The so-called disillusionment is what it is now.

Sun Simiao opened her mouth wide in shock, and then looked like a ghost.

He Yiting couldn't laugh, so he pulled Sun Simiao down, and the two of them looked at the ceiling.

"Miaomiao, if possible, don't be so decadent. God has given you a chance. Wouldn't you be alive well?"

Who is so lucky as to them?

Can you do it again?

Who doesn’t understand the truth, but Sun Simiao has no goal.

Before, she was just decadent and acted as a little waste, and then promised that there would be no accidents in her family, but since the eldest aunt had an accident, she was confused.

I want to protect my family, but I don’t have the motivation, and I want to leave everything but I’m not so selfish.

So she would rather let herself be a child now and not participate in anything.

He Yiting has his own goals and his ideals are great, which Sun Simiao never denies.

Even if he comes into contact with an industry that he has not been exposed to in his previous life, he will try his best to learn and work hard.

And what about yourself?

Sun Simiao closed her eyes and recalled everything she had returned from being reborn, as if she was extremely disappointed.

My family's life has changed, but that's not her credit.

But my family chose to live in the countryside in the previous life, and they came out for some reasons in this life.

She didn't know the strength of her grandparents and the identity of her ancestors and aunts in her previous life, but she found that she hadn't discovered it in this life.

I lost the watermelon and held a sesame seed as a baby.

"Miaomiao, you are obviously so powerful, with such powerful medical skills, and your experience in your previous life, you are better than many people, and you can even form your own team. Why bother to make yourself an unknown person?"

He Yiting thought of the country's evaluation of Sun Simiao after her death, and those people's admiration for Sun Simiao.

Whether it was because of Baoyu or not, this woman had devoted most of her life to public welfare, and also helped countless people with her own actions.

She did not simply help people through temporary difficulties, but taught many people how to live a better life.

But after two years of rebirth, she treats herself as a little waste. How can this be done?

Even a person as unique as He Yixing can be influenced by Sun Simiao. Has she underestimated her abilities too much?

Sun Simiao opened her eyes and there was still an abyss inside. She didn't need fame or profit.

"He Yiting, you don't understand! You don't understand the feeling of being in debt all your life, and you don't understand how easy it is to be a waste than to be a useful person."

Even though she said so easily, she still couldn't refute that even if she wanted to be a waste, she had been doing something opposite to the waste.

"So it, as long as you don't ruin yourself, I'll be satisfied!"

Suddenly, He Yiting's painting style changed.

Sun Simiao looked at him horrified.

What does this mean?

The preaching atmosphere just now changed instantly.

What does he mean to be satisfied?

Is this a bad tone good?

Is this person here to make a comeback?

"He Yiting, are you a devil?"

The voice is faint and very unhappy.

He Yiting sat up and said seriously:

"I am the King of Hell, not a devil!"

Well!

This serious look is really worthy of a beating.

Before it was implemented, the door of the room was pushed open suddenly, and then Sun Sirui rushed in like a calf, pulled He Yiting's clothes and pulled the person out.

"He family's Hun eggs, who made you lie down with the big girl? I don't know if there is a difference between men and women?"

Sun Sirui believes that the eldest girl may not be taken advantage of now. The naughty children in the alley have instilled in him. Recently, he looked at Sun Simi very tightly.

He Yiting was still a little tolerant of Sun Sirui. He rescued his clothes with a cleverness, and then slowly sorted out the wrinkled clothes by Sun Sirui:

"I know, but Chong still has to lie down!"

I deserve a beating.

Then Sun Sirui, who has always been able to move his fists but not his brain, really moved his fists.

It has been a long time since I practiced, and He Yiting also wanted to see Sun Sirui's progress.

The two of them fought in the yard.

Everyone in the family stood watching the show, and no one persuaded them to fight.

Sun Simiao also took out a handful of peanuts and started eating them.

The festival really needs a show that needs to be fun.

However, even though Sun Sirui grew a lot taller, he could not compare to He Yiting, although this guy was detained in the laboratory every day.

In the end, Ma Dalan was tired of watching it, so the two of them stopped.

"Tonight, you two will go to bed. Now go wash your face, brush your teeth, and wash your feet!"

Grandma has spoken, who dares not to go?

The two boys were tired of each other, but they had to do it.

No matter how the two of them competed at night, the next day, He Yiting successfully got up late.

Who made me sleep late last night?

After Sun Simiao finished washing up, she wrapped herself into a rice dumpling, watching Xiaowu and Liu walking hard on the wall.

The two children who could walk could not move their legs because they were wearing too much.

"Sister, mouse, squeak!"

Xiao Liu stopped leaving and pointed at the room and kept repeating this sentence.

Xiaowu nodded too.

Compared to Xiaoliu, Xiaoliu is much slower, and the two of them should have completely turned the tables.

Sun Simiao thought for a long time but couldn't understand.

"Mouse, mouse!"

Xiao Liu kept calling, and finally he finally came up with a word:

“Changchang!”

What the hell is going on?

Sun Simiao held the milk and was confused.

Finally, Sun Sihan rubbed his eyes and explained to Sun Simiao:

"Xiao Liu should say there were rats in the room, and they were under the chang and squeaked all night!"

Well???

Sun Simiao looked at Xiaoliu with confusion, and the little guy really nodded violently.

It seems to be saying:

Yes, that's it!

What rat is so bold?

Sun Simiao really didn't expect that. She was about to ask Song Dongxue, who was holding her son, and she didn't know if she saw the mouse and beat her to death. What if the mouse bit Xiaowu and Xiaoliu's face?

But when she saw Song Dongxue slapped Xiaoliu's pi, she scolded her with a red face:

"Where are rats? You little guy tell lies!"

Is there any mouse who beat Xiaoliu for what?

Sun Simiao was really not connected, so she saw Ma Dalan holding a glass of milk and handing it to Sun Sihan, asking him to drink it quickly. This kid hasn't grown up recently, how can he have just grown a little meat?

When Sun Sihan took the milk, Ma Dalan slapped her daughter-in-law on the back:

"I didn't count, and I still dislike the child and said, "I want to do something in the future, remember to wait until the child is asleep!"

This lesson is taught.

Sun Simiao finally understood.

Then the milk in the mouth was sprayed.

This father and mother really can't wait.

Sun Zhiwen came back very late last night, probably because he couldn't help it.

I couldn't help but couldn't help but wake up.
Chapter completed!