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"Aunt, the teacher said to pay ten dollars tomorrow."
"Why?" Ye Wangshu carried a bucket, poured water into the jar and looked back at Xiaoyan, the niece who came in.
"The teacher said it was a miscellaneous fee." Xiaoyan didn't dare to look at her aunt, so she twisted the strap of her schoolbag with her hand and entered the room.
Ye Wangshu put down the bucket, asked for eight buckets of water and filled the water tank in front of her. She just picked out four buckets, and her back aches. The children are going to finish school, and dinner hasn't arrived yet. She has to catch her breath before picking the remaining four barrels. She followed Xiaoyan into the room, looked at her niece and said, "Where is Bao Xiao?" Bao Xiao is Xiaoyan's younger brother, and the two sisters are two children left by her brother Ye Wangquan.
"Before entering the door, he said he had to pee and go to the toilet." Xiaoyan is ten years old and looks like her runaway mother Zhang Ping. She is very handsome.
Ye Wangshu listened, uneasy, and hurried to the toilet outside the house. I looked up and saw my five-year-old nephew Bao Xiao coming out of the gray wall. I saw menstruation Ye Wangshu and grinned. "menstruation, I'm back."
Ye wangshu breathed a sigh of relief. She has taken care of two children for several years, and Bao Xiao was brought up by her as a baby. The child is very naughty. He runs around in the mountains and rivers, and Ye Wangshu is always worried about him. She took Bao Xiao's hand and her aunt and nephew walked into the house. Xiaoyan stood at the door, looking at her aunt and ...