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She thought for a while, and said slowly: "There is a rich family, the son of the family has reached the age of marriage, and then, he has two cousins, one is beautiful but not in good health, and the other is popular and in good health .

These two cousins ​​like him very much.

As for him, he likes the prettier cousin, while his mother likes the other one. "

Look, in fact, the main plot of Dream of Red Mansions is just that.

Wen Tsai tried to open his eyes, "But, the eldest sister and the second sister are both beautiful!"

Song Huanxi: "..."

That's why she doesn't want to tell stories to children!
Always ask some inexplicable questions!

She patiently explained: "These are the protagonist's two cousins, not your eldest sister and second sister."

"Oh," Wen Tsai replied vaguely, "Then these two cousins ​​must really hate each other!"

Song Huanxi raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "Why do you say that?!"

Wen Tsai yawned, his eyes were completely closed, and his mouth seemed to have a piece of candy in it. If you don't listen carefully, you can't hear what he is saying:

"Just like Anzi and I, we both like Bozai's car, but there is only one car, so I hate Anzi, and Anzi hates me too!"

Song Huanxi: "..."

Is the world of children so complicated? !

She couldn't help asking: "Who does Bozai like? You or Anzi?"

Wen Tsai didn't respond to her. Listening carefully, the little boy's breathing was even and long, and he had obviously fallen asleep.

Song Huanxi shook his head, pulled the corner of the quilt, and prepared to put it on Wen Zai's round belly——

The next second, her hand froze in mid-air, and a flash of lightning flashed in her mind, illuminating all unknown places——

At the same time, the words of "no drinking and no joy" resounded in her mind: "...Think about it, which two characters are more likely to have conflicts when they are together?"

Among Baoyu, Daiyu, and Baochai, it is naturally Daiyu and Baochai!
Wrong, she was wrong!

She was wrong from the very beginning!
The plot should be based on the relationship between Daiyu and Baochai, so that the conflict will be at its most intense!

The story will be more enticing too!
After figuring this out, the spark of inspiration that had been extinguished turned from dark to bright in an instant, bursting suddenly, and a gorgeous long river of inspiration emerged.

Song Huanxi couldn't lie down anymore, she carefully got up from the bed, tiptoed out of the bedroom, and closed the door softly——

As soon as he turned around, he quickly lit the lamp as if he was stepping on a fire, and then quickly ran to the table, grabbed the pen, pulled off the cap, and didn't even have time to put the cap back on the pen holder!
Just pick up the pen and start writing hard!

"After Daiyu asked Xueyan, she didn't really expect her to answer. Seeing that she was embarrassed, she didn't make things difficult for her, and softly ordered, 'Bring me my hydrangea.'"

"Xueyan didn't move immediately, she looked worried, 'Miss, it's still early, sleep a little longer!'

Daiyu waved her hand and coughed twice: "You have been with me for so long, don't you know what's going on with me?"It's hard to fall asleep when you wake up, so instead of tossing and turning, find something to do! '

Xueyan sighed softly: "I don't know why, but I just hope that Miss will get better!" '

......"

Song Huanxi wrote with all his heart, and didn't know that shortly after she left, Wen Zai opened his eyes in a daze, as if he was still in a dream for a while, but after a while, he realized that the elder sister ran away again!
Wen Tsai lay on the bed and pulled the quilt over his head, but the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He felt that there were ghosts and ghosts outside the quilt, so he lifted the quilt again and looked out carefully.

The little boy muttered: "Wenzai is not afraid, my sister said, Wenzai is a brave boy!"

"Ugh-"

He retracted his head at once, and through the quilt, he still felt numbness on his skin, as if something invisible was touching him!

Wenzai is so scared!
Why hasn't the elder sister come back yet!

Across the door, Song Huanxi's writing became smoother and smoother. In the end, the healthy characters flew like flying, and each word seemed to fly away from the paper.

The handwriting is also becoming increasingly difficult to read.

After she finished writing, when she looked up, there was already a twilight outside the window, and there were bursts of soreness in her neck.

Song Huanxi raised her hand to cover her neck, turned around, let out a comfortable moan, gathered the manuscript on the table, and put it aside—she didn't want to read it a second time for now!
Yawning and going back to the room, he first took a look at Wen Tsai, the little boy was lying motionless on the bed, sleeping soundly like a little frog.

It's so cute!

The corners of Song Huanxi's lips curled up, he quietly climbed onto the bed, and fell asleep quickly.

The little frog moved, and the quilt was quietly opened a slit, revealing Wen Tsai's red eyes.

After staring at Song Huanxi's profile for a while, the little boy let out a long breath and slowly fell asleep.

……

Early the next morning, the pair of siblings who had stayed up all night naturally couldn't get up, but Song Huanyun ran to lift Song Huanxi's quilt energetically, and shouted loudly: "Sister, sister, get up!"

Get up and make money!
Song Huanxi seemed to have thousands of troops in his mind, and they were fighting against each other fiercely. The cry of the second sister was like a thunderbolt on the battlefield, which made her almost vomit.

Song Huanxi sat up straight with a blank face, grabbed her pillow stuffed with tea stalks, and threw it at her second child——

From the bedroom to the living room, the second child hid in the bathroom and begged for mercy.

Wen Zai really wanted to get up and watch this big show, but in the end he lost to Grandpa Zhou. He even said he couldn't play chess, and the white-bearded grandfather even asked him to pile up blocks!
Song Huanxi was really sleepy, so he gave the second child a few dollars and sent her to take the tram to the entrance of the theater first.

The Kowloon Theater is located in the downtown area of ​​Kowloon. There are three religions and nine streams, and dragons and snakes are mixed together. Song Huanxi is not going to take Wenzai there.

The siblings slept head to head again for more than half an hour. Song Huanxi struggled to get up, washed himself, and then woke up Wenzai. He took a towel that had been thrown in warm water, and first woke up the younger brother, and told him to do it himself. wash up.

They also put on the snacks specially asked for by the second sister, a total of five kinds, bowl cakes, white sugar cakes, sugar, fish eggs, plus a five-spice peanuts, three sweet and two salty, divided into two lunch boxes.

After loading Wenzai's favorite building blocks and comic books, Song Huanxi led Wenzai to the school.

Wen Tsai looked confused: "Sister, isn't today a rest?"

Song Huanxi lowered his head and smiled at his younger brother: "Yes, your second sister and I are free to sell snacks on the rest day. My sister asked a beautiful aunt to take care of you, okay?"

Wen Tsai pursed his mouth and didn't speak.

Song Huanxi knew that this meant unwillingness, so she squatted down immediately, looked directly into the younger brother's eyes, and said as gently as possible: "Wenzai is too young, there are many people in the place where sister and second sister go, sister can't take care of you .”

After a pause, the corners of her mouth drooped downward, and she wanted to cry: "If Wenzai is lost, my sister will die of grief!"

Wen Zai opened his dark eyes, and sighed like a little adult: "Okay! Then you have to pick me up early!"

Bozai's car, see Chapter 016.