The little red flower is used by the teachers to reward children. When Xu Yangyang was a volunteer in the orphanage, children often gave her the little red flower rewarded by the teacher.

Most of the time, she even covered her clothes, and friends joked that she looked like a red apple.

However, this little red flower looks a little different from the little red flowers I often received in the past.

A small flower made of velvet, the petals are not trimmed round, some jerky edges and corners, the center of the flower is dotted with a white core, it looks like a child made it himself.

Sure enough, Wen Fan's other hand grabbed the corner of his clothes, lowered his head, and whispered shyly: "Mom... this is, this is the little flower I made in the kindergarten, for you..."

Xu Yangyang happily took it, and by the way, put his little hand together in his palm, squeezed the small weak and boneless palm: "Wow, really? It's so beautiful! The hand of our Little FanHow could it be such a coincidence, I really like it."

The more Wen Fan was praised, the more embarrassed he became, his head was almost lowered to his chest, and his face was flushed: "Well, no, in fact, Xiao Gang Pao and Xia Xia are doing better than me, and the teacher praised them.Mine is just average..."

"That's not it," Xu Yangyang pulled him closer, "Little Fan has done a good job! I can't do it yet, Little Fan is better than me!"

When Wen Fan heard this, he immediately raised his head, stared at Xu Yangyang with sparkling eyes, and said seriously: "I can teach my mother to do it, and make many of them! It's actually very simple."

Xu Yangyang smiled and nodded, holding the little red flower in his hand, pretending to wear it on his head, shaking his head while muttering: "Hey, Little Fan sees if I'm pretty, yesIsn't it beautiful?"

Wen Fan saw Xu Yangyang pretending to be cute, and giggled happily, and after a long while, he stretched out his hands and rubbed his little face, trying to relax a little from the expression that had stiffened from laughing.

While the two of them were having fun, Wen Yijing had already entered the bedroom and came out after a change of clothes.

It's the same type of T-shirt and jacket, only the details of the workmanship are a little different.

This outfit still made him very young, as clean as a college student who hadn't left school yet.

He glanced at Wen Fan lightly, and without saying anything, he walked straight to the door, picked up the straight bone umbrella leaning against the back of the door, opened the door, and prepared to leave.

Xu Yangyang talked to Wen Fan as usual, but kept his eyes on Wen Yijing's actions. Seeing that he was about to go out, alarm bells rang in his heart, and he stood up immediately to stop him.

"that!"

Wen Yijing turned his head with a calm expression, his hand was still on the doorknob, still as meek as ever, but Wen Fan, who was laughing happily at the side, was startled by Xu Yangyang's sound, raised his little head and looked atshe.

Feeling Wen Fan's tremor, Xu Yangyang put his hand on his shoulder and pulled him closer, patted him lightly to comfort him, raised his head to meet Wen Yijing's indifferent eyes, and was at a loss for words for a while, thought for a while, and askedroad:

"You... want to go out?"

Wen Yijing didn't answer, but just raised the umbrella in his hand and nodded as a gesture.The meaning is self-explanatory.

Xu Yangyang also knew that his question was a bit abrupt, but he still bit the bullet and continued to ask: "Well... What are you going out, what are you going out for? Ahaha."

After her unashamed "haha", Wen Yijing didn't answer directly, instead, there was more inquiry in her indifferent eyes just now.

Xu Yangyang felt more and more embarrassed under his gaze, but he had to ask again, otherwise, if Wen Yijing would go out and burp, then Wen Fan would be really pitiful.

She met Wen Yijing's gaze and smiled with the corners of her mouth pulled.Although I can guess that my smile is ugly now, but at least I stretch out my hand and don't hit the smiling person, kindness is the best.

The two of them stared at each other for a few seconds. Fortunately, Wen Yijing didn't intend to stay in a stalemate for too long. Instead, he took out something from his pocket, raised it up, and motioned for her to see it.

Xu Yangyang squinted slightly to see the object in his hand, and after careful identification, he found that it was a cell phone that fell a bit tragically, with countless small cracks extending on the outer screen.

