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    In the end, Liu Zi accepted the hair tie.

    He really had nothing to do with Song Yingying.  She was too difficult, for him.  He has no friends since he was a child, and he doesn't know how to get along with others.  If she bullied him maliciously, that's okay, he can beat her up.

    But she is not.  She just wanted to be his friend, and even if he didn't want to be her friend, he couldn't just beat her up for it.

    "Okay, I accept it, let's go!" He raised his chin, with shame and anger shining in his eyes.

    Song Yingying looked at him with a smile, stretched out her hand and said, "Hi, let's get to know each other. My name is Song Yingying, and I will be your little friend from now on."

    Liu Zi looked at her outstretched hand, puzzled: "I know your name is Song Yingying."

    "You have to reach out, give me a shake, and then introduce yourself." Song Yingying told him about the friendship ceremony.

    Liu Zi looked at her white and tender palms, thinking of his dark hands that hadn't been washed, his pupils shrank.

    An uncontrollable malice rose from the bottom of my heart.

    She is such a little girl whom her father loves her mother and her brother and sister-in-law love, she looks fair and clean, she smiles sweetly, and speaks very softly, just like the sweet grass he picked by the river, chewing on it,  Mouthful of sweetness.  How could someone like her make friends with him?

    The right hand behind Liu Zi's back moved.  He is different from her.  He was dirty and smelly, and he had six fingers.

    "Crack!" A crisp voice sounded.

    Song Yingying's outstretched hand was severely knocked down.

    Liu Zi looked at her maliciously and said, "You want to make friends with me? I will bully you! If you are not afraid of being bullied by me, I will make friends with you!"

    He raised his chin, looking arrogant.

    Song Yingying couldn't help snorting, blew on the hand that was hurt by him, rushed over and grabbed his collar: "You made a mistake. I made friends with you because I wanted to bully you. You still want to bully me? You  Dream it!"

    She twisted his waist, and then squeaked him hard.

    The six sons struggled fiercely, but in the end they still couldn't get out of her palm. They were scratched and curled up on the ground, kicking their feet and rolling.

    There are many such brats in the community of Song Yingying's family, and there are even groups of relatives. She has been fighting wits and courage with brats since she was a child.

    She turned him over, let him lie face down on the ground, cut his hands behind his back, and put his knees on his waist: "Are you convinced?"

    The six sons were furious!  How could he have thought that this was a little sweet girl?

    "Not convinced!"

    Song Yingying yelled at him again.

    The six sons were so itchy that they couldn't breathe, and still refused to let go, Song Yingying stopped her hands: "You really don't want to play with me so much?"

    The six sons remained silent.

    "Forget it." She let go of him, "I'll find someone else to play with. You're not the only kid in the village anyway."

    Liu Zi listened to her relaxed tone, as if not being friends with him was just a small matter, and he couldn't help but feel unspeakable feelings in his heart.  He imagined the scene of her playing with others She gave others eggs, mushrooms, cakes, and beautiful hairbands for others

    He stood up abruptly, clutching her clothes tightly.

    Song Yingying couldn't walk, so she stood still, crossed her hands, and looked at him sideways: "What's the matter?"

    Liu Zi's lips were tightly drawn, his little face was flushed with suffocation, and his eyes were as bright as a fire.  But he didn't say a word, just grabbed her clothes vigorously.

    Song Yingying slapped him away unceremoniously: "If you don't play with me, don't grab my clothes!"

    The six sons still didn't let go, and held on even tighter.

    Song Yingying laughed: "Don't let go? That means you want to play with me? Don't you? You want to make friends with me?"

    "Yeah." He choked out a mosquito-like moaning sound.

    Song Yingying felt relieved immediately.  Brat, if you are stubborn with her, you still lose!

    She doesn't care about him either.  This kid is very thin-skinned, if he continues to tease him, he will really get annoyed.  She stretched out her hand and re-introduced herself: "My name is Song Yingying. I am ten years old. I live next to your house. I am afraid of snakes and dare not dig earthworms. I am very greedy and like to dress up."

