"Sister, I'm fine, really. Carambola hugged Yang Danxi with her backhand, avoiding Cheng Cuijuan's outstretched hand without a trace.

Yang Danxi hugged her sister and cried bitterly, thinking about last night's thrill, she couldn't stop.

"Sister, I'm hungry. Carambola Xi patted Yang Danxi's back and said softly.

The eldest sister's personality has always been the kind of person who reports good news but not bad news, and last night's incident will definitely not be mentioned to the family, and if you are frightened and worried, you can't control your emotions.

This kind of crying method can't stand even those who are beaten with iron.

"Dandan, it's good that Tao Tao is back, this day and night, you must be tired and hungry, don't cry, go and prepare hot water and hot rice for Tao Tao, let her have a good rest, and talk about it tomorrow." Cheng Cuijuan persuaded softly in the back.

"Yes, yes, I'll make you something to eat. Yang Danxi came back to his senses, let go of Carambola Creek, wiped his tears and ran home, and the reckless ones didn't look like the usual eldest sister.

"Aunt Juan, I'm worried about you. Being interrupted like this, the state of Carambola Creek was also adjusted, looked at Cheng Cuijuan, lowered her eyes and said apologetically.

"It's fine if you're okay. Cheng Cuijuan affectionately grabbed Carambola's arm and walked in, "Nothing is more important than your safety." ”

"I'm just too tired. Carambola Creek nodded obediently.

Yang Yanxi followed behind.

Several old people left behind in the gate also greeted each other, saying things like "It's good to be safe".

"Taigong, I'm back. Carambola Creek thanked them one by one and entered their own hall.

"Just come back, go wash up, eat some hot food and go to sleep. The old lady sat in the hall, looked at the star fruit stream, nodded, and didn't ask a word about the extra words.

"Where did you go, girl? The little girl's house didn't come back all night, how ugly it was to get out. In Yang Yanxi's room, Yang Yuanqiao said in a loud voice, mixed with the old lady's "ho ho".

Carambola Xi pulled her arm from Cheng Cuijuan's hand and glanced over.

The downstairs room is the largest in Yang Yanxi, and at this moment, there is a bed in the room.

The old lady was wrapped in a quilt and sat on the big bed.

Yang Yuanqiao was wiping his hands with a towel, muttering and nagging in his mouth, complaining about the old lady for a while, counting the carambola stream for a while, and scolding the person who set the fire for not dying well.

"The old Taimen can't live, in the future, the grandparents and your grandmother will live on our side, and you will start school soon, these days I will be wronged Yanxi and Jinxi to squeeze it, and when the day is better, I will clean up the room where you put the sundries out for your grandma to live." ”

Cheng Cuijuan sat on the side, whispering about the changes in her family.

"It's all my fault this time, I didn't have anything important, staying in the hospital is the same as raising a fetus at home, alas, who knows......"

"Momo, come. Yang Danxi came out with a big bowl of noodle soup.

Yang Yanxi didn't know when he rushed to the kitchen, and at this time he followed behind Yang Danxi and brought a basin of hot water.

Carambola Xi washed her face, sat down at the table and drank a big sip of hot soup, then looked at Cheng Cuijuan: "Aunt Juan, don't say that, you don't have the ability to predict the future, and you don't know those people, where can you know in advance that something is going to happen in the village and you are so coincidentally admitted to the hospital." ”

Cheng Cuijuan froze for a moment, and her eyes fixed on Carambola Creek.

Carambola Creek lowered her head and ate noodles naturally.

"What I said is that if I could have known earlier, I would definitely find a way to let your dad take precautions in advance, so that the villagers would not have to lose so much. Cheng Cuijuan retracted her gaze and said with a sigh.

"Hmph, if only you could take care of yourself and not make a mess. The old lady answered coldly on the side.

"Yes. Cheng Cuijuan was not annoyed, and responded with kindness.

Carambola Creek was also really hungry, too lazy to watch Cheng Cuijuan's performance, after eating the noodles by herself, she greeted the old lady, and was about to go back upstairs to sleep, but Cheng Cuijuan followed.

"Taotao, can you talk?"