The group’s favorite little Fuwa in the rebirth era

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no sign of stopping until they got home.

It was past five o'clock when they got home, it was already dark, and the lights hanging in the house had been lit early.

"Father." As soon as Su Qinghe entered the yard, she saw a familiar figure in the corridor.

After receiving the familiar response, Su Qinghe couldn't wait to walk over, so she couldn't wait to run out from under her brother's umbrella and run towards her father.

Su Jianguo didn't feel a smile when he saw his daughter. Seeing that his daughter was about to run over, he hurried to meet her while telling her to run slower. The snow suddenly fell so heavily that the road was slippery before it could be cleared.

"Uncle." Running to the corridor, Su Qinghe realized that the uncle had also returned.

Su Jianjun looked enviously at the relationship between the father and daughter, unlike the boys in his family.

But he also remembered that his son was right behind, so he didn't force himself to join in the fun of the father and daughter, and stood there waiting for his son to come up.

Su Qingzhao looked at the back of his sister running away amusedly, and saw that she ran up safely, then he turned his eyes to his father beside his uncle.

"Dad." Putting away the umbrella, Su Qingzhao called out with a smile.

"Hey." The father and son hadn't seen each other for a while, and suddenly they were a little unfamiliar, but they couldn't hide their joy when they saw both of them.

Although Su Jianjun said that the children would not go home for so long after they came back, but when they saw the children, their thoughts disappeared completely.

"I'm taller and stronger." Su Jianjun patted his son's shoulder. He didn't know when all the children grew taller than him.

Su Qingzhao said this to her father with a light smile, and the father and son followed behind Su Qinghe and his daughter.

The two Su Jianguo brothers returned to the old house at the same time. Su Jianguo came a little earlier, after breakfast, and Su Jianjun came later, coming back around noon.

But the luck of the two brothers was not very good. They didn't expect to have a chance. Not only did they not see a few children, but they were also scolded by Su's mother.

It's strange that their child took so long to come to see, especially Su Jianguo was scolded even more, his daughter was only in high school, and the couple hadn't seen each other for so long to see the child a few times.

The child is sensible, but the two old people feel distressed when they look at it. Her brothers have been following their parents since they were young. When she was the youngest, they threw the child down instead.

Mother Su sometimes couldn't help but tell the old man about it when she thought of this, is it important to have children no matter how busy she is at work.

If Su Qinghe knew that her grandparents called her so pitiful, she might be dumbfounded. She really didn't think she was so pitiful.

Even if mom and dad are at home, they can see each other in the morning and evening, not to mention that sometimes she will rest directly at school when there are classes in the evening.

"Are you obediently back?" Voices from outside were vaguely heard in the living room.

"Mom." Before Su Qinghe entered the room, people in the living room heard her voice.

As soon as she walked into the living room, there was a rush of heat in front of her. As soon as she was pulled to sit down by her mother, Su Qinghe felt that she was sweating.

Auntie didn't care about her at the moment, Su Qinghe was behind her eldest brother, her eyes lit up when she saw her eldest brother, she pulled her son and questioned her.

Su Qinghe saw her elder brother's helpless face, and couldn't help but sniggered. The elder brother who had always been dignified in front of them also looked like this in front of his aunt.

Wang Xiujuan noticed her daughter taking off her coat and rolling up her sleeves, so she guessed that she was hot.

This child has been afraid of heat since he was a child. In winter, the heater is turned on at home and he wears the same clothes as in summer. Wearing a sweater at this moment must be too hot.

It just so happened that she brought her a lot of clothes this time, so you can go and see if you like it, and change it up.

Hearing that there were new clothes, Su Qinghe's attention was immediately drawn away, and she was dragged to try on clothes without her mother's urging.

It's also fortunate that the cloakroom that the family made for her was large, and someone at home cleaned and tidied it up. Otherwise, every time there were so many clothes, her cloakroom would be full within a few days.

When she returned to her courtyard room, before Su Qinghe went to the cloakroom, she was the first to see the things on the coffee table.

Among them were those brought by her parents, as well as gifts from her uncle and aunt. Before she could look at the clothes, Su Qinghe was so attracted by these gifts that she couldn't walk.

It was Wang Xiujuan who said that these gifts belonged to her and that she could look at them slowly, so she reluctantly pulled her away.

But in the cloakroom, Su Qinghe looked at the new corner, and couldn't care less about the gifts outside.

