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Chapter 50 Going to see the tree

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    Yang Heyu still couldn't accept such a situation.

    In his consciousness, Shen Shen should always be the little sister, and he is the big brother who can protect her.

    In the world of children, the distinction between size is quite easy: just like distinguishing between men and women, the one with long hair is a woman, and the one with short hair is a man.  In the same way, a tall person should be a big one. If you can't even grow taller than others, how can you call yourself a big brother if you lose your momentum?

    When Yang Heyu was depressed alone, Chu Zhiyan stopped laughing, and she said sweetly: "Brother Xiaoyu, I have missed you for a long time! Why did you come back!"

    The voice seemed to have magical powers, and Yang Heyu had nothing to worry about anymore. He scratched his head and smiled shyly.

    "I brought you gifts. Come," Yang Heyu unloaded his schoolbag, took out the things one by one, and said, "Big head, this pen, notebook, marbles, and pictures are all for you."

    Then he took out the doll, colored paper and stamps wrapped in cellophane from his bag and handed them to Chu Zhiyan, saying, "These are for you."

    Lei Dongsheng grabbed his hands full, a look of embarrassment crawled across his face, and said: "II don't go to school anymore, how can I use these pens and notebooks."

    "You stopped studying? Why?"

    "My aunt said to waste time, it is better to dig the ground at home, and later I can help the people who contracted the rubber forest to do part-time jobs, so I can earn some money to pave the house."

    Yang Heyu had never thought of this level. He originally thought that Lei Dongsheng, like himself, would soon be promoted to junior high school.

    Lei Dongsheng hesitated for a moment, put the notebook and pen into Chu Zhiyan's arms, showed his white teeth, and said, "Give it to Shen Shen, don't waste it, she can use it all."

    "Thank you Brother Xiaoyu, I like all of these."

    Now Chu Zhiyan looks more and more beautiful: on a small and narrow face, except for a pair of surprisingly big eyes, the nose and mouth are small.  When looking down, the thick eyelashes are like the flapping wings of a spiritual bird; when laughing, two small pear dimples are deeply sunken under the corners of the lips.

    Seeing that her clothes and body were stained with black ash, Yang Heyu thought of Cinderella.  Such a good-looking girl is obviously very familiar, but it's as if she has never seen it before.

    "Yu, let's go hunting birds? Can you play with a slingshot in the city?" Lei Dongsheng pulled out a self-made slingshot from the back of his waist, and shook it in front of Yang Heyu's bewildered eyes.

    "Brother Xiaoyu, are you tired? Would you like some water? Why don't you go to my house and play?"

    Yang Heyu pulled Lei Dongsheng over and said, "I'm so happy to see you, I forgot what I was going to do. Let's go home, go back to my house and look at the trees."

    Chu Zhiyan, who was left behind, quickened her pace. She reached out and grabbed Yang Heyu's clothes, and said timidly: "Brother Xiaoyu, I swear that I have always watered the little tree"

    "Well, I know, thank you." Yang Heyu was still a little embarrassed to look at her, but felt something strange, and quickly asked, "What's wrong? Did it die? Didn't you tell me that it had bloomed in spring?"  ?¡±

    "Hmm! Not dead, but alive!" Chu Zhiyan waved her hands repeatedly.

    Yang Heyu breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at her intently, always feeling a little strange.

    It wasn't until the three of them returned to their backyard that Yang Heyu understood why Shen Shen was so strange.

    Those two trees grew taller, grew up, and grew greener.

    It's just that the branches are intertwined, the branches are running around, and they grow in a mess. It doesn't look like a tree at all, it's just like grass.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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