Chapter 132 (1/2)

”Good.”

Ye Susu couldn't resist Ms. song's advice, so he took an empty bowl and gave the man some fish soup.

But when she turned around to leave, she just faltered.

With a crack, the soup bowl in her hand swayed for a while. Fortunately, she was stingy. The soup was only seven percent full, so she didn't spill it on the floor.

”Ms. song, your slippers are finally dead.”

Ye Susu tilts her left foot.

When song Yiran looked at it, he couldn't laugh or cry.

The rope on Ye Susu's left slipper was finally worn off.

These are her old shoes. A few days ago, ye Susu came and didn't take the slippers away, because they were from other people's home.

After the mother and son came, song Yiran washed his slippers and gave them to his daughter.

As a result, ye Susu put on the slippers for two days, and the slippers were broken. I don't know if it was her walking and jumping, or the little white dog biting and playing.

I've been talking about it for several days, but it's broken today.

”Then you go to deliver the soup first, and I'll find you another pair.”

Ye Susu happily kicked off the discarded slippers, ”I saw it on the Internet a few days ago, and you still don't let me place an order.”

She muttered about it for several days.

”Things on the Internet are of poor quality. I asked you to go to the store yesterday, but you didn't take it yourself. ”

Yesterday, when she came back from shopping, ye Susu was still reading about the cat slippers she saw in the shop. She wanted to buy them, but she was puzzled about the style. When she came back, she discussed with Ye Xun about the best color.

When song Yiran thought of it, he was speechless.

I don't know whose daughter inherited this selection difficulty.

In addition, originally she was not so stingy. She bought a lot of impractical things at home. She said it was for live broadcast, but she was not distressed.

”Mommy will wear mine first.”

Ye Xun held his small rice bowl, puffed his cheeks and looked down,

he stretched out his feet and gave Ye Susu his slippers.

Song Yiran laughed, ”where can your mother wear yours?”

But just about to get up and look for the shoe cabinet, there was a sudden knock on the door.

”Sister song, I'll give you a new year's gift package. Everyone has it. I'm very happy.”

Song Yiran was stunned on the spot and recognized that this was a member of the neighborhood committee.

”Happy new year, Xiao Chen.”

”Hey, happy new year. Take it. I'm going to see you off.”

With two or three bags of red shopping bags in his hand, he went to the next door and knocked.

After knocking for a long time, the door didn't open, but there was a sound inside and asked him to put the things at the door.

The corner of song Yiran's mouth turned up and he took something to walk into the room.

”Grandma, what is a gift bag?”

Ye Xun was curious with his chopsticks.

He's never confiscated New Year's gift bags in the past, not in the city at all.

However, song Yiran got it for the first time. After living for so many years, he has never seen the neighborhood committee give gifts.

She is not a lonely old man, nor is she any advanced person who has contributed.

But the child was interested, so song Yiran handed it to him and let him see it first.

”You take it down, grandma doesn't know.”

Ye Susu is also interested in curiosity to kill the cat.

She took the fish soup, simply did not go, bent down to join the fun.

”The shopping bag seems to be full. Is there any surprise in it?”

Song Yiran has a little guess in his heart. Looking at his daughter's bright red face, he doesn't speak, but his expression is already a little satisfied.

”Ah

As soon as he opened the shopping bag, he put his hand in and let out a cry of surprise.

Ye Susu glared, ”what is it? Did something bite you? ”

Ye Xun's surprised face was amused by his mother.

He grabbed mommy's hand and asked her to put it in the shopping bag.

Now, ye Susu also said.

”What's the matter?”

Song Yiran shook back from his mind.

But what she looked up and saw was Ye Susu's little surprise and a pair of girl powder slippers she took out of her shopping bag.

”What a coincidence, I'm out of luck again...”

Ye Susu sighed.

Song Yiran helped her forehead.

Ye Susu and his children often play in the yard, and they both make a lot of noise.

The sound insulation effect of the old house is average.

Several times in the kitchen, she could hear their mother and son's thoughts.

Ye Susu read slippers for a long time, and slippers came.

It's reasonable to say that after winning so many awards, her daughter should have a clear idea of her luck, but she also believes that she is a koi.

Song Yiran couldn't help feeling.

Sure enough, there are reasons for not doing well in school.The child really doesn't follow her logic.

”Su Su...”

Song Yiran wants to talk but stops.

But ye Susu put a warm and cool gray knitted scarf around her neck.

”Mom, there's this scarf in the gift bag. It looks good on you.”

Song Yiran was stunned.

And her share?

She lowered her head and reached for it. She felt that the stitching was fine and soft. The dark gray matched her age. She kept a low profile and didn't make public. She also wore most of her black clothes.

It's like it was screened out by understanding her aesthetics.

”Grandma, good looking...”

Ye Xun next to him raised his thumb to praise.

But after boasting, his mouth was a little shriveled. His head turned to the shopping bag and peeped into it. His cheek was depressed.

I don't seem to have his share. I feel a little aggrieved.

Song Yiran is also a little unconvinced, ”just these two things?”

No for the kids?

Ye Susu shows his hand.

Song Yiran takes his shopping bag and turns it over. It's also a hurry to turn over his old face.

How can this leave out the child's things.

She is old. It doesn't matter whether she has a gift or not. Children are the people who are looking forward to the gift during the Spring Festival.

Ye Xun at the small table quietly picked up his small rice bowl and put a mouthful of white rice in his mouth. He even forgot to clip the dishes for himself.

Song Yiran loves his children and annoys someone.

”Susu, let's not send the soup next door. Let's think about it.”

”Ah?”

Ms. song changes every second. Ye Susu thinks that she is also a little unpredictable as an adult.

The little white dog outside barked twice and ran in from outside.

There's a little red bag on my head.

Three people a look, Leng.

Look again.

There was also a note on the outside of the bag, on which the words ”dropped” were written.