As the sun wore on, the women who washed the vegetables dispersed.

Smoke rose above the door, and after a while, the smell of food wafted out.

It's like a signal to recall the old people who are still chatting one after another.

At the door of the hall, only Yang Haixia and Carambola Creek remained.

The father and daughter occupied the bench left and right, looking at the long rope thrown by the children in the yard and the ball blown by the pig's urine bubble, silent.

Yang Haixia has never talked much when he is at home.

Carambola Creek is too lazy to find a topic.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while.

"It's time to eat. Cheng Cuijuan cooked the meal, brought it to the table in the hall one by one, and shouted with a smile, "Ah Yan Ah Jin, you two come out to help." ”

Yang Yanxi got out of Yang Jinxi's room.

Yang Jinxi rubbed his eyes and followed.

Both of them honestly followed to the kitchen to help with dishes and chopsticks.

"Don't go out lately, if you have to go out, remember to say it. Yang Haixia suddenly said.

Carambola Creek raised her head, looked outside, and then looked inside the hall, with a blank expression: "Dad, are you telling me?"

Yang Haixia's gaze swept over and became sharp.

Carambola Creek looked inexplicable and met Yang Haixia's gaze.

"Last time, there were fish that slipped through the net. Yang Haixia moved his ears to make sure that no one came out, so he said in a suppressed voice, "You are being targeted, from school to here, there are people." ”

"Who was last night?"

It wasn't your average thief, she knew, but how could it be those people?

"Hmm. Yang Haixia responded lightly and stood up.

"But if those people were the ones, shouldn't they come at me? That man kept staring at Yanxi last night, looking at his frame, as if he wanted to beat Yanxi to death, and Yanxi didn't know about it. ”

Carambola Creek raised doubts.

"Are you sure?" Yang Haixia's footsteps stopped, and he looked sideways at her again.

"Sure, all the moves are killer moves. Carambola Xi nodded and said with certainty, "It's all going to the head." ”

"Then let Yanxi not go out and read a book at home. Yang Haixia was silent for a moment and said.

"What did the two of you say? Why don't you come over for dinner?" Cheng Cuijuan came out with the last dish, looked at Yang Haixia with a smile and said softly, "You won't be Xun Taotao, right? I can tell you, the fault of the school is Qingqing, you are not allowed to lose your temper." ”

"Nope. Yang Haixia answered, went to the well to scoop water and wash his hands, and then returned to the hall and sat directly above.

That's his position, whether he's in or not, Cheng Cuijuan will keep it, and the children won't be allowed to take a step forward.

"Momo, come. Cheng Cuijuan carefully brought hot water and waited for Carambola Creek to wash her hands.

Carambola Creek didn't refuse.

The boxy wooden table, Yang Haixia occupies the top, Cheng Cuijuan occupies one side, and the remaining two benches are for the four children.

Carambola Creek and Qingxi have always been seated.

At this moment, Yanxi Jinxi had consciously sat together.

When the meal was served, Qingxi came back and sat down in his place with his head down.

Cheng Cuijuan glanced at it and didn't say anything more.

As soon as Yang Haixia started, a few people followed suit.

At the dinner table, there was silence and order.

These are all Cheng Cuijuan's requirements for them.

For example, food is silent, sleep is silent, for example, the elders do not move chopsticks, juniors cannot be rude, and for example, they are not allowed to grab food, and they are not allowed to smack their lips and make sounds...... It's a lot, it's a lot.

Carambola Xi has to admit that Cheng Cuijuan is a delicate and elegant woman, and at the same time, she is also curious about how the vulgar Cheng family cultivated such a daughter.

"I'm done. Yang Qingxi ate very quickly today, finished a bowl of rice with a sullen head, said a sullen word, stood up and left.

"Ouch!"

Carambola Creek's mind moved, and then, the bench she was sitting on was cocked, and she sat on the ground.

"Yang Qingxi!" Seeing this, Cheng Cuijuan's face suddenly darkened, she slammed down her chopsticks, pointed to the wall on the side and said, "Stand there and face the wall!"