Chapter 538: Poor girl who stole the flowers

  Chapter 538 Who steals flowers, poor girl

  Listening to the dialogue between Xiang Weixiao and Xiang Zhengyu, Si Tong got up.

  She can still have a bit of patience when facing Si Chen's family, but facing Zheng Yu and the group, she completely lost a trace of favor that she had finally had.

  "My room, where is it." The voice was decisive.

   "It's upstairs, I'll take you." Liu Ying packed his son's schoolbag and volleyball, put the back of his hand on the apron in front of him, wiped it, and turned to lead Sitong upstairs.

  It wasn't until Si Tong disappeared at the top of the stairs that Xiang Weixiao looked sideways at his father: "Dad, it's so cold, isn't it like your bastard?"

   "You bastard! Who is illegitimate!" Xiang Zheng Yu patted a pillow next to him, and lightly slapped it.

For the volleyball team, Xiang Weixiao easily grabbed the pillow, "Dad, to be honest, where did you get such a big girl?"

   Facing Zheng Yu with a wry smile: "I don't know."

  I came here by myself, but he didn't know where it came from.

  ...

  The room Liu Ying arranged for Si Tong is the best one. When you walk out of the bedroom, there is a small balcony.

  For a day, Si Tong almost stayed home.

  This made Xiang Weixiao forget the existence of Si Tong.

  A windy and sunny afternoon.

  "Tonight in the volleyball game, we will compare with the players from more than a dozen schools. Xi Xi said that she would also ask for leave and come back and call me cheer." Xiang Weixiao sat on the sofa, eating potato chips.

  Xiang Yuxi, Xiang Weixiao’s sister, is currently studying at universities in other cities and will only go home on holidays or winter and summer vacations.

   Throwing away the character that loves to tease his father, Xiang Weixiao is actually a warm man in college.

   "Don't delay Xi Xi's homework." As a father, tell Zheng Yu.

  Sitong went downstairs at exactly this time.

   "Ah, it's a'sister'." Although Xiang Weixiao called sister Si Tong, he didn't mean to treat Si Tong as his own sister.

  "Come on, do you want to eat something?" he handed the potato chips to Si Tong and asked Wei Xiao.

  Never know Si Tong turned sideways and left directly.

   "It's really cold." Xiang Weixiao retracted the potato chips, raised Erlang's legs, and looked at his father, "I'm sure, it really wasn't yours."

   "You kid!"

  ...

  Si Tong put on the scarf Yu Xing gave her and walked around the villa.

  There is an outdoor volleyball court in Nanzhou City, which is located near the university. It is also the venue where Xiang Weixiao and others want to compete.

  Of course, next to this outdoor volleyball court, there are several large flower gardens of other shore flowers.

  That's why Si Tong came here and walked around this garden for about ten times.

it's getting dark.

  The volleyball team members entered one after another.

  Meet Si Tong along the way. A group of male students from the university always stop and look at Si Tong.

  Some even wanted to say hello to Si Tong, but they called Si Tong and left without responding.

"Hey, thief, finally let me catch you! Flower thief!" When Si Tong walked the fifteenth lap, there was a dirty-dressed little girl who tried to pluck a flower from the other side and was guarded by a nearby flower garden. The uncle caught.

  Uncle is in his sixties. He guards the flower gardens and parks nearby. He doesn't sweep the floor, he just acts as a guard.

  Because I found this job through a relationship, the uncle would usually give pointers to the cleaners who came to sweep the floor.

   "I didn't steal it. I just wanted to pick a flower for my brother. My brother is sick." The little girl was dirty, but she was still defending herself.

"Also quibble! Hey, quibble! Take you to the bureau, you thief, who stole a few days and spent your own count. These flowers are planted by the big boss, and they are sold in exchange for money at the time. Well, or you come to the bureau and surrender yourself, you thief!"

  Uncle is aggressive.

  I saw the people passing by, just sighed, such a big person, and bullied a little girl, shook his head and walked away.

  No one wants to care about the dirty little girl caught by the uncle.

  The little girl was trembling all over, and her body was stiff as she was dragged forward by the uncle.

  At this moment, a light female voice sounded in time, her tone was flat, but she was cold and shocked: "Let her go."

  (End of this chapter)