As soon as he walked into the room, Xiaoyao smelled a strong fragrance. Before he could say anything, he saw a man wearing an apron with a refined purple face coming out of the kitchen. When he saw Xiaoyao, a faint smile flashed in his eyes. Xiaoyao nodded gently to the man and called out faintly: "Uncle!" The man nodded gently, pointed to the sand and said, "Come on? Sit down quickly, the meal will be ready soon!" As he said that, he came directly to Honghe, took the clothes handed over by Honghe, and hung the clothes on the hanger.

Honghe seemed to have changed his shoes as usual, walked directly to Zi Yue's room, put his hand on the door handle, and used a little force, but the door was locked from the inside. A look of worry flashed through his eyes and said, "Xiao Yue, what happened? Don't be afraid, tell my mother, who bullied Xiao Yue from our family, quickly open the door, don't lock yourself inside!" As he said that, he twisted the door handle, but no matter how hard it was, the door could not be opened.

Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes slightly, and a dark look flashed in his eyes. He sat on the sand and watched Honghe fighting the door quietly, while Zi Yue crawled into the room and did not come out. The little uncle-in-law Zi Ji brought the food to the dining table, looked at Honghe and the direction of the door, and walked to the side of the door, looked at Honghe, who was already slightly angry, and said comfortably: "Okay, you sit next to Xiaoyao first, I will talk to the child!" Then he turned his eyes to the room and knocked on the door gently, saying, "Xiaoyue, who made you angry? Okay, don't bother with them, we are all friends, we must have a broad mind, right?"

Xiaoyao listened quietly to Zi Ji and Zi Yue's words, but received no reply. He couldn't help but sigh, walked to the door, knocked on the door gently, and said lightly: "Xiao Yue, open the door, I am Xiao Yao!" No one opened the door, Xiaoyao heard a burst of "whimpering" crying from inside, and a clear look flashed in his eyes. Looking at the worry in Honghe and Zi Ji's eyes, he squinted his eyes and said lightly: "Xiao Yue, crying cannot solve the problem, those

Those who laugh at you, those who mock you, those who deliberately make you angry, know that you are hiding here for them, and knowing that their purpose has been achieved, and when you know that for you, your aunt and your younger uncle are very worried, do you think they will be sad because of your crying, or will they applaud because of your crying, your crying is the source of their joy, wipe away their tears, open the door, and tell your brother, what happened, okay?"

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of Zi Qi's eyes. Unexpectedly, Xiaoyao said this directly. It should be said that it is not just that each door doesn't come in. Xiaoyao and Honghe's thinking really seems to be the kind of person who put Zi Yue directly on the victim's perspective. But if it really goes, Zi Yue is not necessarily the victim of this matter. It can only be said that Zi Yue encountered unhappy things outside, but is it really good to spoil Zi Yue like this? Will this make Zi Yue more rude?

The door opened from the inside, revealing a small crack, and then there were waves of footsteps. In the eyes of Zi Ji, who was slightly surprised but worried, Xiaoyao walked directly into the room, looking at the little girl who placed the elf egg on the table and sat alone on the bed crying. A dark look flashed in her eyes, and walked directly to the little girl's side, bent down, raised the little girl's face with her thumb, gently wiped off the tears from the corner of the little girl's eyes with her hand, and said with a faint smile: "Okay, don't cry anymore, our little princess Ziyue will not be beautiful if she cries!"

Zi Yue looked up at Xiaoyao, her eyes were a little red and swollen. She looked at Xiaoyao and said in a crying voice: "Brother Xiaoyao!" Then she started crying again, ran directly to Xiaoyao's arms, and started crying loudly. The sadness in the voice made Xiaoyao frown, gently patted Zi Yue's back, and quietly listened to Zi Yue's crying. Zi Yue cried, Xiaoyao said nothing, just lending her shoulders, gently patting Zi Yue, hoping to give Zi Yue support and strength.

I don’t know how long it took, Zi Yue’s voice was already a little hoarse, so she slowly stopped crying and began to sob. A look of unknown expression flashed in Xiaoyao’s gaze, and she said lightly: “Okay, let’s go out first, don’t stay in this room alone!” After hearing Zi Yue’s “happy”, Xiaoyao let go of Zi Yue. At this time, Xiaoyao’s shoulders were already a little wet. Xiaoyao looked at Zi Yue and said lightly: “Let’s go, tell my brother, what happened!”

Zi Yue grabbed Xiaoyao's index finger and walked out of the room. After seeing the worried gaze of Honghe and Zi Ji, she saw that the table was already cold but had not moved, a look of apologetic flashed in her eyes. She said to Honghe and Zi Ji: "Don't you still have to go to work? Go quickly, I, I'm fine!" As she said that, she turned her face aside, not wanting others to see that there were crystal tears in her eyes again.

Honghe shook his head gently and said lightly: "Dad and mother have both asked for leave today. There is nothing wrong. Tell me, what happened? Who bullied you?" As soon as he finished speaking, Zi Yue threw herself into Honghe's arms, and tears flowed out silently.

Feeling the warmth on his chest, a look of heartache flashed in Honghe's gaze, while Zi Ji stood aside, and a look of worry flashed in his gaze when he looked at Zi Yue.

Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes and went straight to the front of his backpack. He took out a herb and a bottle of sweet honey from his pocket. He found a cup of medicinal tea and made a faint fragrance. Zi Yue smelled the faint fragrance and couldn't help but stop crying and turned her eyes to Xiaoyao. Zi Ji looked at Xiaoyao without another look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. When he and Honghe were worried, Xiaoyao could still remain calm and prepare the most suitable medicine. In addition, Xiaoyao's current identity as a pharmacist, it should be quite simple to have a place in the Jushuang Hospital.

Xiaoyao picked up the cup, handed it to Zi Yue, and said lightly: "You're crying, drink some water, be careful of burning!"

Zi Yue nodded gently, took the cup from Xiaoyao's hand, placed her mouth at the mouth of the cup, and took a sip, but she felt a sweet smell, and a faint smile flashed in her eyes.
Chapter completed!