Xiaole shrugged her shoulders and looked reluctant.

Zhanyan put the food on the table and said to Xiaole, "Xiaole, go and ask your sister to go downstairs for dinner!"

Xiaole stood still and asked, "Dad, mom, where did you get such a sister?"

Zhan Yan glared at him again and pulled him into the restaurant for fear that his voice would be heard by song Buhui upstairs.

The child is sensitive!

"Don't regret is your aunt song's daughter. Aunt song died. From now on, don't regret will live in our house. You are a member of this family. You should take her as your own sister and take good care of her, you know? She is also you. You must take the responsibility of being a brother, you know?"

"All right!" Xiaole said carelessly. He won't take care of women, but he has never been in the habit of bullying women.

Therefore, for the sister who suddenly appeared at home, he could only guarantee peace with her.

Xiaole went upstairs and knocked on the door symbolically. He was still so formal in his home. This feeling made him feel strangely uncomfortable.

"Hey, little one, mom calls you downstairs for dinner!"

After the door rang a few times, the door was pushed open from the inside. Song Buhui had changed his school uniform skirt, wearing a beige princess skirt, with long black and supple hair hanging around his waist without any unnecessary decoration. Because Xiaole was much taller than her, she could only look at her with a small face.

At this time, Xiaole finally saw song Buhui's face. On a white face, a pair of black and white big eyes were embedded, lovely like a doll.

"Hello, brother!" song Buhui timidly called, perhaps not used to it, and then lowered his head.

Standing in front of Xiaole, she looks quiet.

Xiao le was also stunned. It was the first time someone called his brother. His voice was sweet and crisp. It felt like eating an apple.

After being stunned for a while, Xiaole felt his head and repeated again, "well, go downstairs for dinner!"

When he finished, he turned and left first.

Song Buhui bowed his head and followed him.

The two children walked into the restaurant one after another. Zhan Yan inadvertently raised her eyes and saw that with a warm smile, she joked to Fu Beichen, "Beichen, do you think they looked like when we were young?"

Fu Beichen looked at Zhan Yan and said solemnly, "Zhan Yan, I have no blood relationship with you. You'd better not lead them there. Anyway, you should know that you don't regret being Xiao Le's sister. Don't make things too complicated!"

"I know what you said, I understand!" Zhan Yan said with a smile.

It's not that she doesn't know and doesn't regret that she is Xiaole's cousin. They are related by blood. She just said that Fu Beichen is really too nervous!

It seems that after a while, Fu Beichen will change song Bu repentance into Fu Bu repentance, so that people will not be misunderstood!

Fu Beichen bowed his head and took vegetables. He was silent and didn't speak again.

A family of four sat at the table, very harmonious.

But Zhan Yan seems to think things a little simple. She completely ignores one person, song Zhiyuan.

Just after dinner, song Zhiyuan came. After Song Zijin died, he looked haggard for two days.

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