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Chapter 2 The Child Who Wants to Pick the Stars

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    The beautiful house is so beautiful. There is a big living room downstairs and many rooms upstairs.

    There is a yard in front of the door, and many trees are planted. Some trees are blooming with flowers, and some trees are growing with fruits.

    There is also a large terrace on the roof, with grape trellises and swings, but without the permission of grandma, Langhua and his brothers are not allowed to play on the rooftop.

    "It would be great if I could watch the stars from the rooftop," Xiaolanghua murmured while sitting under the persimmon tree in the yard, looking up at the starry sky.

    The little waves reached out to the stars in the sky.

    Alas, it's all because the yard is too short.

    Xiao Langhua sighed.

    Lang said: "If you stand short, you can't pick stars, but you can pick persimmons!"

    Standing under the persimmon tree, Lang stretched out his hand to the red persimmon on the tree¡ª¡ª

    Unexpectedly not enough.

    Wave stood on tiptoe.

    Still not enough.

    Lang is eleven years old, a boy in the upper grade of elementary school.

    If he is a junior high school student, he must be within reach.

    Xiao Qi moved a chair silently.

    Lang stood on the chair and successfully picked the red persimmon.

    The persimmon is held in Xiao Langhua's hand, small and exquisite, very cute.

    Xiaolanghua smiled sweetly at Xiaoqi: "Cousin, cousin, thank you!"

    Lang was not happy, obviously he picked the persimmons.

    Xiao Langhua tilted his head and asked him: "Brother, brother, why are you unhappy?"

    A little wave who knows what to ask.

    Lang didn't want to talk to her.

    Xiao Langhua held up her small hand, and stretched out the little persimmon to Lang: "Brother, brother, I will share the persimmon with you. Don't be unhappy. If brother is not happy, Langhua will not be happy, because you are my real brother!"

    Lang laughed.

    Xiaoqi, sad.

    He also really wants to have a sister!

    Xiaoqi is one year younger than Lang. He is a boy in the middle grade of elementary school. He wears glasses and looks cute. He is used to keeping sadness in his heart

    There are more and more stars in the sky, it's time to sleep.

    Xiao Langhua stood in the room, clutching the little persimmon tightly in his hand.

    "Grandma, grandma, why can my brother and cousin have their own room, but I don't?"

    Grandma smiled and said, "Because the waves are still small."

    "Can I have my own room when I grow up?" Langhua asked.

    "Yes." Grandma replied with a smile.

    "Then when will you grow up?" Xiao Langhua's face was full of expectation.

    "Soon, soon, if you can not picky eaters every day, eat big mouthfuls." Grandma thought for a while and said seriously.

    "Then if I eat persimmons, can I grow up quickly?"

    Xiao Langhua's two hands slowly spread out in front of her grandma, holding the little persimmon in her palm, which glows like a red gemstone, and is reflected in Xiao Langhua's eyes, shining brightly.

    "Oh, when did you steal the persimmons?"

    Grandma's screams sounded in the beautiful house, Lang, Xiaoqi and tomorrow were woken up.

    "What's the matter? What's the matter? Grandma (Mom), what's the matter with you¡ª"

    The footsteps of three people stepped out of the battle of thousands of troops.

    The door was pushed open, and three heads poked in from the door.

    Xiaolanghua saw tomorrow at a glance, and she rushed towards him excitedly: "Uncle, uncle, when did you come back? Did you bring me takeaway? I want to eat takeaway, and I want to grow up quickly. When I grow up, I will  You can have your own room¡ª"

    "Little Langhua, all the takeaways I send are other people's takeaways, so I can't bring them back!"

    Tomorrow is a happy takeaway guy, he picked up the little wave, lifted the little wave high, put it down, and lifted it even higher.

    Xiaolanghua was very happy, giggling: "Grandma, grandma, look! I can grow up without eating takeaway!"

    Lang and Xiaoqi are envious: what good is it to grow up?  When I grow up, I can no longer let my uncle hold me high.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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