There is no need to say any more superfluous words, Song Yiyi has already woken up.

She sat up in a daze, slowly opened her eyes, and saw Zhuang Moxiang and Grandma Song standing in front of her.

Grandma Song saw that her granddaughter had come to her senses, and because Song Yiyi was lying in a kimono at the time, there was nothing wrong with her sitting up directly now, so she was relieved.

Zhuang Moxiang didn't understand what Grandma Song meant, although he didn't say it explicitly, he also felt that it was very bad for him to go straight into the girl's house.

The tips of Zhuang Moxiang's ears were a little red, and he was a little embarrassed in his heart. He just looked at Yiyi, who was sleeping soundly, her face was white and red, and her pink and moist lips were slightly open, and he really moved the "pure" idea of embracing her into his arms and sharing it with her.

Song Yiyi got off the kang and asked casually, "Bought it back?"

Zhuang Moxiang hurriedly responded: "I bought it back, and I bought the sauce beef directly, which can save trouble." ”

Song Yiyi looked at Grandma Song again: "Grandma, then I'll make cold noodles." ”

Grandma Song grabbed her: "Wait a little longer, your dad doesn't know where he went, and he hasn't come back yet." ”

Song Yiyi stuck out her tongue, she fell asleep by herself, and didn't tell her grandfather and grandmother: "Grandma, Dad temporarily remembered something to deal with, and he will be back in a while." ”

Grandpa Song also walked in, just in time to hear his granddaughter's explanation: "Then wait a while and make cold noodles, and we'll eat them with your father." ”

Then, he waved his hand at Zhuang Moxiang: "Xiaozhuang, go, accompany grandpa to play chess." ”

Zhuang Moxiang wanted to accompany Song Yiyi, but the elders were invited, so he had to follow.

Grandma Song looked at her granddaughter, whose hair was a little messy because she had just woken up, helped her brush her hair with her hand, and said softly: "Yiyi, although it is not said that men and women are seven years old at different tables now, they must also guard the big defense of men and women." ”

Song Yiyi listened to these obvious warnings, and some didn't react, she didn't get close to any man. Wait, Zhuang Moxiang? The two of them have always been affectionate and courteous!

However, Song Yiyi saw the worry in Grandma Song's eyes, and still responded obediently.

However, Song Yiyi and her family have never hidden, and since she couldn't figure it out, she asked generously: "Grandma, why do you say that?"

Grandma Song looked at her somewhat ignorant granddaughter, and couldn't help laughing, she was not very old in the end, although her body was no different from that of an adult, she was still a child: "A girl's room can't let outsiders in casually, especially men!"

"Not even if you like or like a man who likes you. Sometimes, people are impulsive, and the consequences of that situation will make you regret it!"

Song Yiyi didn't feel that her grandmother was nagging at all. Grandma didn't know that she was an extremely mature, even well-informed soul inside, if not that she was a sixteen-year-old girl who had grown up normally.

A heart of love made her smile and nod.

Song Yiyi does believe that girls should have self-esteem, self-respect, and self-love, even if the social atmosphere experienced in later generations is extremely open, but her thinking is still conservative, and she must maintain a pure body before marriage.

Not to mention, the Gu family is very strict with the family rules for boys and girls.

Song Yiyi, who has experienced a two-pronged approach, would allow herself to make a big mistake in this regard, so she raised her right hand to make an oath: "Grandma, don't worry, I know what girls can't do." ”

Although Zhuang Moxiang accompanied Grandpa Song to play chess, more than half of his energy was on Song Yiyi. "Listening" to the conversation between Grandma Song and Song Yiyi, her hand shook and she dropped the wrong chess piece.

Grandpa Song laughed: "Eat!" The two chess pieces collided loudly, and a Zhuang Moxiang's chess piece "horse" was eaten in this way.

waited until it was dark before Song Zemin returned home.

Song Yiyi immediately went to cook cold noodles, and after cooking, put them in cold water to cool them and put them in a big bowl.

On the cold noodles, arrange the spicy cabbage, shredded cucumber, chopped coriander, pear slices, a few slices of cooked beef, half a hard-boiled egg, pour garlic sauce, sprinkle with cooked sesame seeds, drizzle with sesame oil, and finally pour the pre-mixed soup.

Soon, the Song family held a big bowl and ate cold noodles in a suck. The taste is sweet and sour, sweet and spicy, the cold noodles are flexible and smooth, and the soup is cool and moistens the throat, making people feel comfortable to eat.

Grandpa Song ate two bowls by himself, but Song Yiyi didn't give him any more serving, so he had to promise: "When you and your grandmother go to the capital during the summer vacation, I will make it for you a few more times." ”

Grandpa Song put down his chopsticks a little reluctantly, and then thought of buying cold noodles: "Yiyi, do I have to bring some cold noodles over then?"

Song Yiyi spread her hands: "Grandpa, I don't usually go shopping in the capital, I don't know if there are any cold noodles that sell, you still bring some over to stabilize it." ”

Seeing that Grandpa Song had no problems, Song Yiyi said, "I have to prepare something to eat on the way tomorrow, as well as breakfast tomorrow." ”

Song Zemin drank the last sip of cold noodle soup: "I'll go to the kitchen with you, prepare early, and rest early." ”

The father and daughter walked to the kitchen and discussed the food they would bring on the road tomorrow: "If you don't bring food, it's too troublesome, and you can fill your stomach on the road." ”

Song Yiyi heard Song Zemin say this, so she responded: "Then the pie, there is noodles and filling, and then drink some water, and it's basically done." ”

"Boiled some more tea eggs and ......"

Song Zemin boiled the tea eggs first, and then began to chop the filling.

Song Yiyi looked at Song Zemin, who was still gentle and elegant even though he was holding a kitchen knife in front of him: "Dad, chop more stuffing, let's eat wontons tomorrow morning." ”

Then, frowning slightly: "Why don't you get up early and make pies again?"

Song Zemin raised his eyebrows: "Yiyi, do it tomorrow morning, it's too rushed." Besides, it was hot at the time, and it was cool by noon. ”

Song Yiyi nodded: "The wonton stuffing is ready, and it will be wrapped tomorrow morning, so that the skin will not be hard." ”

Zhuang Moxiang, who then entered the kitchen, finished washing the dishes and chopsticks, and began to mix noodles non-stop.

Grandma Song, who wanted to help next to her, was a little embarrassed, and as soon as the child came back, she rushed to work: "Xiaozhuang, you take a break, I'll come to meet or let Yiyi come to meet." ”

Zhuang Moxiang immediately shook his head: "I'll come, just let Yiyi guide by the side." He still remembers Grandma Song's teaching to his granddaughter, and he must have a good impression at this time.

Song Zemin smiled: "Mom, you and Dad are going for a walk, and we will be almost ready when we come back." ”

But I was thinking in my heart that I had to let Zhuang Moxiang do more work, one is to improve his cooking skills, and the other is to get used to it, so that he can do it more smoothly after marriage. As a father, of course, I feel more sorry for my daughter!