In the first year of school, I took my counselor home

Chapter 22 The fickle Sister Wan'er
Noticing Xu Pingan's gaze, Pei Hongzhuang put away her smile, then picked up a melon seed and placed it in front of the fat squirrel.

Some anxious fat squirrels quickly picked up the melon seeds and hid them in their mouths as before.

Xu Pingan withdrew his gaze and looked away.

This sister's smile is a bit foul.

Zhao Waner on the side raised her head, looked at Xu Pingan, and then at her best friend...

The atmosphere seems a bit strange.

"Did you bring these melon seeds from home, brother Ping An?" Zhao Waner said casually, picked up a melon seed, and started eating it happily.

The squirrel doesn't eat, she does!
"No, the water seller gave it to me when I bought water."

Selling water and giving away melon seeds is a perfectly reasonable business practice.

Water seller: You obviously got it yourself!

Got two more!
The fat squirrel on the side saw Zhao Waner's behavior and became anxious instantly, chirping twice at Zhao Waner.

Uh-huh!That's right!
As if she understood what the fat squirrel meant, Zhao Waner picked up a melon seed again, then cracked it in half in front of the fat squirrel, and then gave the fat squirrel a faint glance.

"No matter what you look at, you are almost fat as a ball. Don't you know how to lose weight? Don't you have body anxiety?"

Tsk, just now I looked like Shushu was so cute and wanted to give my sister some rua, but now I started to criticize her.

Women are really fickle.

A few minutes later, the fat squirrel twisted its chubby body and jumped away.

Come back fully loaded.

That two-legged beast with two big bulges in front of its body is pretty cool.

That's right, almost all of Fat Squirrel's success came from Pei Hongzhuang.

It can be seen that Sister Pei still loves to grow furry and cute animals, just like the civet cat in Grandpa Niu's house.

"Do you still have the melon seeds, brother Ping An?" Zhao Waner threw the melon seed peels in her hand into the trash can next to the railing, then turned her head to look at Xu Pingan, and said with some unfinished meaning.

These melon seeds are quite fragrant.

Xu Pingan put his hand into his pocket and took it out, then handed it to Zhao Waner, "That's all."

Seeing this, Zhao Waner stretched out her hand, then thought about it and took it back a little embarrassed, "Don't you want to eat, brother Ping'an."

"I don't like eating melon seeds." Xu Ping'an said very sensibly.

"Then thank you, brother Ping'an. From now on, my sister will introduce you to a good-looking girlfriend." Zhao Waner stretched out her little hand and drew the same cake for Xu Ping'an again.

"It's okay." Xu Pingan said, pouring all the melon seeds in Zhao Waner's hands.

Regarding the cake that Sister Wan'er drew again, Xu Pingan felt that he was not hungry yet and did not need it very much.

Even if you are hungry, you can still support yourself.

Zhao Waner picked up a melon seed and continued to eat it happily.

At this moment, a white hand stretched out in front of Zhao Waner.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Waner clenched the small melon seeds in her hand and looked at Pei Hongzhuang warily.

Pei Hongzhuang looked at Zhao Waner with beautiful eyes and said nothing.

"You are noble and awesome. You fed the melon seeds to the squirrels. Brother Ping An gave them to me, not to you." Like a childish child, Zhao Waner put her little hand holding the melon seeds behind her back.

Pei Hongzhuang still stretched out her hand and looked at Zhao Waner quietly without speaking.

"At most... at most I'll give you half."

Zhao Waner reluctantly took her hand out from behind her back, and then poured half of the melon seeds in her hand onto Pei Hongzhuang's white and tender little hands.

Xu Pingan, who was eating melon and watching the show, found it quite interesting.

A quirky, cute person.

One is cool and cold, but also cute.

A few minutes later, the small melon seeds were finished.

"Let's go." Pei Hongzhuang said. Zhao Waner looked at Xu Ping An and asked with concern: "Brother Ping An, are you still tired? Do you need to rest for a while?" "

"Well... I'm still a little tired. I can rest for a while." Xu Pingan glanced at Zhao Waner and said.

Pei Hongzhuang grabbed Zhao Waner's little hand and walked towards the stairs next to her.

"Hey Peipei, please let go of me. My brother, Ping An, needs to rest for a while!"

Xu Pingan looked at the backs of the two women and followed them.

Grandpa Niu found him a good job.

Not only is it eye-catching, it's also fun.

"It happened!"

As soon as she stepped up the steps, Zhao Waner suddenly stopped again.

"What's wrong, Sister Wan'er?" Xu Ping'an hurriedly came over and asked.

Pei Hongzhuang glanced at her best friend beside her, without any intention of asking.

"I forgot to take a photo of the little squirrel." Zhao Waner turned her head to look at Xu Pingan and said with a very regretful expression.

Xu Pingan: "..."

"Then how about I call it and ask it to come over and take two photos with you, Sister Wan'er?"

He was startled and thought something big had happened.

"Okay." Zhao Waner looked at Xu Pingan and nodded seriously.

Xu Pingan: "..."

"The signal is not good in the mountains. I'll call it after we get down from the mountain."

At this moment, a sweet and loud folk song echoed from the empty valley.

Zhao Waner subconsciously looked towards the valley, trying to find the source of the sound.

"On the other side of the mountain, it should be sung by people who go up the mountain to collect herbs." Xu Ping'an explained at the side.

"Going up the mountain to collect herbs?"

Zhao Waner's mind instantly flashed into the image of a woman collecting herbs wearing traditional ethnic costumes and carrying a bamboo basket into the mountains, and her desire to take pictures instantly arose in her heart.

"Can we go up the mountain from the other side?" Zhao Waner asked again.

"There is a trail over there that can go up the mountain." Xu Pingan replied.

"Then can we go down the mountain from there soon?" Zhao Waner asked expectantly.

Compared to the popular roads, Zhao Waner still prefers the secret mountain trails, which are exciting and mysterious.

What's more, there are female herb collectors who can sing folk songs.

"Probably not. There are some steep places on the trail, and those who are unfamiliar with it may be in danger." Xu Ping'an looked at Zhao Waner who was eager to try, and replied.

This is a guest of Grandpa Niu's house. If Grandpa Niu knows that he has a high road and takes the two girls to find excitement, Grandpa Niu will have to skin him.

"Oh." Zhao Waner nodded regretfully, and then looked at the valley again, "What is this song about? It's quite nice."

"It's the dialect here, and it should praise love." Xu Pingan, the guide, answered very professionally.

"Oh, can you sing, brother Ping'an?" Zhao Waner turned her head to look at Xu Ping'an and asked.

"Not really." Xu Ping'an shook his head and tactfully said that this was not his area of ​​expertise.

In fact, Xu Pingan's voice is quite nice. If you are dating online, you may not need to post photos. The voice alone may confuse some innocent little girls.

But I don't know why, but as soon as he opens his mouth to sing, his voice seems to be enchanted, and six and a half of the seven notes are not in tune.

This should be considered a special talent.

Singing is particularly difficult.

(End of this chapter)