Uncle, be gentle, it hurts

Five years later.

White vineyard, France. Under the grape trellis, a beautiful looking woman was wearing a floral dress and loose chestnut curly hair. Her eyes were long and narrow, and her eyes were naturally tilted up, which outlined a little bit of beauty. She was about 25 years old and looked like she was just in her early twenties

It didn't leave any trace on her face. It seemed to precipitate some beautiful breath for her. She not only had more amorous feelings than when she was 20 years old, but also had more charm in the radian of her soft lips.

Putting the grapes in his hand on the stone table under the grape trellis, Cui Xiaoli looks at the three bear children who are playing happily on the other side.

Xiaowu was held in her arms by Xiaowu, who was half of her head. Her eyes, which were as dark as obsidian, were full of tears. She looked so anxious that she was about to cry.

But Xiaowu naughtily holds her sister in her arms and asks Xiaowu stubbornly in her milk voice, "does my sister like my brother or my brother?" Xiaowu takes a look at the big dirty, whose breath is clear and cold. His face is very delicate and beautiful. His brother's dark eyes are as beautiful as his own. But when he looks at people, he's afraid for no reason. Xiaowu's eyes are covered with tears, and he can't help but say against his heart, "happy

Brother Huan

Small dirty not happy, a pair of mother's narrow eyes staring at sister, milky voice become ferocious tunnel, "sister in the end like brother, or like brother?"

The younger brother is too fierce and his voice is too terrible. Xiaowu, who has always been quiet and lovely, was scared and subconsciously changed his words. In his soft voice, he cried, "Xiaowu likes his younger brother..."

Xiaowu is still dissatisfied. He shakes Xiaowu's body hard and asks, "really, my sister said at the beginning that she liked my brother, but now she likes my brother again?"

This time, Xiaowu cried directly. Looking at his elder brother, he cried, "Xiaowu likes his elder brother, Xiaowu likes his elder brother..."

Little dirty tone became fierce again, a pair of obsidian eyes full of condemnation and displeasure, "sister in the end like brother, or like brother, don't tell the truth, I will hit you!"

With that, Xiaowu waved his fist fiercely towards Xiaowu.

My younger brother is too cruel... Little dirty with dim tears is sweating all over, so I have to say in a soft voice, "I like my younger brother..."

"But at the beginning, my sister said that she liked my brother and didn't like my brother..."

……

Cui Xiaoli couldn't see it any more. If she went on, her little dirty house would be damaged by her brother. She suddenly yelled, "big dirty, small dirty, small dirty, don't play, come and eat grapes for me."

On hearing this, Xiaowu did not bother her sister any more and ran over happily.

Xiaowu is forgetful and has a good temper. He is still a snack. Then he runs over with short legs.

The grapes on the plate are crystal clear, full and good-looking, like delicate crystals. There is beautiful water on them. A bite of them is watery and sweet. They are children's favorite fruit.

Cui Xiaoli looked at the two children in front of him and felt that he liked them all. Her eyes were as like as two peas, black grapes, bright and sparkling, and when they looked at people, they felt very pleased. Their faces looked like her, but now they are still small. The faces of children are soft and soft, and their mouths and nose are like her.

I knew it would be a beautiful woman in the future.

But she is too quiet and gentle. She is often bullied and cried by Xiaowu. She doesn't speak. She even has a small mouth and tears silently. She looks very pitiful and... Ugly. I don't know who she is like.

Xiaowu has the same eyes as Cui Xiaoli. Her eyes are long and narrow, and her eyes are naturally upturned. Her lips are also like Cui Xiaoli. Her nose is high and delicate. She looks like her father. Although he was born the latest and suffered from malnutrition since childhood, Xiaowu is the most mischievous and mischievous of the three children. When he grows up, he must be a troublemaker, and also a troublemaker who can make trouble for little girls. All the foreign girls in the neighborhood are killed

He cried several times.

Big pollution

Cui Xiaoli looks to the direction of big pollution. He is still squatting there. He doesn't know what he is doing. He doesn't mean to come to eat grapes.

Cui Xiaoli couldn't help but walk over. He squatted down and touched his eldest son's head. He asked softly, "big dirty, why don't you come here to eat grapes?"

Da Wu dodged Cui Xiaoli's hand and said impatiently, "don't touch my head! Don't call me dirty Mingming's voice is also full of the milk of a child. Mingming is still a child's face, but his face is expressionless. His Obsidian eyes are clear and cold, and his lips are thin. They are tightly compressed into a line. The outline of the whole person's facial features and facial lines add up,

It's a miniature version of his father. He's just like his father. He always looks like a stranger. Apart from occasionally talking to Xiao Wu and Xiao Wu, Da Wu is not sociable. Even talking to her is cold. Cui Xiaoli is very worried about the child's healthy growth. However, Da Wu's IQ is very high and he can't learn anything

Come on, that's like his father.

Therefore, every time she saw the child, Cui Xiaoli was very distressed, because when she saw Da Wu, she would think of his father, and her heart was aching.

Thinking, Cui Xiaoli pinched the position of the ring finger of his right hand, where there had been no ring for a long time.

However, with the passage of time, Cui Xiaoli's life focuses on his work and three children. Now the pain has faded a lot.

Cui Xiaoli pinched his expressionless face when he was young. "Why can't mom touch you? Big dirty, you are so bad, mother will be sad! "

He was pinched and his dirty little face turned red. He patted away Cui Xiaoli's hand and said, "don't touch my face! All said, don't call me dirty! How awful Cui Xiaoli was amused and pinched his little face. He said with a smile, "I have a better taste than your father. I know big dirt is not good. However, this is the name given by your father. I can't change it. My mother will give you another one later

What a nice name, isn't it? "

Big dirty did not speak, but did not hide Cui Xiaoli's hand, just a little face more red.

The more Cui Xiaoli looked at his son, the more he felt that his son was cute. He touched his little head and said, "good son, go and eat grapes. Next time my mother will buy pomegranate for you, OK?"

Dawu likes pomegranate, just like his father. It's full of characteristics that she can't forget.

On hearing this, Da Wu stood up and walked to the stone table. He ate grapes with Xiao Wu and Xiao Wu.

Cui Xiaoli straightened up and stood not far away. Looking at the three children, her eyes flashed with maternal brilliance, and her lips bent involuntarily.

All of a sudden, her head was hurt. A big hand with clear bones kneaded her head hard. She kneaded her beautiful curly hair, which had just been made for a short time. It was like a little madman before she took back her hand. Cui Xiaoli has also been used to this hand, turned back to white the culprit, no good airway, "enough, in front of the children, can you look like an uncle?"