"You should have written me a letter, and I can pick you up at the station."
"Why are you picking me up? I'm still stubborn." After that, they began to climb the stairs.
"It's too small. Aunt, please walk slowly." Miss Fang Wanqing looked back at her aunt and said with concern.
Soon, they arrived at their home.
As soon as Murong Xinhua entered her goddaughter's house, she sat down on the sofa and shouted, "I'm really tired."
After a while, he said to his nephew Fang Jingyu, "Are you tired?"
Hearing this, his nephew Fang Jingyu shook his head. His pair of glasses looked around, but there was no peace for a moment.
Murong Xinhua, Miss Wanqing, said, "Do you have any water here?"
Fang Jinyu, his nephew, had already seen the big glass bottle with water on the table. Hearing Murong Xiny
