C219 It Was a Tie
C219 It Was a Tie
Fifth Xue, on the other hand, looked at the bowl that Xue Xiaowan had brought over. There was already fish soup that had been prepared beforehand in the bowl.
"Xiaowan?"
Hearing Fifth Xue's question, Xue Xiaowan silently lowered her head. Her fingers constantly touched the corner of her clothes.
She did not want to drink the fish soup that her sister had prepared...
But she did not know how to explain it to her father. She only saw that there was a hole in her younger sister's bowl, afraid that it would hurt her younger sister.
Xue Xue'er quickly stood on the stool like a young adult. It was a small ball and was a head taller than the table. "Fifth Uncle, Third Sister exchanged it with me because she saw a hole in my bowl!"
As she spoke, she also gestured with the changed bowl. This bowl should be the new one.
It was the same in the countryside. Every bowl was different, and most of them were old and broken. However, as long as the damage was not too serious, they had to be used again.
After all, the conditions were there.
Fifth Xue knew he had wronged his daughter and was a little embarrassed. "Xiaowan, it's father's fault. Father did not look carefully."
"It's fine, father! You should drink the fish soup too." Xue Xiaowan sensibly took Fifth Xue's bowl and also served him the fish soup.
The family was happy and happy, not to mention how happy they were.
Xue Xue'er was also very satisfied. It was the heavens that opened her eyes, allowing her to live another life and have such a good family.
"Milk, you should try this too!"
Xue Xue'er was clumsy and also filled half a bowl for Old Lady Xue.
It was not that she did not want to, this round table was still a little big and she really could not reach it. Plus, the spoon that was used to make the soup was also heavy.
If this was in the past, it would not be a problem at all! She took back the words that she didn't want to grow up quickly. At any rate, let her have a height of six or seven years.
"Aiyo, the milk Xue'er has grown up. She knows how to feel sorry for her milk." Old Lady Xue took the fish soup and drank a big mouthful. It was fresh and warm. This was simply warming her heart.
It was not only the fish soup that warmed her heart, but also her obedient granddaughter's heart.
Second Xue did not speak the whole time. He just drank a bowl quickly and did not dare to fill it too much. He only carefully asked Old Lady Xue's meaning, "Mother, I will get a bowl for Zhaodi."
Old Lady Xue originally wanted to say unlucky but when she thought that it was Xue'er's birthday, she held it back.
"Go, take care of it properly. Don't make things difficult for me at the last moment."
"Hey!" Second Xue received permission and quickly took a clean bowl and filled a large bowl for Wang Zhaodi.
He did not dare to speak anymore. His mother was willing to let Wang Zhaodi drink the fish soup. This was already a good deed.
The matter this morning had not been resolved yet. It was Xue'er's birthday and she had been unlucky early in the morning. Second Xue also wished he could sew Wang Zhaodi's mouth up.
Actually, he had already seen it clearly. Regardless of whether Wang Zhaodi was a boy or a girl in her womb, his mother did not seem to care much about it, let alone thinking about the matter of being on par with Xue'er, it was just nonsense.
Old Lady Xue was indeed angry but before her anger reached her heart, she was patted on the back by a soft little hand. "Milk, don't be angry ~ Wait till the registration day, milk and Xue'er will go together, okay?"
Xue Xue'er heard from Ouyang Qing'an that because primary school had just been established, so before the New Year, all the children who wanted to enter the school had to go and register. But the school time was five or six days after the Lantern Festival.
It was mainly to make it easier for the school to collect the information of the students and then order the school uniform.
Xue Xue'er was also very emotional. Actually, she had also heard that in the past, students would always wear their own clothes at this time. There was no school uniform for them to wear. Only Ouyang Qing'an and his family were very thoughtful.
Old Lady Xue lightly tapped Xue Xue'er's nose, "Milk will definitely go with Xue'er!"
This was her sharp heart. How could she not go and take a look at such a big thing like registration?
Xue Xue'er laughed and picked up the spoon to drink another two mouthfuls of fish soup. One had to say that she, Eldest Aunt, was really good at making fish soup!