Why is the leader walking on the grass?
If Youyou and the group leader are one, then is it okay to make the group leader cry?
After Su Qingyu put the bear back in the cage, he took out his mobile phone, opened the Mingbao app with his index finger, and ordered a few onions from it.
Then, holding Onion in her arms, she knocked on Youyou's door.
Youyou opened the door and looked a little happy when she saw Su Qingyu.
"It's so rare that you took the initiative to come to me." He squinted his eyes and circled Su Qingyu twice, acting like a child.
Su Qingyu walked into the room.
etc.
Youyou has no hands, how does he open the door?
His door doesn't have a bar handle that you press down, but a round handle that requires twisting.
Is it with your mouth?
Walking into the room, Youyou kicked her little foot, and the door lock closed with a click.
Su Qingyu took out two purple onions from his arms, holding one in each hand, and said to Youyou sincerely: "Would you like to play house?"
Youyou simply agreed: "Okay, I like to play house the most, and I want to play dad."
"Then I'll play grandma." Su Qingyu thought, as a grandma, it should be a very reasonable thing for her to teach her father a lesson and make him cry when he is beaten.
Youyou shook her head dissatisfied: "No, you have to play the mother.
If you don't play mother, I won't play house with you. "
"Okay." Su Qingyu gave Youyou a slap in the face with her backhand.
"Bang!" There was a crisp sound, and the whole room seemed to tremble.
Youyou was beaten so hard that he staggered back, leaving an obvious red mark on his fair cheek. He looked at Su Qingyu in shock, disbelief and surprise intertwined.
Didn't cry.
"Daughter-in-law, why did you hit me?" Youyou was not angry, but got into the role very well.
Su Qingyu took a step forward, touched Youyou's face with her hand, and looked at him affectionately: "Little fool, hitting is kissing, scolding is loving, I hit you because I love you.
Otherwise, think about it, why don’t I hit others?
The effect of force is mutual. If it hits you, it will hurt my heart. "
Then, while Su Qingyu was not paying attention, Su Qingyu pressed his eyes hard with the thumb that had just pinched the onion.
Youyou was in pain and immediately pushed Su Qingyu away with his head. He had no hands and could not rub his eyes. He squeezed his upper and lower eyelids desperately, and his eyes were red. His tone became even more aggrieved: "Domestic violence is wrong."
Still didn't cry.
Su Qingyu really wanted to slap her a few more times, so she began to argue: "Nonsense, this is not domestic violence, this is love, love and love."
"Then I will love you too." Youyou raised his foot to kick Su Qingyu.
Before he could touch Su Qingyu, Su Qingyu immediately fell down on the sofa behind him, held two onions in his arms, glared at Youyou fiercely, and whispered: "The child's father, stop making trouble, look. , you scared the child to tears."
Youyou nervously ran to Su Qingyu, saw the onion in her hand and coaxed softly: "Baby, it's time to go to bed, you should go to bed early at night."
Then, Youyou blinked her big bright eyes, grinned, and imitated a baby's cry: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
Su Qingyu patted his back gently with an onion and said with a smile: "Good boy, don't cry. Mom is here."
They played house games around this funny scene.
The atmosphere became eerie and pleasant.
They were noisy for more than an hour. Su Qingyu found that violence could not directly make Youyou cry, so she found a reason to leave.
Youyou is a little reluctant to leave.
He leaned against the door frame and looked at Su Qingyu expectantly: "Can we also play this game tomorrow?"
Su Qingyu didn't want to repeat useless efforts, she needed to find another way to make Youyou cry.
"It's so boring to play the same games all the time. Let's grab the group leader and go out to play together tomorrow day, okay?"
"Can't it be just the two of us?" Youyou frowned. He didn't want to take the leader out with him.
Su Qingyu persuaded in a soft voice: "If we all go out, it would be so pitiful for the leader to be left alone.
Let's take him with us. "
Youyou tilted her head and thought for a while, then reluctantly agreed: "That's good."
Su Qingyu and Wu Xin left.
Youyou was behind her, as if talking to herself, her voice was so low that a gust of wind would carry it away, but Su Qingyu still heard it.
He said: “Hurt comes from strong love.
Only extreme emotion can bring destruction. "
The next day, after Su Qingyu completed her begging mission, the group leader and Youyou came to find Su Qingyu and went out for an outing.
Youyou was wearing a soft navy blue sweater, and the leader's hand was on his left shoulder.
The leader's body was covered with purple-red tumors, and every inch of his skin was covered with twisted tumor scars.
Su Qingyu's thoughts moved slightly. She ran between the two of them, touched Youyou's back with her left hand, and put her right hand on the tumor on the leader's arm. With a smooth posture, she shamelessly squeezed in between the two of them.
Youyou asked: "Do you want to walk in the middle?"
Su Qingyu nodded immediately.
Youyou's face was like snow-white jade. He raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "What I said doesn't count. It depends on whether the group leader agrees or not."
The leader's eyes were small and fierce, cold and sharp, like two cold steel balls without a trace of warmth. He said to Su Qingyu viciously: "No!
Kakaka... Youyou is my favorite child. "
Youyou shrugged helplessly: "There is no other way."
Because the group leader was there, Su Qingyu held back her words all the way.
But her goal today is not Youyou, but the group leader.
Su Qingyu took Youyou and the group leader to the stone bridge.
It was foggy, and a gray stone bridge spanned the gurgling water.
The stone bridge is paved with bluestone. After years of baptism, light green moss grows on the surface. Looking down from the stone bridge, the gurgling water flows between the stones, making a crisp and sweet sound.
The water surface glows with silvery white light, and the breeze blows, leaving a series of ripples.
On the bank of the river, willow trees drooped their branches and leaves, like green rain curtains, swaying gently in the breeze.
If it hadn't been for the pollution, this place would have been a green, quiet and peaceful town after the war.
The group leader stood by the bridge, seemingly admiring the scenery.
Su Qingyu's hair was draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, and her eyes were deep and dark. When Youyou and the group leader weren't paying attention, she threw the coins from the bridge into the stream.
The Ming coins drifted down like falling leaves.
Immediately, she opened her mouth and made a sound of "ahhhhhh" and pointed at the Ming coins in the stream to attract the attention of the group leader and Youyou.
As expected, the group leader leaned forward to take a look.
Taking advantage of this moment, Su Qingyu quickly walked up behind the group leader and pushed hard. The group leader was pushed into the water unprepared.
"Plop——"
The captain fell head first.
Su Qingyu looked at her hands and then at the leader in the water.
The leader was lighter than she thought.
The water rippled, but the leader did not struggle. He did not even sink, but floated on the water.
Like a hollow wooden stake.
Go with the flow.
