Yu Li finally felt relieved when she heard what her sister Haitang said.

Although Haitang still doesn't want to tell her who this person is or give her more details, Yu Li still believes in her sister's vision.

Even though in Yu Li's heart, no one is more perfect than Zou He, but since he is the man that his sister likes, he must have some merits.

Since she doesn't want to say it now, then tell herself when she wants to say it.

Thinking of this, Yu Li stopped asking Yu Haitang.

Instead, he told her some things she should pay attention to when dating someone.

"Haitang, you have a hot personality and a bad temper. You have to be careful when getting along with others. Don't scare them away."

After hearing this, Yu Haitang smiled sweetly and said a little embarrassedly: "Don't worry, sister, we are together, and I listen to him... I don't have any objection to anything he says..."

Yu Li felt very surprised when her sister said this.

As a sister, she naturally understands her sister's character.

Yu Haitang has been pampered and pampered by her mother and herself since she was a child. In addition to her good looks, she has been chased and admired by others in the alley since she was a child. She has a naturally somewhat proud personality.

Yu Li was worried about who her sister was talking to and didn't know how to restrain her temper, but she didn't expect that her sister would say this.

Yu Li couldn't help but smile. It seems that one thing really brings down another thing!

Someone can take care of my shrewd and unruly sister.

However, at this time, Yu Li still didn't know that the man she was curious about now was actually the man she had longed for, Zou He.

…

In the courtyard.

It was getting late now, and smoke was starting to rise from every house.

But the children in the yard were still laughing, chasing and playing.

It's winter now, and the children are wearing very thick clothes.

Each one was wrapped up like a small rice dumpling and had a small cotton hat on his head.

Jinlong was taking Baofeng and seven or eight children to play games in the open space in the backyard.

Winter is the season for children to have fun.

The vast expanse of white ground is covered with thick snow.

These are the children’s favorite things to play with.

They were having snowball fights and building snowmen for a while, having a great time.

Yan Jiekuang and several older children also gathered around them, laughing and laughing.

A group of children each hugged a large piece of snow and then used their imagination to make various shapes.

Yan Jiekuang was the oldest among the children and was the first to make it.

What he made was a round snowman with a small head and a big belly, and it looked very similar.

Jin Long praised: "This snowman is well done! It looks great!"

When Yan Jiekuang heard Jin Long praising himself, he immediately felt happy.

He looked at the children on the side with a proud look on his face and said, "Hmph! How's it going? I'm awesome! The boss is praising me!"

Everyone took a look at Yan Jiekuang's snowman and shouted: "You made it easy, but we made it difficult. I'm sure it's not as fast as you!"

Yan Jiekuang looked at other children's works and discovered that some of the ones they made were rabbits and some were in the shape of chickens. However, their works were also very rough and not very similar.

Yan Jiekuang laughed and said: "You are slow and your work doesn't look good!"

"Look at mine. Although it's simple, at least it's faster than what you can do!"

The little fat man on the side heard this and said unconvinced: "You know how to compete with us. If you are capable, compete with the boss! Look at what the boss does, it looks good!"

Yan Jiekuang listened and turned to look at the snow sculpture made by the golden dragon.

But when his eyes fell on Jin Long's works, he was stunned.

I saw that the golden dragon was made of a white horse.

The white horse is about fifty centimeters tall.

With all four hooves facing the ground, head held high, and tail swaying, it looked like a white horse looking up to the sky and roaring.

It's so lifelike that people can't help but be amazed when they see it.

When a group of children saw Jin Long's work, they suddenly stopped thinking about making their own snow sculptures. They all gathered around Jin Long.

"Boss, you look like a horse!"

"Yes, it looks just like the real thing. It's so beautiful!"

"Why can't I do something like this? I can only make a snowball!"

"Boss, boss, can you teach me? I want to be like this too!"

A group of children were chattering and gathered around the golden dragon asking questions, with curious and envious expressions on their faces.

Yan Jiekuang, who stood aside and admired for a while, waved his hand and said: "Keep your voice down, don't affect the boss's performance!"

"Do you think anyone can make such a beautiful thing? It requires talent! Do you understand talent?"

"Boss Jinlong is a genius! He can make such beautiful things!"

After hearing this, a group of children suddenly looked enlightened.

They all expressed their agreement.

For Jin Long to be able to make something like this at such a young age, isn't that a gift?

How can they compare with geniuses?

While a group of children were admiring and admiring the golden dragon, there was a figure behind the haystack not far away, staring at this side with hatred.

That person is just a stick figure.

Bangge looked at the various snow sculptures made by the children and felt extremely envious.

He also wanted to play in the snow and build snowmen like them.

But now...

Bangge lowered his head and looked at his hands, with deep hatred in his eyes.

His two hands now only have five fingers in total.

I can't do very fine movements at all.

Not to mention playing with snow sculptures, even wearing clothes and tying shoelaces can make him sweat.

Banggeng angrily hit the wall next to him with his hand.

His hands are considered useless.

He no longer wanted to see the children laughing and playing, so he turned and returned to the central courtyard.

And the Jia family at this moment.

As usual, it was filled with the curses of grandma Jia Zhang, the complaints of Jia Dongxu, the hungry cries of the two younger sisters Xiao Danghuaihua, and the aggrieved sobs of Qin Huairu.

BangGeng's head was about to explode when he heard these sounds.

He rushed into the room, lay on the bed, and covered his head.

Don't want to hear those noises.

But how could the quilt block the sound? The quarrels continued to reach his ears.

"It's this stick noodle porridge every day, can you improve your skills and make us something good to eat? It's really useless..."

"Hurry up! Is the meal ready?! You haven't brought it to me yet! Do you want to starve me to death?! The whole family thinks I'm a living dead, right?"

"Mom, I'm hungry, I'm hungry~oooooooo!"

"Mom, you see what you said, it was very difficult for me to borrow these stick noodles. Otherwise, we wouldn't even be able to eat..."

"Hey, you mean this is all your fault? We are all helping you so that we can eat? How shameless are you!"

The family was having a quarrel. BangGeng was lying on the bed. The more he listened, the more upset he became.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I turned over and sat up.

He roared angrily: "Can you please stop arguing?!"

The whole family was so stunned by the sudden outburst that they didn't dare to argue anymore.

When Qin Huairu heard Banggan's words, her heart suddenly warmed up.

I thought to myself that it was indeed my biological son. When I saw his grandma scolding me, I couldn’t stand hearing it anymore, right?

I finally know how to stand up for my mother.

Qin Huairu said with an aggrieved look: "Banggen, it's really hard for Mom. I did it all for our family. Your grandma still doesn't understand me and scolds me..."
To be continued...