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In January 2005, when the early winter came early, the teacher in front of the podium pushed his glasses and said seriously: "Students, this year is the last year of your third year of junior year, you come to school next semester, just It is already a junior three student. The teacher hopes to see you with a new look. You will have a good review at home during the holiday. Our seven classes have always been a model for all classes. Message. "

The junior three students were encouraged and everyone responded together!

"Then, it's winter vacation next, everyone pay attention to safety, don't go to the river and pond to play with water, I wish you all a happy new year!"

"Teacher Zeng Happy New Year!" Cheers gradually started. Teacher Zeng smiled and shook his head. They were still a group of 14-year-old boys.

Hua Ting happily walked with Bei Yao carrying her schoolbag: "Yao Yao, you are so powerful, I took the third place in our class."

Bei Yao smiled, Pei Chuan was the most powerful. If she was not in a class with him, she had never known that Pei Chuan had always been the first grade.

The two little girls were at the crossroads, Hua Ting shook hands vigorously, hands placed on the mouth to make a trumpet shape: "See you next year!"

"See you next year!"

When Bei Yao returned home, the sky was snowing again.

"Yaoyao come in quickly, what to see!"

"Mom." Bei Yao turned around and saw Zhao Zhilan holding the child in front of the rental house.

Xiao Beijun was only ten months old, and his round eyes looked around curiously. Seeing her sister, her small hands waved with joy.

Zhao Zhilan was hit on the cheek with his small hand, and wrapped him in tears. "I like your sister, don't you? I'm not so excited to see your father."

The little baby Bei Jun captured the word "sister" in the mother's words and babbled and repeated: "Knot, clean."

Beiyao rubbed his warm nose against his nose and smiled to correct: "It's sister."

"Jiejie."

Xiao Beijun's first learned words were not parents, but sisters.

Zhao Zhilan said: "Go home at night to pack up the things you want to bring. This year we will go to the grandmother's house for the Chinese New Year." After all, with this "illegal" second child, the grandmother who went to her mother's house for New Year's Day Beiyao can also take a look When you think about your child, what you think is the best choice.

As a minor, Bei Yao had no choice at all. She nodded and followed Bei Licai at night to pick up things.

"Dad, I will go downstairs."

"Okay, come back early."

"Ok."

Bei Yao stepped on the wet road. In January of this year, the snow in City C had not yet accumulated, and there was a little snow with half nails up and down.

Beiyao went downstairs and met Pei Chuan who was out.

The teenager was wearing a dark blue down jacket, and he pulled the zipper to the throat with no expression on his face.

As soon as the two met, they stopped. Xiaoxue fell on her eyelashes, and Bei Yao Xing'er's eyes stained with a little smile: "Pei Chuan, why are you coming out?"

"Help me get the letter."

That letter was sent by mistake and was sent to the mailbox of a family member opposite. The postman just called to apologize.

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