Xiuxiu stared at the tall aunt in front of her, who was beautiful in front of her, and had a perfume smell. It was hard to imagine that this woman torture her best friend in various ways.

"Come on, Xiuxiu, have some candy. This is what my aunt bought in the county town, it's so delicious." Liang Meifen smiled, and a lollipop was still lying in her palm that stretched out.

Xiuxiu looked at the lollipop that was almost the size of her fist and swallowed, feeling that she was about to turn against her.

Damn Candy, why do you have to grow up so big?

Damn pigment, why do you have to be so red, green and so purple?

Ah! Cheng Xiuxiu is a very upright person. I will not eat what the old witch gives me. I will not betray Xingxing.

She swallowed her saliva again, shook her head, looked up at the aunt and said, "Auntie, I won't eat it, you should leave it to Xingxing. Xingxing likes to eat candy, I, (Guru), I don't like it, I really don't like it."

Liang Meifen stretched out her other slender arm, gently touched Xiuxiu's little head, and smiled gently, "It's okay, Xiuxiu, come on, take it, Xingxing has eaten a lot, she can't eat it anymore, otherwise her teeth will be broken."

Although Xiuxiu is very young, she is not a big fool.

If Xingxing often had candy, Cheng Xiuxiu would dare to twist her head off as a football kick.

However, since this witch said this, don't be idle.

Xiuxiu thought, I took this candy and just treat it as avenging Xingxing.

She grabbed the big lollipop in Liang Meifen's hand and said sweetly: "Thank you aunt."

"Xiuxiu is so good." Liang Meifen touched Xiuxiu's head intimately.

Xiuxiu was very resistant, but she still pretended to be smiling. When the woman left, she ran to Xingxing at the door of the main hall with disgust and made a vomiting face at Xingxing.

The stars are laughing and crying.

After breakfast, the two of them went out with their schoolbags. After walking a long way, Xiuxiu took out the lollipop from the schoolbag and threw it directly to Xingxing: "I will not eat that woman's things for you."

"Why don't you eat it?" Xingxing was holding the huge lollipop, a little puzzled.

"Hmph." Xiuxiu raised her chin, "That woman is so bad, her things must be bad too. After eating her things, I'm afraid I will be as bad as her in the future. I won't eat it."

"Since that's the case, why do you still need to take it?"

"Follower, of course, it's for you." Xiuxiu pouted, "This woman is really good at pretending. She pretends to be a good person in front of others, but she is actually so bad to you. I hate such people the most."

Xingxing frowned and said in a soft voice: "Maybe, she is not bad, just because I'm more annoying."

This is the only explanation that Xingxing can think of.

If this is not the case, why would my mother be so good to other children who come to play at home, but only to her?

Maybe, it's really because she's very annoying.

Therefore, the biological mother abandoned her and grandfather left her.

She looked up at the blue sky and thought to herself, how can she become a good child who is not annoying? Where did she not do well enough? Has she eaten too much? Did she not do enough work? Or is her academic performance not good enough?

After self-doubting for a while, Xiuxiu's words interrupted her thoughts: "Oh, Xingxing, what's wrong with your feet?"

Xiuxiu suddenly stopped, stared at Xingxing's red ankles and shouted: "Xingxing, why are your feet so fat and so red?"

Xingxing lowered his head and said calmly: "Oh, it's okay, I was just accidentally scalded by the soup."

"Oh my God, is this okay?" Xiuxiu shouted, "Your feet are swollen like pig's trotters, no, they should be swollen like dumplings."

Xingxing grinned and said, "It's really okay, it doesn't hurt."

Although this was a lie that she told was not to worry about Xiuxiu, in fact, she had experienced the pain that was more painful than this, so naturally she would not feel that the pain of not seeing the wound or blood would be too painful.

Moreover, Xiuxiu is her best friend, and she no longer wants to let her good friends worry about her.

It’s okay if you feel sad and uncomfortable, why bother to make the people you care about sad?

Seeing Xiuxiu frown and staring at her feet, she smiled and said, "Xiuxiu, I really don't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all. If you don't believe me, I'll jump to you and see it, look good."

Xingxing gritted his teeth, tried his best, and jumped hard, and he really jumped up.

However, after taking the feet into the air and landing, the situation became a little different.

The acceleration of gravity of her body made her fall apart.

Seeing Xingxing falling to the ground, grinning in pain, Xiuxiu quickly squatted down and said in a distressed and angry manner: "Zhou Xingxing, I found that you are such a big fool. Your feet are so painful that you can't stand steadily, but you are still dancing. Why don't you tell your father to ask your father to buy you another pair of new shoes?"

Xingxing sat on the ground, rubbed his ankles, and said flatteringly, "You think I am the same as you. Your mother loves you so much. Your mother will buy you whatever you want, but I am different. I even got these shoes after asking for a long time. Moreover, because of these shoes, my mother had a fight with my father last night. If I wanted to buy another pair of new shoes, I wouldn't dare to think about the consequences."

"Oh." Xiuxiu shook her head and sighed, with a bit of a little adult attitude, "Forget it, who told me to be your sister? Come on, let's change my shoes, my feet are fatter, you should be able to wear them."

"Who said you are my sister? I'm older than you?"

"Touch yourself, how big are you? Your arms are not as thick as me, your waist is not as round as me, and your flesh in your whole body is not as heavy as me. How big are you than me?"

"As you say, my pigs are much larger than you. Do you want to call my pigs as your sister?"

"Yes, sister."

A sweet sentence from my sister made Xingxing grin. Suddenly, she raised her face again and said angrily: "Cheng Xiuxiu!"

"Hey, sister, let's change your shoes."

After a while fighting, the two changed their shoes.

Sure enough, Xiuxiu's pig's trotters are relatively fat and has a lot of meat. The size of the shoes she wears is two sizes larger than that of children of the same age.

As a result, Xingxing felt much more comfortable wearing her shoes. Although her feet were still swollen and painful after being scalded by hot soup, at least they did not feel like needles.

However, Xiuxiu was not that comfortable. Xingxing's shoes were too small for her. Although this size was just right for Xingxing, Xingxing was so thin that the shoes she could wear were too small for Xiuxiu.

However, she had no injuries on her feet. Although she was wearing the stars' shoes, it didn't hurt.

"Let's go." Xiuxiu pushed Xingxing, held her hand, and walked forward, nagging, "It's strange, why are we the same age, but your feet are so much smaller than mine? Why is this? Is it really just because I can eat two bowls of rice in one meal and you can only eat one bowl?"

Xingxing frowned: "It shouldn't be the reason."

"Do you think so too?" Xiuxiu turned her head happily and looked at Xingxing and said happily, "Actually, I think so too, but my mother always says I am fat and says I have eaten too much. But I don't think it's a lot to eat two bowls of rice in one meal."

"Yes, there are not many rice dishes for a meal. In fact, when my grandfather was still alive, I could eat two bowls of rice at a meal." Xingxing still frowned.

"Then you tell me, why am I so fat?"

"Well, my grandfather said before that pigs can be very fat if they are fed three meals a day. If they are fed five meals, then there is no need to mention them."

Xiuxiu squinted her eyes: "I eat five meals a day because I saw the TV saying that I should eat less and more meals. Do you understand?"

"What people are talking about eating less and more meals, not every meal will be eaten with two bowls of rice and various snacks."

Xiuxiu:...

Alas, in fact, the appetite is very small. If it weren't for the fact that my mother was the only one supporting the family, she could eat three bowls of rice at a time and still five meals a day.

Alas, the thin man will never understand the emptiness and loneliness of the fat man's stomach.
Chapter completed!