After the divorce, Feng Ye begged for reconciliation every day.

Chapter 41 Let Me Do Anything
"But Little Butterfly is dead, you trampled to death."

Looking at the motionless butterfly lying quietly in the palm of his hand, Shi Moran's eyes were full of tears, his small mouth shrunk down, extremely wronged.

"Wuuuu, my little butterfly died so badly."

Feng Qingqing hung her head guiltily and grabbed the hem of her clothes. Although she didn't do it on purpose, Little Butterfly was indeed trampled to death by her.

"Don't cry, okay? Tell me, how do you want me to compensate you? As long as you don't cry, I can do anything."

Raising her head again, she stretched out her chubby hands to grab Shi Moran's fingers, her round face is serious but cute.

"Really, is everything okay?"

Shi Moran sniffed, and a calculation flashed in his eyes.

Very good, the fish has been hooked.

"Well, really anything is fine, as long as you don't cry."

Feng Qingqing nodded heavily. Grandma just beat her because of this stupid woman. If grandma knew that she had trampled the stupid woman's butterfly to death, she would definitely punish her.

Therefore, she must not let grandma know about it.

"Okay, then, then Ranran won't cry."

Nodding, Shi Moran choked with sobs, "Then let's bury the little butterfly together."

"alright."

Feng Qingqing agreed.

This is always shown on TV, no matter what animal dies, it will find a pit to bury it.

After the two dug a small hole with bare hands, they put the butterfly in it and covered it with soil.

"Well, can you not tell everyone about this?"

After doing all this, Feng Qingqing asked cautiously.

Everyone knew that she killed the butterfly, so they would definitely think she was a bad boy, and she didn't want to be a bad boy that people hate.

"Then, is this a secret between the two of us?"

Shi Moran follows the trend.

She originally wanted to use the butterfly to make Feng Qingqing feel guilty, so as to get closer to Feng Qingqing, but she never thought that Feng Qingqing would make such a request.

"Yes!"

Turning her spotlessly clean eyeballs, Feng Qingqing nodded quickly, and stretched out her dirt-stained hand, "Let's hook up, no one can tell this secret to others! "

"Okay."

Shi Moran stretched out her hand, and her little finger hooked tightly with Feng Qingqing's.

"La Gougou, 100 years, no change, whoever changes is a puppy!"

After the two looked at each other, they said in a very tacit understanding.

"stamp!"

Thumb overlaps thumb.

In an instant, Feng Qingqing was relieved a lot.

No one knows that she trampled butterflies to death, and no one thinks she is a bad boy and hates her.

Seeing Feng Qingqing's relieved look, Shi Moran suppressed a smile, but it was such a big matter as sesame and mung bean, did Feng Qingqing have to be so nervous and afraid.

But this is also good, in this way, she can take this opportunity to ask what she wants to ask.

Stretching out her index finger, Shi Moran gently poked Feng Qingqing's shoulder, "Well, Feng Qingqing, I can ask, why isn't your mommy with us?"

"Grandma doesn't like Mommy, she won't let Mommy play with us."

Feng Qingqing looked down at the dirty marks left by Shi Moran's touch, her brows were frowned, and she pouted.

"You stained my clothes!!!"

Then I patted it with my hands. As a result, the more I patted, the dirtier it became.

Her hands were already covered in dirt.

(End of this chapter)