Putting the shower gel on the bath ball, she rubbed Ye Shuimo's arms carefully until her skin began to turn red. Ye Shuimo shouted in pain, "Aunt Meng, it hurts."

"Miss, please remember, you can't learn bad habits from those little citizens." Monta slowed down his strength, but his tone was still very serious.

Ye Shuimo looked at her for no clue, "What is a bad habit."

"For example, grab things with your hands, drink water with unclean quilts, don't look like a girl, etc.." Monta was very worried that if the child was always with bad things, it would become vulgar.

Ye Shuimo didn't know what she was saying, but she still nodded. She had already learned that whenever Aunt Meng said something she didn't understand, she just nodded, and she didn't care whether she understood it or not.

garden

A large and a small figure sat on a bench. Not far away, a group of children were playing on the slide, pushing and blocking it. Because it had just rained, the ground was slippery, and the child ran around in the mud pit and laughed.

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"Grandpa."

"kindness."

"Why do you think the sunset is red?"

"Because this is the law of nature, it's like watermelons must be sweet and not salty."

"Then why must watermelon be sweet but not salty."

"Because this is the law of nature, just like the setting sun is red."

"Then why is the sunset red?"

"Oh, ink, let's change the topic."

"What is the law of nature."

"It's not a law of artificial change, such as the sunset is red and the watermelon is sweet."

Ding Dacheng sighed. He had seen Ye Shuimo a long time ago. At that time, the child was relatively restrained and absolutely not as lively as he is now, and he talks a lot.

"Don't you go and play with those kids?" He looked at the children playing in the distance. Although they are much more lively now, they are obviously not enough compared to other kids.

Ye Shuimo looked at Lolita-style clothes and shook her head, "No, the clothes will be dirty." She looked at the other children standing around, with a little envious in her eyes, "Aunt Meng said that the clothes cannot be dirty."

"But the clothes are just used to get dirty." Ding Dacheng said strangely.

Ye Shuimo was still hesitant and sat there. The children not far away had already started playing the game of throwing sandbags, and the laughter was spreading far away.

"Your mother rarely played this game when she was a child." He looked at the child who was throwing sandbags in the distance, "At that time, your grandmother was always sick, and your mother was still in school, but after school, she had to go home to take care of your grandmother immediately

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Ding Dacheng thought of the days when father and daughter depended on each other for life. Although the person was not saved in the end, Ding Yiyi became much more sensible and never asked for any gifts. She also went home to cook well after school.

The sandbag slid in the air in an arc. Ding Dacheng stood up and just stopped it, handing the sandbag to Ye Shuimo, "You are completing your childhood for your mother."

"Grandpa, can you return the sandbag to us?" the children shouted from a distance.

Ding Dacheng gently pushed her shoulder, "It's very fun, I probably want to try it out."

At dusk, the guard looked at the dirty two people. If it weren't for Ye Shuimo's face, he would have thought that he would have come from where the homeless man came from.

"Grandpa, I've had a good time and hit three people." Ye Shuimo held his hand and ran with small steps, his voice as crisp as a lark.

"Our ink painting is really amazing. Let's go and play with them tomorrow." Ding Dacheng smiled and pressed the password to lead her in.

The serious old man's voice sounded, "Shui Mo, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Fengyi met with those old sisters today. It was still early, so she came to take a look at Ye Shuimo.
Chapter completed!