Transmigrated into his own aunt

Chapter 169 Agree
Looking back at Xiao Roubao who was sitting quietly on a stool in the shade of a tree drinking water, what if he can't find his parents?

bring home?
I'm afraid I will be criticized by Xiao Qingru and Yu Shuhui.

She thought that if she really couldn't find his parents, she would send him to the police station in the area.

The apricot tree in front of the door was about as thick as her waist, and looked quite old. Deng Honghong picked apricots with a basket while talking with Ying Wanwan.

Little Roubao came to pull her.

Ying Wanwan raised her forehead, "Why do you have a crush on me?" It was the first time they met, yet they were so familiar with her.

"You look like my mother." His cold milky voice overflowed his throat.

Ying Wanwan quickly covered her mouth, doesn't he have a mother?She was able to recognize her mother by mistake, "Don't talk nonsense, I can't have a son as old as you." If the villagers heard it, they might talk about her.

Fortunately, Xiao Nanfeng was not there, otherwise, she would definitely be angry because someone took such a big advantage of her.

Deng Honghong came over with a bamboo basket, just in time to hear, "Ying Wanwan, she can't really be your son, can she?"

Ying Wanwan almost choked on her own saliva, "How is it possible, I'm only twenty, he looks like he's at least three years old, how old should I have had him?"

"It's not uncommon for a lot of [-]- and [-]-year-olds to have children in our village." Deng Honghong gave an example.

"That's different. My husband's job is special. If you are single and want to get married, you have to go through the approval of the higher authorities. If you are dissatisfied, you can't get married at all. Last year, the age was raised, and women have to be [-] years old."

The apricots were ripe, Ying Wanwan tore off the outer skin, carefully removed the core, and then handed it to him.

"I was joking too, but you are too careful with him, some mothers can't do this." Deng Honghong looked at Ying Wanwan and lowered her head to uncover the apricot skin again, and smiled.

"He is someone else's baby. I brought it here. Can you not be more careful? Taking care of the baby is a big responsibility." Ying Wanwan put the apricot meat with the skin and core removed in the bowl in front of Xiaoroubao, "Deng Honghong , which one do you want me to review for you?"

"Lihua, I'll cook first. It's noon, and I have to deliver lunch to my parents and younger brother. I'll go and make it right away." Deng Honghong went to the kitchen.

Ying Wanwan rested her chin and watched him eat. The flesh on both sides of her little face moved very cutely, "What's your name, where is your home? Why are you alone on the road."

"Didn't you make meat buns for me? There are many people in black clothes in my family. I went shopping with my grandma and I don't know where they went. I saw you halfway and ran away." For a while, the mouth kept talking.

Ying Wanwan: "."

Her mind moved, many people in black clothes?Bodyguard?Or a child from a rich family, "Do you know your father's name?"

Little Roubao shook his head, and grabbed Ying Wanwan with his chubby little hand. There was still apricot meat on it, which stuck to the back of her hand, "But I'm sure you are my mother. There are pictures on the wall of our house. .”

Ying Wanwan was a little disgusted, and wanted to shake off his hand, but finally held back her arm, patiently, and whispered, "How could I run into the photo of your house, but if your father's name is Xiao Nanfeng , then you are my son!"

"My father's surname is not Xiao."

Ying Wanwan: "."

Don't you know the name of the qualified father?How do you know your last name? "Follow me obediently here, I'll take you home later."

Little Roubao nodded.

Deng Honghong brought a bowl of corn buns and pickles, "Ying Wanwan, I'm so sorry, that's all my family has to eat."

"It's okay, I'll eat some apricots, you can give them to your aunt and Deng Lihua." Ying Wanwan hadn't eaten corn buns yet, seeing the rough corn dregs sticking together, she lost her appetite.

Moreover, the conditions of Deng Honghong's house are really bad. The house is still muddy, which is fine on a sunny day, but if it is cloudy and rainy, it can't live in mud?

Deng Honghong also felt embarrassed, "Is it because you can't eat this, I'll cook two eggs for you."

"No need, I'm not hungry, hurry up, I checked before I came, the last bus here is at 03 o'clock, and I have a baby with me, so I have to leave at 30:[-]." Not wanting to stay, she wanted to get rid of this meat bun as soon as possible.

Moreover, the child suddenly disappeared, and the family might be in a hurry.

But this Deng Honghong, if she left by herself, she would have a problem with herself.

It was a dilemma for a while.

Deng Honghong looked at the sun, "Okay, don't wander around in my house, I'll go to the field and I'll be right back."

"..."

The yard of Deng Honghong's house is small, with a huge persimmon tree on top of her head. Fruit trees are planted wherever there is something to grow at the door. When the wind blows, it is very cool.

The main room is not very bright, it looks dark.

After Deng Honghong left, a middle-aged woman from the neighbor next door came over. Her face was full of freckles, her face was panicked, a black headband was stuck on her head, and a single-horned braid was tied behind her. Yellow trousers and black open-foot cloth shoes, the dress of a rural woman, "Little girl, are you and Deng Honghong classmates? Where are you from?"

"Near the Normal University."

"Normal University? Where is it?" Rural women in the 80s have never been out of the village a few times, so it is normal not to know where the Normal University is.

But Ying Wanwan couldn't understand, she paused, "It's not far from here, take a bus for half an hour."

She was startled, "It takes half an hour by bus, how can it be not far away? This is your brother? He really looks like you."

Ying Wanwan: "."

Corrected, "He's not my brother." Worried that Xiaoroubao would call her mother in public, she looked at him cautiously, seeing him bowing his head to eat an apricot again, she peeled and pitted him.

"Your hands are so white and tender. Your family should live in the city, right? How many people are there? Do you have brothers and sisters?" The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes.

"There are five people, and there are two older brothers." Ying Wanwan said about the family background of the original owner.

"Brother, how old are you?" The middle-aged woman continued to inquire.

Ying Wanwan: "."

She really didn't want to pay attention to the person in front of her. When looking at people, her eyes rolled and she felt uncomfortable. But Deng Honghong's neighbors, she didn't like to ignore them. "One is five years older than me, and the other is the same age."

"The same year? Twins?"

"Ah."

"Hey, your family conditions are good." The middle-aged woman looked at Ying Wanwan curiously, and Ying Wanwan's hair stood on end.

"Look at this old Deng's house. They don't give you a whole sip of water. I'll get you some when I get home." She turned and went back to her own home.

Ying Wanwan yelled at her back, "No need, Auntie, I just had a drink."

When the middle-aged woman came out, Deng Honghong also came back, seeing the middle-aged woman holding water, "Aunt Huang, what are you doing?"

The middle-aged woman enthusiastically put the enamel jar on the table, "I'm pouring water for this girl."

(End of this chapter)