No wonder……

Xu Yangyang thought about it.

No wonder the teacher said in the afternoon that he couldn't get through to Wen Fan's father, so he called his own cell phone.

However, this makes Xu Yangyang more firmly the idea of Wen Yijing, which is likely to be farted tonight. After all, it happened that the probability of breaking the mobile phone happened to happen to him today.arrange.

In order to save Wen Fan's orphans, Xu Yangyang began to turn his brain, thinking about how to stop Wen Yijing's steps.

But how to feel embarrassed, really can't find an excuse to not let people go out to fix their mobile phones.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Yangyang had an idea and came up with a compromise.

"Then I'll go out with you!"

The words did not fall, and a small sight fell on her curiously.

Xu Yangyang faced two gazes by himself, smiled, and made up his words again: "Uh, I mean, Wen Fan and I will go out with you... let's go buy eggs."

Wen Yijing seemed to be unsurprisingly her answer, and she took a look at her eyes without waves.

Wen Fan was very happy, and immediately stretched out his arms to hold Xu Yangyang's little fingers. The small board also approached her, trying to put on his toes, and asked with a smile: "Mom, really!"

Xu Yangyang bowed his head and blinked at him: "Of course."

Bringing Xiaoxu is mainly because I really don't want to get along with his father alone. After all, the embarrassment of lonely men and widows has increased by multiple, especially those who have never seen a few sides, but they have become nominal husbands and wives, and they are even more.There is a weirdness that can't be said.

With Wen Fan, when she was embarrassed, she could still talk to children, so the atmosphere was not so tight.

Wen Fan didn't know the bend in Xu Yangyang's heart. He only knew that he was particularly happy today.

He has never been to the supermarket with his parents!

Watching his father downstairs in advance, he held his mother's fingers in a hurry, pulled her to the porch, first squatted down to change his shoes, and then looked at Xu Yangyang with all his eyes, motioned with his eyes silently to signal her.hurry up.

Xu Yangyang also accelerated his speed under the bright eyes of the child, bent over and put on his eight centimeters of high heels.

High -heeled shoes look good, but for Xu Yangyang, who is accustomed to wearing flat shoes, it seems like stepping on stilts.

If it weren't for her beautiful and high -end clothes that needed a beautiful shoes that needed to be supported, she couldn't wait to wear slippers to go out directly, which was comfortable and convenient.

Looking at the expensive suit on his body, and looking at Wen Fan's casual and comfortable clothes, Xu Yangyang thought about waiting for himself to buy a piece of clothes.This set of looks good -looking, but it is awkward to wear.

Opening the door, Xu Yangyang discovered that the corridor turned out to be dark.

Since the door of Wen Fan opened the door, she has been watching Xu Yangyang carefully, and when she found that she was not angry when she saw a dark corridor, she exhaled a little.It's down.

His hand was held to Xu Yangyang, and this time he no longer gently held his little finger as before, but the whole little hand tried to directly cover Xu Yangyang's palm.Although she can only hold a little like the dumplings of the stuffed stuffing, she still holds her seriously.

"Mom, it's so dark here, let me hold you."

In the darkness, Wen Fan's voice was small, and with a touch of milk sound, it was extremely crispy and nice.

Facing such a polite behavior of the gentleman, Xu Yangyang certainly agreed to let Wen Fan hold himself.Every time he took a step, he reminded her to pay attention to her feet.

The two people on the fourth floor walked for two minutes step by step, and finally went downstairs. Wen Yijing had already waited under the street lights.

The dim halter cage was dyed light gold in his dark coat on his dark coat, and the outline was also in the light. It was a little blurred in the interweaving of the light and shadow, and it was a bit hazy.

The backlight beauty, beautiful to a bit like a picture in a TV series, but under the slight cold wind blowing, this scene, Xu Yangyang has only one thought in his mind.

Ah ... it seems like roasted sweet potatoes, still a faint roasted sweet potato.

Feeling the eyes of her eyes staring at her eyes, Wen Yijing felt a little strange, coughing softly, wrapped the clothes on her body, and turned to walk forward.