My iceberg smiled

Chapter 64 Touch Your Smart Little Brain
The road to the suburban cemetery was not too short, Anan carried Han Qianxiao into a small battery car.

Put a coin in the car and you can go directly to the gate of the cemetery.

There are three rows of seats in the car, which can accommodate nearly ten people.

At this time, there were no other passengers in the car except the driver and Anan.

Seeing such a young man traveling alone with a child in his arms, the driver couldn't help but chat a few words.

Asked: "Are you taking your brother out for a stroll?"

Han Qianxiao's current clothes and attire are all dressed up as boys, and she still has short hair. Outsiders will only think that she is a handsome little boy, not a girl.

"Well, she was crying for grandpa at home, and it happened that grandpa went to the cemetery. I had no choice but to take her to find grandpa." Seeing the driver's warm and kind face, Anan couldn't help explaining the reason.

The driver smiled heartily and said, "I think your doll is quite obedient, with big and round eyes, and it's really cute. My child, the most afraid thing is skin. I also have a three-year-old fart at home." Boy, you can turn the house upside down all day long! I have to go out to work during the day, and he has tormented his mother a lot."

When it comes to children, the driver empathizes with the experience of raising children.

In the past, if someone talked to Anan about his younger brothers in those orphanages, he would not answer a word.

But today, the driver praised Little Pudding for being obedient and obedient. Anan was very happy. After going back and forth, he chatted with the driver to the right appetite. Along the way, he told the driver a lot about Little Pudding when he was just one year old.

Said that she was already like a little adult at that time, she would sigh and frown.

These words made the driver laugh out loud, and he pulled out a hand to touch Han Qianxiao's head nestled in Anan's arms.

Han Qianxiao couldn't dodge in time, and a few strands of her smooth black hair were messed up again, making her a little upset.

No matter where she goes, people like to touch her head.

It was Zhuo Qiu who used to like to touch her head when he saw her face. She felt that one day she would be bald.

The two little hands couldn't help but put it on the head, flattening the mouth.

"Haha, you are right. Such a young child is quite emotional. It's really interesting to see him frown."

Seeing Han Qianxiao's wrinkled bun face, the driver couldn't hold back his laughter.

Anan smoothed Han Qianxiao's hair, and patted him lightly twice, intending to coax her. He knew the little guy's temper best.

When she is well-behaved, she is very well-behaved, but when she is stubborn...she is also really stubborn.

Anan saw that the little guy didn't like others touching her head, so he said, "This uncle only touches your head because he likes you. Don't be so stingy. When he sees your grandpa dean later, he has to do it too." Touch your clever little brain, your little brain will only get smarter the more you touch it."

As he said that, Anan touched it himself.

Well, this smooth hair feels really good in the hand, no wonder everyone wants to get involved.

Han Qianxiao rolled her eyes in her heart, she didn't want to bother with these stinky men, her first priority was to go to the suburban cemetery.

She hoped to find Mrs. Han's tombstone there.

"Young man, the suburban cemetery is here, take your brother to find grandpa, get out of the car and be careful!"

"Okay, thank you driver."

Anan was in a good mood along the way, and immediately got out of the car with Han Qianxiao in his arms.

(End of this chapter)