She is the most cherished little ancestor of the Meng family.
Her small mouth is so sweet that it can make people sick, her hands are as soft as glutinous rice dumplings, she walks slowly, and she even speaks in a milky voice, like the sound of cicadas on a summer night, slowly worming its way into people's hearts.
Everyone in the house felt that she had no lethality, and she never failed to fight for something. She looked lazy and silly, but she could always silence people with one word and silence them.
He once said: "The fourth girl is the most precious little lucky star of our Meng family!"
When he was a child, he would coax her to take medicine with spoonfuls of iced buttermilk. But when he grew up, he just wanted to take this little breast dumpling home with his own hands and hide it in his heart, never letting anyone else take a second look at it.
He was a well-known little bully, with a violent temper and strong fists. He dared to fight anyone, but he turned into a puppy when he met her. He couldn't help but make her eyes red and shed tears, and he wished he could make the whole world laugh at her.
Everyone thought she was soft and easy to bully, but who knew that the little girl's silly words could poke a hole in everyone's heart.
And he was walking sideways, and his only weakness was her.
——"Don't cry, I can kneel down."
——"The fourth girl of the Meng family is the little lucky star in my life and the only treasure in my heart."
From childhood sweethearts, fighting and fighting,
Once the heart is moved, it falls step by step——
Only then did he realize that her gentleness was not something she pretended to do, it was something that grew in her bones.
