"boom!"

"Wow...woo..."

The little boy was thrown into the mud and fell to the ground, his buttocks turned red by the wind and pointing towards the sky.

He didn't struggle to get up, but lay on the ground crying, and the little hat on his head flew off.

"Woooooooo..."

This feeling of revenge was tense and exciting, but when the child lay crying at his feet, Laixi suddenly panicked again and quickly stepped back.

"younger brother!"

Xiuhong ran over and picked up her brother from the ground.

There was a piece of skin on my brother's little mouth and it was bleeding.

Xiuhong was frightened, and other children nearby also gathered around. The open-mouthed old lady shouted: "The more you fall, the better. It's okay. It's okay. Just help him up and continue playing."

Xiuhong turned to the old lady and shouted: "Something's wrong, my brother's mouth is cut and bleeding!"

"Ah? Are you bleeding?"

A few open-mouthed old ladies also came over on their little feet. They all enthusiastically helped and coaxed everyone with every word. There was also an old lady who raised her sleeves to wipe the corners of the little boy's mouth.

Laixi quietly stepped back, trying to reduce his presence while trying to slip away.

Suddenly, a figure caught up from behind and put his arm around his shoulders.

"You bullied my brother and you want to run away?"

Laixi twisted his shoulders and threw away the hand on his shoulders.

The owner of the hand ran in front of him and stretched out his arms to block his way.

"You are not allowed to leave until you speak clearly!"

The little girl in front of her had two pigtails, a palm-sized face, and was as thin as a bean sprout.

But her eyes were frighteningly bright, like a little wild cat.

But Laixi is not a coward.

"I have nothing to say to you, go away!"

"Why are you speechless? Tell me why you tripped my brother!"

"I don't!"

"You have!"

"Okay, I do, so what can you do to me? Do you want to fight?"

Laixi looked down at the little girl in front of him with disdain on his face.

Xiuhong raised her head and stared hard at Laixi. Tears gradually filled the little girl's stubborn eyes.

"Apologise to my brother!"

Laixi thought she heard wrongly and rolled her eyes at her.

“What a beautiful thought!”

He pushed her away and walked forward.

Before he had taken a few steps, a gust of wind suddenly hit him behind him, and then something hard hit him hard on his back.

He leaned forward and fell to the ground, and the person behind him also fell on top of him.

I'm so happy.

He doesn't hit girls, but that doesn't mean he can't fight back if a girl hits him.

So he rolled and pushed Xiuhong aside. Unexpectedly, her hands were tightly grasping his clothes, and he fell down again, pressing on her.

His mouth accidentally touched hers.

The little girl's mouth is soft, soft and a little wet.

Just like cotton picked early in the morning, it has a soft, waxy and moist feeling with dew...

"Hahaha, come and kiss me and embroider red. I'm so shy, so shy..."

When other children nearby saw the two of them like this, they immediately clapped their hands, laughed, jumped and booed.

The open-mouthed old ladies also looked at the two children with smiles and thought it was very funny.

Even the little boy who had burst into tears earlier looked at the second sister and brother Laixi curiously with his big moist eyes.

Laixi was already ten years old and a bit of a governor. His little face suddenly darkened. He quickly got up from Xiuhong and ran towards the entrance of the village, wiping his mouth and spitting on the ground.

Although Xiuhong is one or two years younger, girls should be governors earlier.

She also blushed and sat up, rubbing her mouth back and forth with the backs of her hands, wanting to rub the skin off her lips!

The final outcome was that Laixi ran away and Xiuhong returned home with her younger brother.

The people on the threshing floor laughed and laughed for a while, but soon changed their interest. This incident was just an inconspicuous episode.

However, for the parties involved, it is different.

No, Laixi didn't run home, but rushed to the river behind the village.

In the middle of winter, the water level in the river was so shallow that he was so frightened that he squatted on a pile of rotten water plants at the bottom of the river dam, scooping up the murky river water with both hands and gargling his mouth over and over again.

The more I rinse, the angrier I get.

As for Xiu Hong, she rushed into the kitchen after running home, grabbed a gourd and scooped out a large ladle of cold water, raised her head and gargled her mouth, spit it out, and rinsed again...

Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei are slaughtering chickens and ducks in the yard. Some of these chickens and ducks will be dried to be used to greet relatives and friends in the first month.

There are two left to cook an extra dish on New Year’s Eve.

The couple was talking and laughing, and they were full of energy for the Chinese New Year.

The act of embroidering red aroused their ideas.

Yang Yongjin asked: "Daughter, why are you rinsing your mouth with cold water on a cold day?"

Xiu Hong said nothing, squatting at the door of the kitchen to wash herself.

"Look at this, it looks like you are fighting against someone!"

Cao Bamei lowered her voice and reminded Yang Yongjin.

"ah?"

Yang Yongjin then put down what he was doing, washed his hands and came to his daughter, "My daughter, what's going on? Let's talk to dad..."

Xiuhong turned sideways, then rinsed her mouth, still ignoring Yang Yongjin.

Cao Bamei rolled her eyes when she saw this. The second girl's temper was not as good as that of the elder girl.

However, Yang Yongjin was patient and moved to another place, squatting and looking at his daughter, "What's wrong, daughter? Why are you ignoring daddy?"

Xiu Hong frowned and bit her lip, which was almost broken by her bite and turned red.

At this time, the little brother who was playing next to him said in a sweet voice: "Second sister, come and greet my brother, give me a kiss..."

"Mistress, shut up!"

Xiuhong shouted at her brother and subconsciously poured out the water in the gourd.

Of course, the water didn't really splash on her brother, but her move scared him to tears.

"What are you doing, kid? You're scaring your brother by shouting!"

Cao Bamei glared at Xiuhong and quickly stood up to comfort her son.

Yang Yongjin turned to look at his youngest son, then looked back at his second daughter. At this time, Xiuhong had already gotten up and ran into the house.

"Daughter..."

Yang Yongjin followed, "Bang!"

The door almost hit his nose.

He touched the tip of his nose and turned around in despair. Behind him, Cao Bamei was holding her son in her arms and coaxing her. Suddenly, Cao Bamei exclaimed: "What is this? Yongjin, come here quickly, our son has a broken corner of his mouth!"

…

Cao Bamei went to the threshing floor in a hurry and came back soon, knowing the whole story.

"What's going on?"

Yang Yongjin was still busy working in the yard, and his son's mouth was only slightly bruised, so no medicine was needed.

Now he asked his eldest sister Xiuxiu to take him to the fifth room next door to play.

"Where's the second child?" Cao Bamei asked.

Yang Yongjin turned his head and glanced at the row of houses, "I locked myself in the house and still can't come out!"
Chapter completed!