Chapter 332: Actually you don't really hate it 2

332: Words Crush Normal-Advanced Level 2 Answers
In the late afternoon, three people who just came out of the swimming pool walked refreshingly on the main road to the pedestrian street.
The sun was shining hot on the head, and the willows on the road were sunburned and pulled down from their heads. Later in the evening, they looked up at the pedestrian street not far from the day, and couldn't help but whispered, "I feel like I'm thirsty . "
"I'll buy you mineral water later." Li Xin listened to her, couldn't help smiling, and said to her lowly.
Han also gave Li Xin a white look and whispered, "You can do it."
"Oh, you can also show that you are going to buy milk tea for late evening." Li Xin glanced at Han Ye lightly, his voice full of disdain.
"Buy it and buy it later. Later, I'll buy you a glass of iced milk tea later!" Han also turned his head and said in a serious tone towards Wan Wan.
"Call my sister." Yu Wan coughed slightly, raised her head, and smiled at Han.
"Oh, sister ..." Han Ye's voice shouted reluctantly.
It doesn't matter if you let him call her sister at home, but at this moment in front of Li Xin, and let him call her sister, he always feels that Li Xin will laugh at himself.
Sure enough, just after he shouted, Li Xin's tone was full of irony: "Sure enough, it is sister-sibling relationship, dear sister-in-law."
"You don't talk, nobody is dumb to you." Han also said angrily to him.
Here again, here again.
I couldn't help rolling his eyes towards the sky late at night.
These two people are really not speculative, they can start arguing with just a few words.
As they approached the entrance of the pedestrian street, the two kneeling figures suddenly caught their attention.
Those two figures, one of which was a middle-aged man, was dressed in tattered clothes, his cheeks were tanned by sunlight, his hands were full of cracks, and his nails looked dark, all mud.
The other figure kneeling next to him was a little girl who was only three or four years old. Although the little girl was dressed in tattered clothes and her hair was messy, she was round and cute, with a pair of His eyes were timidly looking at the pedestrian streets coming and going.
He came to them in the evening and stood still, looking at a large white paper laying on the ground, with a black writing brush clearly writing that the little girl's mother had no money to treat because of a serious illness, and now she could only lie On the dirt in the mountain, he waited for his death. He took the child out to work to make money, but he broke a leg because of an accident on the construction site. Not only did he lose labor, but he did n’t get a dime compensation. Now only Begging with my daughter together, I hope the kind people can give them a little money so that they can make up the cost of going home, so that the little girl can look at her before the end of her life.
Seeing a few of them late in the evening, they stood in front of themselves. The ragged middle-aged man hurriedly used his arms to lift the little girl kneeling beside him.
The little girl looked up and stared at Wan Wan, her voice timid and pitiful: "Sister, can you give me some water to drink, I'm so thirsty."
Looking at the pitiful appearance of the little girl late in the evening, she felt uncomfortable in her heart. She crouched down and looked at the little girl kneeling in front of her. The voice was soft: "Okay, my sister will buy you water to drink. Are you hungry? Hungry, my sister will buy you something to eat, okay? "
(End of this chapter)