227: Did see Chapter 227?

Did see Chapter 227?

Halfway there, it was the same station. Aunt Song got into the car. There was also a little boy. 0

Song Xiannu still sat down in that place. The people around her were as far away as I thought. Aunt Song still didn't care about the other people's actions. After getting into the car, he sat on his own.

I discovered that the little boy who got into the car at the same time as Aunt Song did not leave. Instead, he followed beside Aunt Song.

The little boy looked like he was only five years old. His eyes were wide and he looked cute. The little boy had been playing with the ball in his hand since he got into the car.

While playing with PiQiu in the car, no one blamed him.

Because the others deliberately avoided her, there was a small place next to Aunt Song. The carriage could not be considered crowded. It just so happened to give the little boy a chance to play.

The little boy happily played with the ball, patted it, tossed it, and threw it onto the ground. The carriage was not quiet, but the little boy's actions were very eye-catching. However, no one noticed the little boy.

Or in other words, no one looked at such a naughty person playing with a ball in the carriage. I frowned, puzzled by the people around me.

However, I thought that it might be because the little boy came up with Lady Song that everyone avoided the little boy.

If he came up with Aunt Song, what was the relationship between this little boy and Aunt Song? Could it be the other grandson of Aunt Song? Why hadn't the driver mentioned it earlier?

Playing in the carriage was not a good thing. Especially when the driver was driving, the car was shaking.

I wanted to raise the little boy's heart, but when the driver turned around and the people next to him were holding onto something to stabilize his center of gravity, the little boy did n' t need to grab anything He couldn't even shake his body.

I was relieved. It seemed that this child's balance was very good. There was no need for me to worry. Because this time, I was also sitting in front of her. The distance between me and Aunt Song was not that far.

While I was staring at the little boy, I occasionally glanced at Aunt Song. Aunt Song looked at the little boy playing, her eyes gentle.

I've never seen such a look before. She didn't expect that such a smile would appear on Lady Song's face. I stared blankly at Aunt Song's face, but I didn' t return to my senses.

Aunt Song noticed my gaze and turned to look at me. I was quick-witted and quickly looked away. Aunt Song looked at me with a strange look. There was something inside that I couldn't understand.

The way he looked at the little boy was so gentle, but the way he looked at me was not warm at all.

The look in his eyes earlier seemed to warn me not to look around. I quickly looked out of the window. I thought my gaze was too unrestrained and was discovered by Aunt Song.

Ever since I heard about Lady Song's experience, I felt a sense of sympathy towards her. Therefore, when I saw Aunt Song get in the car, my attitude towards Aunt Song was different from the morning.

In the morning, I was a little scared. After listening to Lady Song's story, she realized that even if Lady Song was different from others, her attitude towards people was not good. But it was just an injured old lady.

Because of this change in mindset, I didn't have the morning's vigilance when I treated Aunt Song. But now, it seemed like I was too stupid.

So what if I knew about his story? To Lady Song, I was just a stranger. Perhaps in Lady Song's eyes, I was the same as the cold stranger standing next to her.

All sorts of thoughts flashed through my mind, although Lady Song warned me not to look over there. However, from the corner of my eyes, I was still paying attention to the little boy.

The little boy really liked playing with the ball in his hand! Ever since he got into the car, he had been playing with the ball. Aunt Song did not stop her.

The little boy patted the ball and it suddenly rolled to the side of a person's foot. That person was standing beside Lady Song Xian, but there was still one or two people away.

The little boy walked to the man's side and looked up at the uncle. Seeing that the man did n' t react at all, he squatted down and picked up the ball that had rolled to his feet and continued to play.

I was a little surprised by that person's attitude. Logically speaking, the child's ball rolled to his side. Even if he did n' t want to help pick it up, he would still look at the boy. But he didn't even look at the little boy.

Fortunately, the little boy didn't care about this and continued to play innocently.

After dropping the ball once, it fell to various places. Once, it fell under someone else's seat. The little boy picked up the ball with great difficulty and did not ask the sitting adult to help.

No one cared about the little boy. I thought strangely, these people's attitude was a little too cold!

At this moment, the little boy's ball actually fell to my feet. Just as I was about to bend over to help the little boy pick it up, the little boy picked it up first.

The little boy looked at me strangely, as if I shouldn't help him pick things up. The eyes of the two of us met. The little boy's confused eyes suddenly lit up.

He raised the ball in his hand and happily said to me," Thank you, Sister."

I shook my head. Actually, I didn't help him either. He picked up the ball himself. However, the little boy's smile was really cute. He was really a little angel.

The little boy seemed to have discovered a new toy and stood beside me, unwilling to leave.

Suddenly, he pointed at his head and asked," Sister, have you seen my head?"

I looked at his cute little head and nodded." I saw it." The child's question was always so cute that he pointed at his head and asked me this question.

The little boy then asked me where his head was.

I helplessly wanted to rub the little boy's head, but the little boy avoided it. She looked at me with a mischievous smile, as if she thought I was playing with him. That ball, this ball was being tightly held in his hand.

"Sister, quickly answer my question!" The little boy stubbornly wanted me to answer that childish question.

Wasn't the answer to this question obvious? I thought to myself. However, didn't they say that children would always think of strange questions?

I helplessly replied," Your head is on your body." Was a child so childish?

Hearing my reply, the little boy ran back happily. I heard him shout at Grandma.

Was this little boy really Lady Song's grandson? I looked at Aunt Song.

The little boy ran to Lady Song and shook her clothes.

"Grandma, sister said she saw my head." The little boy's voice sounded very happy and his voice was very loud. It was as if the contents of my answer made him feel very happy.

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