than an hour, she suddenly shouted, "Uncle Xiaowu."

"Ok?"

"Isn't my custody given to my mother again?"

"Correct."

"Don't call me Shi Baoer anymore, I'll call the original Jin Baoer."

"..."

After getting off the plane, Xiao Huang drove to pick them up.

Back in the Pooh neighbourhood, An Xiaomen was sitting in the yard and reading a book. A few children were playing around and saw Shi Baoer returned. Several children did not see it.

It was still An Xiaomen who put down the book and let a few children come over.

Facing the sunshine, An Xiaomen looked at Bao'er standing in front of her and asked, "Is it very hard?"

"Not hard, aunt, I like it there."

"Oh, isn't it?" An Xiaomen pointed to the other children. "Say hello to your friends."

Jin Bao'er smiled and politely greeted him, "Yi, Xiaoxi, Wen Lun, Min Hyuk, Rong Yan, hello."

"From tomorrow, you will return to training camp."

"Will Uncle Xiaowu go with me?"

"Do you want him to go?" An Xiaomen asked again.

"miss you."

"So, why?" An Xiaoli supported her jaw with her hand. "Don't you bother him the most to supervise you?"

"I'm not bored now."

"It's okay to let him go, but you have to promise me a condition." An Xiaomen held out her index finger. "If you promise, I will let your uncle Wu be with you."

"What conditions, aunt you say."

"Get along with your little friends. I heard that you have a bad relationship with Xiaoxi. Baoer, Xiaoxi and Yixian have ordered a doll. We are a family. ?"

Jin Baoer said, "I see."

"Okay, return to the training camp tomorrow. While it's not dark now, you can play with them for a while."

Jin Baoer came to a few children and asked, "Can I play with you?"

Long Xiaoxi just heard the godmother's speech. Although she didn't want to play with her, she nodded her head reluctantly.

A few children walked away together.

"Sister, why do you agree with her back to training camp?"

"How can I not delay my homework? Besides, I didn't intend to leave her there alone. I thought I would let you follow her. Little five, is this child dependent on you now?"

Xiaowu was a little embarrassed to come, "Should not, we haven't been together for too long ..."

"Why not? I think it's like, although her mother entrusted her to me, I can't take her every day, little five, you have to lead her for me."

"Well, you can rest assured, I will correct her, and wait for her to get better completely." Xiao Wu said here, and suddenly asked, "When we came back to the door just now, I saw Director Jing Tian on board. Car, does he come to you to make a new TV show? "

"That's not the case. The previous movie was not finished in the late stage, and it hasn't been broadcast yet. How could he be so careless, he came and gave me an opinion."

"What opinion?"

An Xiaomen picked up the book, stood up, and raised his mouth, "He said he suddenly came up with a fantastic idea and wanted to make a TV series based on my own experience. He suggested that I write one when I was free. The novel script based on myself is the core of our next cooperation. "

"!!!" Xiao Wu opened her mouth wide. "Sister, I think so, do you want to write?"

"I haven't figured it out yet." Then she turned away.

On the way to the entrance of the living room, An Xiaomen remembered the previous events in his mind. In the blink of an eye, it has been so many years, and the memory seems to be getting worse and worse. If I can clearly record myself and the past She thought it was an interesting thing.

Stepping into the living room, Jin Qingyan was coming downstairs, "What are you thinking?"

"Jing Tian has come and talked to me outside for a while."

"Are things for the TV series?"

"No, for our next collaboration, he said he wanted me to write down our story and create a TV series based on me."