Su Qinghe happily put every piece of clothing in front of her body and gestured. Her mother had a very good vision, and the clothes she brought were all very suitable for her.

Moreover, there are many styles of clothes brought every time, and there will not be only one type. Although Su Qinghe may not be able to wear many clothes, looking at them makes her feel good.

Some clothes don't have to be worn, as long as they are there to admire, it will make people happy, just like her jewelry, calligraphy and paintings.

When trying on clothes, Su Qinghe's ball hair was messed up in a few strokes, and she simply let her hair down.

After changing more than a dozen clothes in a row, Su Qinghe felt a little tired, and was too lazy to change in the suspender dress she just changed.

Anyway, these clothes have been cleaned and can be worn directly.

Seeing her daughter's messy hair, Wang Xiujuan simply took a comb to help her tidy it up.

Su Qinghe comfortably rested her head on her mother's lap. The tip of her nose was full of mother's smell. Her scalp was a little tense after a day's hair tie.

Wang Xiujuan often helps her daughter comb her hair. She is very skilled in her movements and knows how to make her feel comfortable. She even uses her fingertips to relax her scalp when she is done combing.

The mother and daughter were also whispering together, mostly Wang Xiujuan was asking, and Su Qinghe was answering.

Although I haven't seen my parents for almost half a month, there is no stranger between mother and daughter, and they are still very close.

Although Su Qinghe has an aloof image in front of outsiders, she is actually quite good at acting like a baby in front of her family.

At this moment, the arms around mother's waist are not loose, and the bedroom is full of mother and daughter's laughter.

Wang Xiujuan stroked her daughter's long black and thick hair with one hand. After a few strokes, her long hair was very soft and smooth to the touch.

Not to mention others, Su Qinghe herself is very satisfied with her long hair. Although she has put in a lot of effort behind this satisfaction, it is very troublesome to wash her hair every time. All kinds of things, but every time she looks at her long hair, she feels it's worth it.

After resting, Wang Xiujuan took a hairband that was the same color as her daughter's skirt, and nimbly braided her a fishbone braid hanging on her chest.

Paired with her skirt, she is very gentle and ladylike.

Su Qinghe seldom hairstyles herself, mainly because she finds it troublesome, at most she just wears a ponytail or a ball head, and only her mother, grandma, and auntie have the patience to do various hairstyles for her.

When they arrived at the living room in the front yard, before they got close, the mother and daughter heard voices coming from inside.

It seems that the brothers are all back.

Before Su Qinghe came back, she thought they were the latest to arrive home, but she didn't expect her brothers to be later than them.

Sure enough, as soon as the mother and daughter entered, they saw that Nuo Da's living room was full of people, and even grandpa had returned.

The older brothers were indeed much more lively at home. Even though the Spring Festival hadn't arrived yet, Su Qinghe could already feel the atmosphere of the New Year.

When they entered, the fourth brother was complaining about a classmate in their class, who smelled like he hadn't bathed in hundreds of years.

When they went abroad, they found that the most difficult thing to adapt to was not the diet, but the different living habits of each person, especially some foreigners with heavy body odor.

Su Qinghe listened to his brother describe that every time he went to class, he had to give a psychological suggestion.

When he went to class on the first day, he was almost vomited by the smell of the classroom.

"Can you imagine what it's like to have body odor and foot odor mixed with curry smell in a classroom?" Su Qingyan almost went crazy when he thought of the first days, and wanted to come back many times.

"Someone tried to cover up his body odor with perfume." He almost passed out on a hot day.

Listening to his description, Su Qinghe frowned, unable to bear just thinking about it.

Su Qingheng nodded in agreement with deep sympathy. He didn't know the situation when he first went, and he hadn't purchased all the things for the apartment, so he wanted to go to the school's gym.

As a result, before entering, I was directly forced back by the smell inside.

However, there are bad and good, and many of their resources are currently beyond the reach of the country.

"But with our current development speed, it will be a matter of time to catch up with them," the second brother saw that Grandpa's expression was wrong, and quickly changed his words. "Even surpassing them is only a matter of time."

Seeing her second brother's strong desire to survive, Su Qinghe couldn't help but hold back her laughter.

But she still agrees with the red color for what the second brother said. As someone who has seen the future world, the development of their country is really rapid, and it will be a matter of time before they catch up with them.

"Don't mess around outside." Grandpa still warned them.

While everyone was talking, the dishes were served.

It was half a year ago that the whole family sat and ate together so neatly.

