Zhou Yi happily agreed, took two things from San San, then squatted down to comb her hair with a gentle movement, "What kind of braid do you want?"
"Ah?" Sansan was stunned for a moment, "Can I choose?"
Zhou Yi: "Baby, do you like braids?"
"I love it so much!" Sansan's eyes lit up, "Uncle Zhou, can you help me comb it?"
Zhou Yi nodded, "Of course, it's up to me."
Zhou Yi has come into contact with countless little girls in the orphanage over the years. He learned a skill from fellow volunteers and tied little girls' hair. It was an easy task for him. He was familiar with the job.
Zhou Yi squatted beside San San, parted her hair on both sides, and easily braided one side of the ponytail. After tying the tail end, he moved to the other side and repeated the same operation.
The whole process probably takes no more than ten minutes.
Sansan was so surprised. She grabbed the pigtails on both sides and praised Zhou Yi without hesitation: "Uncle Zhou, you are so awesome!"
Zhou Yi: "If you like it, you can comb it more often in the future."
Sansan: "Yeah, that's great. After Zhuzhu left, no one will braid my hair beautifully."
Dad only knows how to tie her hair into a simple ponytail, or at most a single ponytail turns into a double ponytail. Mom... it seems that her mother has never tied her hair. Sansan doesn't mean to blame her mother, she just hopes that someone can help her braid her hair.
"I'm going to show my mother." Sansan finished her speech, not forgetting to comfort the unhappy Zheng Pianying.
Zhou Yi didn't stop her and followed Sansan to the door of Zheng Pianqing's bedroom.
Sansan knocked on the door twice, said, "Mom, I'm coming in," and then turned the doorknob.
After the door opened, Zhou Yi saw Zheng Pianying sitting on the sofa in the room. She happened to be looking out. Their eyes met for a few seconds, and Zheng Pianying stopped looking at him.
Sansan ran up to Zheng Pianqing and showed her her style: "Mom, do my braids look good?"
Sansan's tone was cheerful, her big eyes full of expectation, and she grabbed her hand again, with a very obvious intention to please.
Zheng Pianqing was alone in the room just now. She felt guilty for venting her anger on Sansan. Now seeing Sansan like this, she felt even more sorry. She held Sansan's hand and said, "It looks good. Who combed it for you?"
"It's Uncle Zhou." Sansan saw that Zheng Pianqing was paying attention to her, and she couldn't hold back her desire to share. "Uncle Zhou is so awesome. Even my father can't make up. His weaving is as beautiful as Zhuzhu's."
After Jing Sansan said this, Zheng Pianqian subconsciously glanced in Zhou Yi's direction out of the corner of her eye.
Also, based on his previous experience as a volunteer in an orphanage, it doesn't seem unusual for him to tie little girls' hair.
"Yeah." Zheng Pianying casually responded to Sansan, and then said to her: "Then you go play tennis."
Sansan asked tentatively: "Mom, are you still angry with me?"
Zheng Pianqian shook her head.
Sansan hugged Zheng Pianqing and kissed her passionately on the face. She kissed her so hard that she made a "chirp" sound.
"Thank you, Mom. I love you, Mom." She chuckled, "Then Mom, let's go on a date with Uncle Qin and have fun~"
Zheng Pianqing: "Okay, thank you."
Zhou Yi originally had a smile on his face when he saw Sansan hugging Zheng Pianqian and kissing him, but when he heard Qin Lie's name from Sansan's mouth, he stopped smiling immediately.
The fact that Sansan can tell Zheng Pianqian to go on a date with Qin Lie shows that Zheng Pianqian often dates Qin Lie, and it also shows that... Sansan is very supportive of Zheng Pianqian and Qin Lie's relationship.
No matter which point it was, it was unlucky bad news for Zhou Yi.
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At early nine o'clock, Zhou Yi carried Sansan's backpack and walked out of the villa gate with her.
Because he was going to pick up Sansan on the weekend, Zhou Yi had installed a child seat in the car a few days ago. Sansan sat in the back seat as a matter of course after getting in the car.
Zhou Yi fastened Sansan's seat belt before returning to the driver's seat. After the car started, Zhou Yi looked at Sansan's side face in the rearview mirror, his thoughts a little dazed.
When she smiles, she looks like him, but when she doesn't smile, she looks exactly like Zheng Pian - especially the profile.
Genes are really a magical thing. Zhou Yi didn't understand those people who were obsessed with having children before. Now when he saw San San, he finally experienced the fun of it, watching an extra little life come into the world. , like oneself and like the other person, it can really be called the "crystal of love".
Fortunately, Zheng Pianqian stayed with Sansan at that time.
But Zhou Yi also knew that she must have suffered a lot during this process.
At this time, Sansan in the back row suddenly sighed: "Fortunately, my mother has forgiven me. I was so afraid that she would ignore me."
Zhou Yi came back to his senses and answered San San's words: "Your mother will not ignore you. She also loves you very much."
Sansan nodded: "I know, but my mother doesn't seem to like talking and is always unhappy. I hope she can be happier."
Zhou Yi's hand on the steering wheel tightened, "Huh? Is she often unhappy?"
Sansan held her chin up and thought: "She's not crying, she just rarely smiles. I want her to smile more."
"But mom seems to be happier when she is with Uncle Qin. I hope Uncle Qin can stay with her all the time." Sansan said about Qin Lie again.
These words are undoubtedly exciting for Zhou Yi: "What about you, do you also like Uncle Qin and your mother to be together?"
Sansan held her chin in her hands and thought, but didn't answer.
Zhou Yi continued to ask: "Then what do you think of me?"
Sansan: "Huh?"
Zhou Yi: "If I want to pursue your mother, will you support her being with me?"
Sansan opened her eyes wide, "Uncle Zhou, do you like my mother?"
Sansan's surprised and gossipy eyes made Zhou Yi raise the corners of his mouth. He smiled and said, "Yes, I like her. I want to chase her. Do you want to help me?"
Sansan: “How can I help?”
Zhou Yi did not answer her question, but asked her: "Do you like me more, or...Uncle Qin?"
After asking this question, Zhou Yi himself felt very ridiculous.
He usually dislikes answering this kind of two-choice question. A woman has asked him more than once, "Do you like me or her?" Every time he hears this question, most of Zhou Yi's interest in the other person will disappear.
In his opinion, this question is too childish.
At that time, he never imagined that one day he would ask this question to a five-year-old child.
Sansan thought carefully for a long time and gave Zhou Yi's answer: "I like you more."
After hearing this answer, Zhou Yi's smile became even thicker, and his eyes and brows were filled with a bit of pride and arrogance. He turned the steering wheel and hummed happily, completely forgetting that he had regretted this question a few minutes ago.
Twenty minutes later, Zhou Yi parked his car in the parking lot, took his equipment and entered the tennis court with Sansan, which was their exclusive venue.
Zhou Yi took out the wristband from the bag, squatted in front of Sansan and put it on her hand.
