"Milk?"

Sun Simiao pulled Grandma's sleeves to make Ma Dalan come back to her senses.

Ma Dalan sighed and put the telegram aside and said:

"It was your uncle's telegram, asking how your mother was doing."

Ma Dalan's literacy is nothing unusual. She is far less shallow than her face. On the contrary, this mean face made many people misunderstand her.

Sun Miaomiao naturally saw the content, but he couldn't express it before he could finish his grandmother's words.

Why did the Song family suddenly send a telegram?

Sun Simiao and Ma Dalan looked at each other and thought of Liu Yuhong.

"It's really a broken mouth!"

Ma Dalan cursed in a low voice and told Sun Simiao about his grandmother's family.

Of course I also knew a lot of things I didn’t know in my previous life.

"My mother, what if my mother wants to go back to the city?"

Sun Simiao knew that her mother had returned to the city in her previous life, but unfortunately she was not very clear about how she lived.

Ma Dalan didn't even have a fire, but her voice was cold:

"It's raining and my mother is going to get married. If you want to go back, there must be tricks. I can't stop it, but it's impossible to leave it all."

I don’t know if this is about Song Dongxue or Zhang Meiling.

Returning to the city has become the hope of many educated youths going to the countryside at this time.

"My mother, I don't care what my mother does. I will definitely follow you for the rest of my life. Don't want me!"

This must be said.

Sun Simiao made up her mind to be a waste generation, so she hugged her grandmother, the boss, and she would definitely not let go.

Ma Dalan smiled, the folds on her face burst into laughter, and she hugged her granddaughter and kissed her in various ways.

With a clang!

The gate of the courtyard was knocked open from outside, and a sharp sound also sounded:

"Mom, it's not good! It's dead!"

The call was the eldest daughter-in-law Zhao Xiangqin, and she rushed into the room and held her big legs and gasped.

It seems to be very scary.

Every day, I was shocked, why didn’t I stop?

Ma Dalan scolded:

"What are you shouting? Who died? Is it so panic that you are so scared? Is it embarrassing?"

More people who lost her!

Zhao Xiangqin also knew that she was a little embarrassed, but who saw that the dead were not like this?

She just sluggishly replied:

"Mom, the dead people floating in the Swallow River are so strong that I didn't see clearly. Dad asked me to call you over."

Sun Simiao was surprised and came along the Swallow River, that was the person upstream died.

She was curious and wanted to go.

Just because my mind is full of three words: Baoyu's clamor for merit.

Ma Dalan tucked the corners of Sun Simiao, and said angrily:

"I got it, Niu Niu, I was out and asked your aunt to cook brown sugar and eggs for you and continue to sleep!"

It's just a dead person, as for being so anxious.

Isn't it normal to die these days?

Many people who can't survive jumped into the river, hanged, jumped off cliffs, and committed suicide.

After all, it was my mother-in-law. Zhao Xiangqin also stabilized when she saw her mother-in-law's calm look.

But when I heard about boiling sugar and eggs for Sun Simiao to eat, I felt uncomfortable.

"My mother, I also want to go to watch the fun. I've just sweated so much that I've gotten older!"

But obviously it cannot be achieved.

"Nonsense, I'm just sweating, and I'm going to get cold again after a blow of wind, and it will be even more troublesome at that time! Stay at home honestly!"

After settling down his granddaughter, Ma Dalan took out an egg and some brown sugar and asked Zhao Xiangqin to cook sugar-water eggs, and then he left the yard.

Zhao Xiangqin was unwilling to cook anyway.

Sun Simiao finished eating the sugary eggs in the uncle's complicated eyes.

"Miaomiao, are you still uncomfortable?"

Zhao Xiangqin really feels complicated about this niece.

Sun Simiao shook her head and said:

"Not uncomfortable!"

Zhao Xiangqin and Sun Simiao had no topics to communicate, and it was not a big deal for two people to sit down.&1t;b

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"Madam, go and do your business, I'll sleep for a while!"

I had to go to bed and knock the person away.

But Zhao Xiangqin didn't leave, but sat on the edge of the kang and looked at Sun Simiao with hesitation:

"Miaomiao, are you still angry with your big sister?"

This is what I asked.

Sun Simiao felt that Zhao Xiangqin was very strange today.

"Madam, why am I angry with Da Ya?"

The little girl's big round eyes were full of doubts, and Zhao Xiangqin felt a little ashamed to see it.

"Just not be angry, your sister is also afraid!"

As for what she was afraid of, she didn't say.

However, Zhao Xiangqin's words made Sun Simiao curious about how Sun Siyu was doing at this time and whether she would regret it.

Of course, Sun Siyu had no chance to regret it at this time because she couldn't go back.

Looking at the mountains of clothes in front of her and the schoolbag that had been trampled and dirty, she just pursed her lips and said nothing.

Since she arrived in the provincial capital, Sun Siyu has not lived the kind of life she thought, and even said that she was not as good as in the village.

The children here were full of malicious intentions towards her, and even a few cousins ​​made things difficult for her.

She knew that her cousin was not good to her because of Sun Simiao, but she was coming by herself.

"Hmph, do you think you're here to enjoy your happiness?"

That bastard Sun Zhansen vented all his resentment towards Sun Simiao on her.

The first day I came here was fine, but my aunt ignored her after the next day.

"If you want to stay here, you must be aware of being bullied!"

Sun Siyu suppressed all her unwillingness and waited for the opportunity to take revenge.

However, Zhao Xiangqin thought she was enjoying her life in the provincial capital.

Zhao Xiangqin left after Sun Simiao promised that she was not angry at all.

Come out and let’s talk!

The little yellow bird treasure jade emerged.

Little pepper, why don’t you go? This time I have merit worth earning.

Sun Simiao closed her eyes and asked:

Little Yellow-haired, do you think I want to live or die?

Is this a question? I definitely want to die!

After returning from rebirth, Baoyu was already very sure that this woman was very open to life and death.

As for why she has been so active in doing things these days, it seems that she is just having a boring time.

Little Chili, don’t do this. Are you not curious about what He Yiting has paid for in rebirth?

This is a good question.
To be continued...