After eating a meal for more than an hour and no one left the table, Su Qinghe noticed that the faces of grandpa, uncle, father and the others were all red from drinking.

Grandma stopped grandpa from drinking less, but grandpa was not happy, and the juniors laughed straight at them, how could you see grandpa like this on weekdays.

After the meal, the whole family drank some wine more or less, and even Su Qinghe unknowingly took a few sips of fruit wine with no alcohol content.

Sweet and sour, Su Qinghe was still a little bit reluctant after taking the last sip, and smacked the aftertaste with her small mouth.

At the beginning, she didn't feel any changes, but later, she felt that her face seemed to be hot, and her head was a little dizzy, and she held the finished cup to her face to cool down in a daze.

"Mom, I still want to drink." Su Qinghe handed the cup to her mother in a daze.

Everyone chatted happily and didn't notice that she was drinking.

It was Wang Xiujuan who heard that something was wrong with her daughter's voice, and realized that she hadn't known when she drank.

"Is this how drunk you are?" Wang Xiujuan looked at the dizzy girl and startled her.

Su Qinghe thought her mother was talking to her, propped her chin with one hand, and gesticulated with the cup with the other hand, "Hey, drink it, drink so much."

The skin on the cheeks was translucent and pink, and the bright eyes became misty, and he muttered to drink more.

For a moment, everyone at the table was looking at her, and Su Qinghe still didn't know it, screaming and wanting to drink.

"Guaiai is still a little drunkard." Someone beside him laughed.

Unexpectedly, when everyone was not paying attention, she secretly tasted the wine, and the glass should only be enough for one or two sips, so she couldn't help drinking.

"Mom," Su Qinghe pouted dissatisfiedly without hearing her mother's voice, "I still want to drink."

Wang Xiujuan was terrified when she saw her daughter stumbling around, so she hurriedly supported me, lest she lose her temper and coax her, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

On the other hand, Xu Mei went to get yogurt to relieve her hangover, because she liked to drink yogurt, the yogurt at home has never stopped.

Hastily inserted a straw and fed it to her mouth, "It won't hurt after a sip."

Su Qinghe subconsciously took a sip with the straw in her mouth, and found that it didn't taste like what she just drank, so she shut up and refused to drink.

"No, no." She was so anxious that she kept shaking her head, but she didn't want to drink any more.

Wang Xiujuan put her arms around her daughter and coaxed her patiently, "Would you like to have another sip? If you don't drink, you will feel bad tomorrow."

"No." Su Qinghe looked as if she had been wronged so much. Before her mother could say anything, she pursed her lips. Before everyone could react, they found that she was crying.

The few people who were watching the play just now became anxious when they saw people crying.

"What's the matter, why are you crying?"

"Stop crying, it won't look good if your eyes are swollen from crying."

"What wronged us obediently?"

"Did someone bully us to be good?"

Su Qinghe didn't make a fuss when she cried, she just sat there quietly and shed tears without speaking.

The long eyelashes were covered with teardrops, and the tears were like broken pearls. The corners of the eyes turned red from crying after a while, and there was a soft sobbing sound.

Seeing her like this, everyone was too scared to speak, Su's mother was very distressed, did the child suffer some kind of grievance outside and hide it from the family.

Su Jianguo and his wife were even worse, they had never seen their daughter like this before, and Wang Xiujuan's eyes were red when she saw her like this.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Su Qingheng walked out of the seat first, bent down and hugged him to the sofa.

"Hmm." Su Qinghe didn't know why she was crying, but she couldn't control herself, and finally she felt better when she heard a familiar voice in her ear.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Su Qingheng wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

Under the light, Su Qinghe's skin was white and glowing, the faint pink on her face and the blush at the corners of her eyes were even more obvious.

After being drunk, Su Qinghe's reaction slowed down a lot, and it took a while before she said, "Head, headache, headache, darling."

After finishing speaking, she felt aggrieved again. Seeing that she was about to cry again, Su Qingheng quickly fed her the unfinished yogurt to her mouth.

"Drink it and it won't hurt."

Su Qinghe, whose reaction slowed down, looked at the person in front of her stupidly, as if she wanted to see him clearly. She blinked several times, but it was useless.

"Does it hurt?"

"Yes, it won't hurt after drinking it." Su Qingheng half-coaxed and half-deceived someone to drink a bottle of yogurt.

Su Qinghe who drank the yogurt didn't know if it really had an effect, and finally stopped crying, but she still stared blankly at the front with her eyes open, appearing very docile.