"Uncle, it's time to eat, uh—"
Huo Ningxi looked at Huo Yunque's shoulder, where a small head was leaning.
The girl lay on his uncle's back, swinging her little feet leisurely.
And his uncle just carried her in so calmly.
Huo Ningxi wiped his face, took a deep breath, and smiled, "Song Yaoyao, are you a child?" You don't have feet
Song Yaoyao hugged Huo Yunque's neck and pouted, "I'm my brother's child, what do you think, brother?"
"Um."
Huo Yunque replied indifferently, not knowing if he was answering her words.
He walked straight past Huo Ningxi and headed towards the dining room.
Huo Ningxi gritted his teeth, and told himself to forget it, anyway, as long as Song Yaoyao was around, there would be a lot of abnormal things about my uncle.
But still so angry!
Song Yaoyao, does she have no feet? It's all in the house, and you still don't want to put her down
Do you want to hold her for dinner? Um
The current Huo Ningxi did not expect that his words would become a prophecy in the future.
In the Song family, Zhou Manli, who stayed in the hospital for a day and a night, couldn't stand the smell of the hospital's disinfectant, so she went home at night.
Of course, she was helped in.
At that time, several members of the Song family were eating dinner. Seeing her coming in, Song Jingwan dropped her chopsticks and hurried up to meet her, "Mom, why didn't you tell me in advance when you came back, so I can pick you up!"
Zhou Manli's face turned pale, and she smiled weakly, "Whatever you pick up, I just need a servant. You study so hard, and mother can't bear you to run around." Her eyes fell behind her.
Song Rui and Song Wenchuan are all there, but Song Yaoyao is missing.
Thinking of her, Zhou Manli's teeth itch with hatred. She is so unlucky, and her intuition is that Song Yaoyao can beat her!
"What about her? She hasn't come back yet?"
Song Jingwan nodded, "Well, she doesn't want to come back."
"If you don't come back and pull her down, no one will look for her, just let her die outside!" She said coldly.
"Boom—"
Song Rui was stern, and stood up abruptly, "What do you call this? Wouldn't it be embarrassing to spread it?"
"What did I say? I kicked her out with a broom? She was rebellious and didn't learn well, so she blamed me?"
Zhou Manli walked forward with a cane in one hand, and said firmly: "Anyway, I'm here to say, whatever you like, I'll just pretend I didn't give birth to her..."
Seeing that it was just dinner, she wanted to eat some more.
Well now, just full of gas.
She ordered someone to help her upstairs, but within two steps, the crutch broke in the middle. Suddenly weightless, Zhou Manli screamed, and was about to fall down again...
"Mom!" Song Jingwan turned pale with fright, and froze in place.
"ah-"
Fortunately, the servant caught her in time, and after staggering a few steps, she finally stabilized her body.
"It's really crazy..."
Zhou Manli was still in a state of panic. She stared at the crutches that had been broken into two pieces on the ground, she just felt incredible, "What is the quality of this crutches?"
She went from the hospital to home, but after walking a few steps, the crutch broke? !
Song Jingwan's eyes flickered, and the atmosphere in the living room was extremely weird.
This kind of situation is really too rare, why all the unlucky things suddenly come together
Song Wenchuan bent down to pick up the crutches, inspected the fracture, and frowned, "The crutches are made of solid wood, so it can't be so fragile..."
"What else could be the reason?" Zhou Manli snorted, "I told you that damn girl Song Yaoyao is unlucky, but you don't believe me! Oh... my old waist..."