Said the five-year-old girl. One hand grasped Doraemon''s schoolbag, and the other short hand was only enough to put on Si Tong''s white clavicle, as if to hold Si Tong firmly.


    "Cough! Little sister, she''s not your mother. Yuxing? Your father''s name is Yuxing, isn''t it? Why do you call this sister mother? Does your mother look like this sister?"


    Suddenly, the little girl hugged Si Tong and said "this is my mother". Chen Zhenggang clanged his forehead. He reacted in a daze and corrected the little girl''s words.


    Several people nearby were frightened by the little girl''s words, but they didn''t care about their childhood.


    Yuxing did meet with Si Weimin and Wu Jinhua, but none of the family knew Yuxing''s name, so they thought the little girl was talking about someone else.


    Only Si Tong, after hearing this, looked down at the little girl.


    She''s lying.


    She said that when her parents loved her very much, she clenched the corner of Si Tong''s clothes and the whole person was about to shrink into Si Tong''s arms.


    Poor eyes are wet, like tears at any time.


    The little girl who didn''t say a word for a long time shouted at Chen Zhenggang''s milk in a loud tone when she mentioned her parents. Needless to say, she knew she was lying.


    And she said that her father was Yuxing?


    Are you her mother?


    Si Tong lowered her eyes deeply. She looked down and shrunk in her arms. She was pitiful. The child who looked so similar to herself immediately had a guess in her heart.


    The divine world has the ability to control time, just like Doraemon''s time machine, which can shuttle through time and space at will in the vast river of years.


    Si Tong doesn''t know who the God who controls time will be in the divine world, but any God who has this ability is definitely the best in the divine world.


    There are not so many coincidences in the world.


    The little girl sitting on her lap clutching the corners of her clothes is likely to be her and Yuxing


    Children of the future!


    ......


    No matter how much Chen Zhenggang wants to coax the little girl to be happy, the five-year-old girl is unwilling to talk to Chen Zhenggang again.


    Finally, Chen Zhenggang had to give up.


    "Can the little sister tell you your name?"


    Together with Si Weimin, he moved his luggage to the train luggage rack above his seat. Wu Jinhua sat next to Si Tong, carefully pointed his finger at the little girl''s face, and asked.


    The little girl thought for a moment, grabbed her schoolbag and looked for a circle in it. Finally, her fleshy little hand grabbed the homework book and pen in the schoolbag.


    The little meat hand wrote two words on the exercise book, and then handed it to Wu Jinhua. It said:


    Yuxi.


    "Yuqian, little sissy, that''s a nice name!" Wu Jinhua gave little sissy a thumbs up.


    Although children are still young and not sensible, they also like to listen to praise.


    Xiaoqian shrunk into Si Tong''s arms, suddenly grinned at Wu Jinhua with her lovely little tiger teeth.


    "Elder sister, I see. If only your children could be as lovely as little sissy!"


    Si Han sat on the other side of Si Tong''s seat. Although he had just got on the train, Si Han had taken out the homework assigned by the school and placed it on the table of the train seat. While doing his homework, he looked at little sissy and made a sound.


    There was a lot of noise around, but it didn''t seem to hinder the Secretary from doing his homework.


    Xiaoxi seems to understand that Si Han praises her loveliness. Her fleshy little hand covers her small cheek. It seems that as long as she can''t see others, others can''t see herself. She laughs.


    It''s a lovely and childish smile.


    The nearby Si Chen glanced at little sissy and always felt that seeing little sissy, he would remember that his baby sister had an affair with Yuxing.


    "Hum." Si Chen glanced at the beginning, looked at himself, closed his eyes and went to bed.


    Sitting on the train, the train was staggering. Little Sisi was obviously tired. She sat on Si Tong''s leg and soon fell asleep. Zizi saliva flowed from her tender mouth.


    Chen Zhenggang finally failed to achieve his goal and asked his son to sit with Si Tong to increase his feelings, but he didn''t give up.


    The hard seat carriages of the train have five seats in a row. The front and back are full of people, and there are bustling voices. It''s not easy to sit in such seats for 20 hours.


    Seeing little sissy asleep, Wu Jinhua held the child.


    The Secretary''s letter suddenly remembered something and told the Secretary Tong:


    "Sister, after the seven-day holiday, the school will have a sports meeting.


    "You asked for leave two days ago. When you return to school, remember to report the two projects you want to participate in the sports meeting at the first time, otherwise the Sports Committee of your class will report the projects you are not good at."