Hearing the crying, Song Qingfeng and Ren Wenzhou came out of the kitchen immediately. Looking at Wanwan standing under the tree crying loudly, they turned their heads and looked at Yan Shu who was confused. The two of them were confused.

"Shushu, what happened just now?"

Song Qingfeng asked in a warm voice as he walked to the two cubs.

Yan Shu raised his hand and pointed to Wanwan's forehead: "Just just now, the bird fell on Wanwan's head."

Song Qingfeng stopped and Ren Wenzhou was also stunned.

The two looked at each other, looking at the sad and angry child...

The first reaction was to laugh, but it felt that it would hurt Wanwan's fragile heart. She covered the corner of her mouth with her hands, shook her shoulders a few times, and she held back the laughter.

When Xia Zhihuai heard the news that Wanwan was crying, he rushed over immediately.

However, upon learning that Wanwan was being pulled by a magpie on her head, he immediately burst into laughter without hesitation.

Wanwan cried and her fierce eyes rushed towards him.

This brother can't be asked for.

She walked out of the yard with a pile of bird poop, with an expression of "Don't mess with me".

The photographer followed her and pulled the mask on her face. It took a lot of effort to hold back the ridicule.

Wanwan twisted a few steps like a duck, turned around and stared at the camera teacher with resentful eyes: "Don't take pictures, uncle."

"I'll get angry if I shoot again." Wanwan warned seriously.

Xia Zhihuai was slowing down a few steps and walked out of the small yard with a dazzling smile on his face: "That's wrong with you. Shooting is someone else's job. You can't get angry at any innocent people just because you are unlucky and are pulled on by a magpies on your head, right?"

Wanwan's nose wrinkled, and she said with her little face: "Hmph~"

"I don't want to listen." Wanwan turned her head and continued to walk forward. Xia Zhihuai took out a tissue from her pocket and shouted while chasing, "Don't go so fast. The bird shit on her head will fall on your face later. I won't wash it for you."

Wanwan paused, her body suddenly froze, her head remained steady, and her big, smart eyes suddenly glanced forward, and she felt that the poop was about to slide down.

She immediately shouted, "Brother, wipe it off quickly."

Xia Zhihuai stopped behind her, bent down and looked at the bird shit on her head, pinched her nose and said, "Why did you offend those two birds? It actually made the little animals so angry that they smelled you."

Wanwan pursed her lips, took a few deep breaths, and retorted: "I didn't mess with them, I just asked them to cooperate with my performance."

"Forget it, they didn't achieve cooperation, they even threw their poops at me. Madam is no longer virtuous!"

Wanwan accused indignation and pointed at her excitedly, obviously she was extremely angry.

Xia Zhihuai raised his hand and pressed her little cerebral stool and comforted her: "I know, I know, you're very angry. They don't have martial ethics, but I'm rubbing the bird shit on your hair. Don't move around, be careful to fall out of your mouth in a while."

Wanwan covered her mouth with her hands and stood obediently for him to clean up.

Xia Zhihuai used a tissue to twist the bird shit on her head, then wiped it repeatedly with a clean tissue for a long time, lowered his head and sniffed it on her head.

"What should I do? It's still delicious." Xia Zhihuai threw the tissue into the trash can on the roadside and said sympathetically, "You have been pickled and tasted, are you going to go back to wash your hair?"

Wanwan nodded vigorously, but suddenly remembered her original intention of provoking two magpies, and looked back at Yan Shu who was standing at the gate of the courtyard with a worried look on her face.

She stood there and hesitated, making a difficult choice.

"Brother, wait for me, I'll call Shushu over."

Wanwan thinks that it is more important than being thrown into a poop.

She ran back to Yan Shu like a rabbit and pulled him: "Let's go, I'll take you to my house to play."

"I will prove to you after I finish washing my hair, and I am a little fairy."

Yan Shu was pulled and ran away by her and hesitated: "No, no, you don't need it, Wanwan."

"Actually, there is no need to prove it, I believe you."

Wanwan frowned: "Your words are not sincere at all, um... perfunctory, just perfunctory."

"I'm really awesome."

Xia Zhihuai watched Wanwan run back with Yan Shu, stared at Yan Shu's face and looked at him for a few more times, as if he understood why Wanwan was obsessed with making him happy.

He seemed to be able to understand some of his face now, and Yan Shu's seal hall seemed to be covered with a light dark color.

It was obviously the same face as before, but it gave him a dark feeling.

...

Although the house they live in is not very good and looks dilapidated, fortunately there is a bathroom.

Xia Zhihuai checked and found that the water heater was good and the water inside was full.

He put a basin of warm water, asked Wanwan to move a stool, and prepared to wash her hair by the small pool in the yard.

Wanwan looked at the little stool and complained, "I don't want to squat, I'm so tired."

My brother washed her hair before and asked her to squat in the bathroom, keeping her head down, but in the end she still made her face full of foam.

Xia Zhihuai sat on the stool and patted his legs: "Come here, lie on my legs and wash."

Wanwan thought for a while, lay obediently on his legs, raised her buttocks, and shook her short legs.

Xia Zhihuai slapped her ass: "Don't move, water will pour into your neck later."

Qu Xiunan took out a plastic scoop from the kitchen, scooped up a scoop of water, and slowly poured it on Wanwan's head.

"The water is about to enter your eyes." Wanwan said in a muffled voice.

Xia Zhihuai said speechlessly: "So why don't you close your eyes? Do you want me to say this again?"

Wanwan realized it later and replied in a short while: "Oh~"

Yan Shu was carrying a small stool and sat aside watching Wanwan wash her hair. Suddenly, she said, "My mother had washed my hair like this before."

Wanwan listened to the sound of water, and after a scoop of water was finished, she slowly spoke: "Then you are very happy, I don't even have my mother's."

Yan Shu's expression on her face was a little confused, and she looked at Xia Zhihuai, who was squeezing shampoo with her head down.

Xia Zhihuai pressed a pump of liquid, paused his hands slightly, and said to Yan Shu: "Wanwan really has no mother, her parents both died in a car accident."

Yan Shu had a good tutor, and immediately apologized after he came back to his senses: "I'm sorry, Wanwan."

He shouldn't mention these things.

Wanwan suddenly looked up and said warmly at Yan Shu with a warm smile: "No need to be sorry, I don't have a mom and dad, but I have an older brother."

"My brother can wash my hair."

"Brother is very virtuous occasionally~"

Although most of the time, it has nothing to do with the word "virtue".

Her head-up action caused water to pour into her neck all at once, and Xia Zhihuai's face and chest were also thrown into many traces of water.

Xia Xianhui Housewife, Zhihuai, was now staring at the little kid who was lying on his lap with gritted teeth: "Tao Wanwan, be honest, be careful to tie you up for a while."

"Water pours into your neck, don't howl and scream at me later."
Chapter completed!