    Seeing her being so solemn, Liu Zi pursed his lips and slowly loosened the corner of her clothes.  Putting his hands behind his back, he rubbed them hard before reaching out and slowly holding hers.

    Her hands were as soft as bones.  It's white and slippery.  The six sons looked at their bruised, dark, and ugly backs of their hands, and suddenly groaned.A picture or something, I change the clothes for the sixth son?  Look at what he wears every day, it's so ugly.  "

    Mrs. Song frowned immediately.  She doesn't quite agree with the little girl playing with her six sons. There are so many well-behaved and obedient children in the village, who can't she play with?  She sympathizes with the six sons, but she doesn't want the little girl to play with him: "Don't say no, even if you have, stay away from him."

    The village head's wife is not easy to get along with, and it's okay to talk about the children playing close together. If the six sons are wearing their family's clothes, the village head's wife will see it and make sure there is no peace.

    Mrs. Song disagreed, and Song Yingying couldn't do anything about it.

    Instead, Second Brother Song quietly called her into the room and said, "I have an old suit, which is too small to fit, but it's still in good condition, and I haven't even put a patch on it."

    "You want to give the six sons?"

    Second Brother Song grinned: "Tomorrow you go to the field to bring me water, and I'll give you that old dress. I like this dress so much that I didn't ask my mother to tear it apart to make shoes. How about it?"

    "Second brother said this, if you don't give it to me, I'll bring you water!" Song Yingying just finished speaking, when Song's second brother rubbed her head, the siblings were intimate for a while, and then Song Yingying's arms were filled with old clothes.

    After boiling water, poured it into the pot, and sprinkled a handful of sugar into it according to Song Erge's request, Song Yingying carried it to the field.

    I just walked to the ground, and I saw Song Erge talking to someone from a distance, his eyebrows were beaming, and when he saw her, he waved vigorously: "Little sister! This way!"

    Song Yingying felt that Second Brother Song was a bit stupid.  He is sixteen years old this year. According to the age in ancient times, he was able to marry a wife.  But he didn't seem to be enlightened, he didn't talk about his wife, and he wasn't in a hurry.

    Mrs. Song helped him out.  It's just a girl of the right age, beautiful, good-natured, and capable. She didn't talk for a while, but was still looking at each other slowly.

    Mrs. Song is not in a hurry to say daughter-in-law to her two sons.  Brother Song is the daughter-in-law who was married at the age of nineteen, so Mrs. Song is not in a hurry with her second son.  It's late, but I must say something good anyway.  Their family doesn't care about their daughter-in-law, so they have a good reputation. It doesn't matter if their son is older, and besides, he knows how to love others when he is older.

    Song Yingying obediently approached with a teapot in her hand: "Second brother, are you tired? Drink some water and take a rest."

    She didn't know why Second Brother Song insisted on her delivering water, but as a younger sister, being obedient and clever, she would definitely save him face.  Therefore, it is extraordinarily well-behaved.

    Sure enough, Second Brother Song immediately felt refreshed: "Okay! Yingying is here, how can Second Brother not drink?"

    Standing next to him was a short, stocky young man with dark skin and unattractive facial features. At this moment, he pouted at Second Brother Song.

    Second Brother Song smiled at him: "Will you have a bowl? My little sister loves me, so she sprinkled sugar on me."

    The short and stout boy curled his lips, rolled his eyes, and turned away.

    "Tch, jealousy, this is jealousy!" Second Brother Song left in anger, very proud, took out a handful of unknown wild fruits from his pocket, and rewarded Song Yingying: "Hey, take it home and eat it."

    Song Yingying was used to picking up his things, and while stuffing them into her pocket, she asked him, "Second brother, who is that? You specifically asked me to annoy him?"

    Second Brother Song laughed aloud: "How did you guess it? You're so clever, whoever you want?"

    After finishing speaking, he beamed and said authentically: "The youngest son of the village chief's family! Show off his sister every day! Who doesn't have a sister?"

    After Song Yingying listened, she was thoughtful.  Isn't the village chief's daughter the heroine of this book?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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