Transmigrated into his own aunt

Chapter 168 Likeness
Ying Wanwan: "." Don't mention it, her skin is almost as white as hers, no wonder people's first reaction is that she is an older sister.

The bus came, except for the people who were waiting with her, all the passers-by cast curious glances at her, but helplessly, he gritted his teeth and picked him up to get on the bus.

There was a seat in the car, and she let him sit on her lap, "Don't cry, I don't care about you if you're crying." She went out to pick up a child on a hot day, and went to Deng Honghong's house later to explain the situation to her. Come back and help him find his parents.

The little bun cried louder, causing the people in the car to complain, "Little girl, please give your little brother a good time, if you scare him like this, he will only cry even harder."

"I'm sorry." Ying Wanwan looked around, apologized to the person, and coaxed him in a low voice, "Stop crying, sister will take you to pick apricots, huh?"

Maybe because he was tired from crying, Xiao Baozi's voice was much weaker. After crossing the asphalt road, the ground was uneven.

The car swayed badly, and the weather was so hot that the hair on the back of his head was wet in clumps.

Ying Wanwan took out the notebook she was carrying in her schoolbag and fanned him to drive away the heat.

The little bun gradually calmed down, Ying Wanwan looked at the surrounding environment, and guessed that he was about to arrive at Deng Honghong's house.

Noticing that the little bun had stopped crying, he looked down and found that he had fallen asleep.

Only then did he start to look at the little bun in his arms, his eyelashes were thick and thick, closing his eyelids like butterfly wings, his nose bridge was high, his mouth was neither too big nor too small, his face was full of flesh, and he looked very delicate.

When the bus arrived at the bottom stop, she hugged him and got off the bus with great difficulty.

Deng Honghong, who was waiting under the platform, came up to her, "Ying Wanwan, who is this? Your brother?"

"Not my brother." Ying Wanwan didn't know how to explain, so she could only deny it first.

"As white as you, I thought it was your younger brother, who's child, let me hold it?" Deng Honghong looked at the sweat on Ying Wanwan's forehead and said.

"Okay, I'll give you a hug for a while, I'm almost exhausted." Ying Wanwan panted heavily, and along the way his little ass hit her lap like a big pile of meat, and her skirt was covered by him Crumpled.

It was delivered to Deng Honghong, but before he could let go, he opened his eyes, and when he saw that Ying Wanwan was going to give him away, his mouth puckered.

Ying Wanwan knew that he was going to cry in a second, so she quickly took him from Deng Honghong's arms, and discussed with him, "Don't cry, I'm too tired to hold you alone, look at my face You are awake, can you walk by yourself? If not, I will carry you? I really can't hold you anymore."

Little Baozi's big black eyes moved, and he kicked his legs.

Ying Wanwan immediately understood what he meant, he wanted to leave by himself, put her down, straightened the skirt of the school uniform, and was able to catch his breath, "Deng Honghong, I can't go to your house to pick apricots today, I have to accompany this meat Bao went to find his parents."

Deng Honghong felt a little disappointed in her heart, but Ying Wanwan had a child, and it was really not easy to tutor her, so she complained in her heart why she was so serious about raising a child.There was a smile on his face, "It's okay, I'll pick it up and send it to you at school tomorrow. But his name is so strange, it's called Meat Bun, who can afford it?"

Ying Wanwan: "." She said it casually.

She smirked, "By the way, I'm going back now. I didn't want to come at first, and I was worried that you would be waiting for me here on a hot day."

"If you don't come, I can't wait for you. I will go back too. The exam is coming soon. In fact, I want you to give me tutoring." Deng Honghong bit her lip.

Ying Wanwan smiled nonchalantly, "I actually guessed it too, but you really don't need to be too anxious, don't put pressure on yourself, let nature take its course."

Deng Honghong nodded, "It's almost time for lunch, you can go to our house to have a meal before leaving, I just happened to pick apricots for you."

Ying Wanwan was not hungry, but was very thirsty. She wanted to go to Deng Honghong's house to drink water, but there was an oil bottle next to her leg, and she was anxious to send him away, but she was just about to refuse.

Little Roubao tugged at the hem of her skirt, and pointed to the only road leading to the village.

Ying Wanwan immediately understood what he meant, he wanted to pick apricots, she said to Deng Honghong, "Then I will trouble you."

Deng Honghong's house is in the innermost part of the village. There are thick poplar trees on the left and right sides of the dirt road. It is midsummer and the green leaves are lush. Walking in the shade is much cooler.

Halfway, Ying Wanwan glanced at Roubao, whose pace was getting slower and slower, "Can't you walk anymore? I'll carry you?"

He nodded.

Ying Wanwan squatted down and almost couldn't get up, "Why did your parents raise you so fat? I feel like I'm carrying a big mountain on my back."

Little Roubao pursed her mouth, whether she wanted to cry or not.

Deng Honghong smiled, "This kid is really interesting, why hasn't he talked all the time? Was it like this before?"

"I don't know, he hasn't spoken since I saw him." Ying Wanwan said ambiguously.

If you say that this child is autistic, it doesn't look like it. Maybe it's because she doesn't like to communicate with strangers and is observing her.

Arriving near Deng Honghong's house, Ying Wanwan was panting heavily. She had thought about giving birth to Xiao Nanfeng before, but now coaxing this meaty prick, she was almost exhausted. It's not as comfortable as a young couple living together.

After all, it is the imperial capital. Even in the countryside, there are many houses with bricks and tiles, but most of them are made of adobe.

In traditional courtyard houses, there are vegetable gardens and pig pens at the door of each house. Free-range chickens can be seen everywhere. If you don’t pay attention, you may step on the chicken droppings on the ground.

Compared with my grandmother's house, this village is much behind.

As soon as the two entered the village, they attracted the attention of villagers who were enjoying the shade under the trees.

Many villagers came over with smiles and asked Deng Honghong to ask Ying Wanwan.

"Your classmate, you look so handsome."

Deng Honghong coyly introduced Ying Wanwan to them, "He's a classmate in our class. He's No. 1 in the exam. He's here to help me with tutoring."

Someone teased the little meat bun on Ying Wanwan's back, and he put his arms around Ying Wanwan's neck to avoid their touch.

Ying Wanwan also turned around and explained the situation, "Aunts, I'm sorry, don't touch him, he's afraid of life."

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Standing on the road for a while, Deng Honghong led Ying Wanwan towards her home, and stopped in front of three adobe houses and a kitchen with a chimney.

Ying Wanwan scanned the surrounding environment and found that Deng Honghong's house was the only one in the village without a yard.

"Aren't we a bit shabby? People in our village say that my parents trained me and my younger brother to go to school, which made the family so poor." Deng Honghong blushed.

"Bitter first, then sweet, your better days are ahead."

Deng Honghong mentioned, "My parents were weeding in the field, and my younger brother went with them. Originally, I was going too. My younger brother knew that I was pulling you at home, so he didn't let me go."

Ying Wanwan knew what she meant, she just wanted to say that she was delaying her time of weeding the fields for a day just to wait for her tutoring, and she understood her anxiety psychologically, but she was a little speechless, she drooped her eyelashes and remained silent.

(End of this chapter)