You are not bad, you are very good everywhere, be good, come here first, I will take you home.Her crying did not restrain her at all, like a sad child, eager to share her sadness with the whole world.
Shen Jialu's tone was also soft: It's very late now, do you know?It's time for the kids to go to bed.
His voice was so gentle that Li Jiaojiao really returned to when she was a child in an instant.
She has been a little night owl since she was a child. Other children of the same age as her all go to bed at nine o'clock in the evening. She often has to stay until eleven o'clock. No matter how the aunt persuaded her, she didn't listen until she waited for Li Maogen to go to bed with her doll.
Li Maogen also gave her a nickname called Little Owl, saying that she would not sleep at night and not get up during the day. After Li Jiaojiao got the nickname, she still remained the same, so he had no choice but to think of a way to go home early every day.
Later, Li Maogen took her out to have dinner with Shen Mingtang's family of three. Shen Jialu was only in elementary school at that time, but she was well educated. The gentleman's careful experience made Li Maogen joke that he was inferior to himself.
The politeness and care everywhere captured Li Jiaojiao's little childlike innocence. She chased Shen Jialu without eating a few bites and wanted to grow up and become the bride of Brother Jialu.
But Shen Mingtang came to Li Maogen that time and told Li Maogen that he had received an invitation from a university in New York, and all the conditions were very generous. After thinking for half a month, he finally made up his mind to take his wife and children to settle there, and even if the meal was practiced for him.
The two old friends naturally had their last meal before leaving. The hour and minute hands of the clock were all overlapping upwards and there were still endless things to say. Shen Jialu was still in good spirits when he got older, but Li Jiaojiao was already sleepy at that time, and was dozing off bit by bit, but she still tried hard to open her eyes.
Is Jiaojiao sleepy?Shen Jialu patted the little girl's little shoulders and head, and then put the coat she brought on Li Jiaojiao. There is a lounge here, okay?
Li Jiaojiao shook her head and replied with her sleepy breasts: Brother Jialu, I'm not sleepy yet.
Shen Jialu looked at the girl's eyes that were almost narrowed into a slit and couldn't help laughing: Jiaojiao doesn't dare to sleep alone, right?
Li Jiaojiao, who was told about the central story, immediately did not dare to look at Shen Jialu, but just shook her head even more: No, I don’t dare, other children dare, I dare too... I just really am not sleepy...
It's already 12 o'clock now, and other children must have gone to bed, and Jiaojiao should go to bed too.Shen Jialu said and held the little girl's chubby little hand again: I'll sleep with Jiaojiao, okay?
Li Jiaojiao vaguely remembered that day she seemed to have had a particularly sweet dream, but unfortunately she woke up and returned to her bedroom. The remaining and fragmented memories were completely regarded as a dream by her.
But I'm no longer a kid...
She sniffed and lowered her head, as if she was really sad because she was no longer a child.
Shen Jialu took advantage of the moment she lowered her head and reached out to cross the table to grab her wrist, and then carefully walked around Hu Peng lying on the ground and brought out the child with tears on her face.
Of course you are a child, you will always be my child.He said to himself.
Shen Jialu's tone was also soft: It's very late now, do you know?It's time for the kids to go to bed.
His voice was so gentle that Li Jiaojiao really returned to when she was a child in an instant.
She has been a little night owl since she was a child. Other children of the same age as her all go to bed at nine o'clock in the evening. She often has to stay until eleven o'clock. No matter how the aunt persuaded her, she didn't listen until she waited for Li Maogen to go to bed with her doll.
Li Maogen also gave her a nickname called Little Owl, saying that she would not sleep at night and not get up during the day. After Li Jiaojiao got the nickname, she still remained the same, so he had no choice but to think of a way to go home early every day.
Later, Li Maogen took her out to have dinner with Shen Mingtang's family of three. Shen Jialu was only in elementary school at that time, but she was well educated. The gentleman's careful experience made Li Maogen joke that he was inferior to himself.
The politeness and care everywhere captured Li Jiaojiao's little childlike innocence. She chased Shen Jialu without eating a few bites and wanted to grow up and become the bride of Brother Jialu.
But Shen Mingtang came to Li Maogen that time and told Li Maogen that he had received an invitation from a university in New York, and all the conditions were very generous. After thinking for half a month, he finally made up his mind to take his wife and children to settle there, and even if the meal was practiced for him.
The two old friends naturally had their last meal before leaving. The hour and minute hands of the clock were all overlapping upwards and there were still endless things to say. Shen Jialu was still in good spirits when he got older, but Li Jiaojiao was already sleepy at that time, and was dozing off bit by bit, but she still tried hard to open her eyes.
Is Jiaojiao sleepy?Shen Jialu patted the little girl's little shoulders and head, and then put the coat she brought on Li Jiaojiao. There is a lounge here, okay?
Li Jiaojiao shook her head and replied with her sleepy breasts: Brother Jialu, I'm not sleepy yet.
Shen Jialu looked at the girl's eyes that were almost narrowed into a slit and couldn't help laughing: Jiaojiao doesn't dare to sleep alone, right?
Li Jiaojiao, who was told about the central story, immediately did not dare to look at Shen Jialu, but just shook her head even more: No, I don’t dare, other children dare, I dare too... I just really am not sleepy...
It's already 12 o'clock now, and other children must have gone to bed, and Jiaojiao should go to bed too.Shen Jialu said and held the little girl's chubby little hand again: I'll sleep with Jiaojiao, okay?
Li Jiaojiao vaguely remembered that day she seemed to have had a particularly sweet dream, but unfortunately she woke up and returned to her bedroom. The remaining and fragmented memories were completely regarded as a dream by her.
But I'm no longer a kid...
She sniffed and lowered her head, as if she was really sad because she was no longer a child.
Shen Jialu took advantage of the moment she lowered her head and reached out to cross the table to grab her wrist, and then carefully walked around Hu Peng lying on the ground and brought out the child with tears on her face.
Of course you are a child, you will always be my child.He said to himself.