Shao Yu obviously felt good too. Looking at her, the smile on her face suddenly expanded, and then she laughed loudly, nodding while laughing, "Okay! OK! OK! Very good!" The next moment, she put the fish bone tied to the rope in her hand into Yan Wanwan's hand, "This, return to the original owner!"

Yan Wanwan held the fish bone in his palm, and his eyes faintly felt a tide. I don’t know if it was for the things that were back in my hand or for the people around me.

"I asked you to wait for me in the same place, but you didn't think so. When I went back to see you, I didn't stay where I was. I searched everywhere but only found this one. I didn't dare to think about it for so many years. In fact, I subconsciously thought you were gone. Especially when I was by the river, I was afraid that you would roll into the river and drown." Shao Yu looked at her and sighed, his eyes flashing with complicated fluctuations.

"How is it possible? If I can still roll into the river and drown, wouldn't that let you down the inhumane moment you taught me when I was in the water, and even more disappoint the name of the little fish you gave me?" Yan Wanwan laughed.

"Who told you to drown in the water when you first met? The scene was so shocking that you couldn't forget it! It seems that you have always been dissatisfied with the name I named, and you will change it immediately when you have the chance. Wanwan... It seems that you still prefer the name you gave me."

Wanwan, Xiaowanwan.

This is the name that Shen Nanzhu gave to her when she decided to adopt the two-year-old orphan girl who was rescued from the water. It was also from that time that Yan Wanwan came to this world and could hear the disputes in her ears before she opened her eyes.

"What is the name of a girl? It's so good that she's called Wanwan. Girls should be gentle and beautiful." When they opened their eyes, they saw the cool woman with one hand on her waist and holding a little boy's collar in the other, and said gently with her chin.

"You are not beautiful and gentle yourself. How beautiful and gentle can you raise a girl? I don't believe it! I saved her, and my name should be taken by me, so I'm called Xiaoyu!" The little boy was only four years old at that time, with thin arms and short legs, and he kicked in the air in vain and could only bare his teeth at the woman.

"Husband!" The woman stared at her son, glared for a while, suddenly softened her voice, turned her head to look at the other side, slightly sticking her pink lips, and her tone was full of coquettishness and grievance.

How to describe a low smile in the corner? It is like a breeze that suddenly blows under the starry sky in the wilderness, purifying the restlessness of people. The little Yan Wanwan then discovered that there was another person in the room besides women and little boys.

The man was standing by the window with a cloud-white straight face. When he turned around, he was like a picture of orchids and jade trees. A celadon that passed by the rain, and was so elegant that he was so elegant.

He walked up and took the little boy who was kicking in the air, hugged it between his arms, and gently held the woman's shoulder with one hand. The woman who was still imposing just now snuggled beside him, and for a momentum seemed to be caressed by the burrs standing up all over his body, and suddenly became calm and gentle, showing the gentleness and beauty of a two-part woman.

"If you want me to say, it's good to be gentle and lively. But..." He turned his head and looked at the woman beside him, and his eyes were filled with green spring water in the south of the Yangtze River. "If there is a daughter, I hope she can be like you, not the dodder flower in the boudoir, but can shine on the white horse in the silver saddle, as cool as a meteor. The Royal Tu Dominance waved his hand, and it was so drunk in the world." The man's voice was very nice, and he recited the poem with a low and soothing, and a little ethereal and distant, as if he had endless charm.

The woman immediately lost in such a voice, "I know, I know. Then call her Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu!"

"Then, I'll call you Xiaoyu in the future, okay?" The man didn't know when he found that the girl on the bed had woken up, and looked down. His eyes, which seemed to be springing in March in the south of the Yangtze River, looked at her with a starry smile. She seemed to have been bewitched, and she gently tapped her head.

Because of Shao Yu's words, Yan Wanwan suddenly remembered the scene of getting a name. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and a faint tide flowed in her eyes. "No, I like the name of the past very much. If I could, I would rather just call Xiao Xiaoyu for the rest of my life."

It’s just a pity that only in my dreams can I hear this name. How long have I waited for the person opposite to me who could call her Xiao Xiaoyu. What’s even more regretful is that no matter he or she, whoever is in front of others, can no longer be honest in the surname Xiao.

Shao Yu looked at her and naturally noticed her silent sadness. He turned his eyes and said, "There is no need to talk about the past, it is not too sad to say more. Now, you are still alive, I am still alive, and we are still reunited in the capital. This is no matter how good it is, you should be happy, right?"

Yan Wanwan raised her lips and smiled, thinking, yes, the children raised by her and Xiao Yan and Shen Nanzhu should not be people who are addicted to the past. So she nodded and replied crisply, "Yes."

Shao Yu raised his hand and said, "Kongxian, come here quickly. I am so happy to find my sister today. I asked them to bring all the good wine and food. We will not return until we get drunk tonight."

Yan Wanwan's eyes fell on the figure of standing up behind the bead curtain, and then she realized that the music stopped at some point. Kong Xian opened the bead curtain and walked out, and said angrily, "I asked me to send you a letter earlier, and now I asked me to call you wine and food again. You know, for you, I will call me. Forget it, because I really like my newly recognized sister, so I will let you do this time." After that, she threw a charming eye over, twisted her waist and headed out the door.

Shao Yu had already sat at the table, took two wine glasses, and went up to each other, calling Yan Wanwan to sit down at the table, "Come on! Let's not talk about the things that make people sad, but you might as well tell your brother, how did you come to the capital over the years? And why did you get married to Yan Zheng?"

Speaking of this, he saw Yan Wanwan opposite him looking at him with a strange look. He was stunned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Wanwan shook her head, "It's just a bit strange to hear you say 'brother'." He used to never regard himself as his elder brother, and of course, she never wanted to call him that. For five years, she went from two to seven, and from four to nine, they were always pointed at each other, and they were not giving in to each other. This "brother" made her feel at a loss.

Shao Yu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "After so many years, I have walked before the death threshold. My little heart that cannot admit defeat with you has long been wiped out. In the future, I will give in to you. Of course, if you are not used to calling my brother and you can't listen to my call you sister, then we will still be the same, Xiao Xiaoyu?" He called her like this and squeezed his eyes at her. His unruly appearance overlapped with the shadow of the past.

Yan Wanwan smiled with her lips pursed and thought to herself, she still likes him to call her Xiao Xiaoyu!
Chapter completed!