The chopsticks were inserted upside down in his pocket, and Lin Qingyan held the edge of the big bowl in his mouth and walked forward quickly.

The free hands were not idle, and they were behind their backs at the junction of Fu Si's buttocks and thighs, making Fu Si cling to himself tightly, and Fu Si did not resist this, like a dead bamboo basket hanging on Lin Qingyan's back.

Lin Qingyan's eyes, mouth, and limbs were not idle, and even his thoughts were praying that Lin Tang did not come back, but there was one thing that Lin Qingyan was thankful for, except for a few children playing along the way, the adults hardly met one.

The corner of the lower end of the clothes was pulled by someone else, and Lin Qingyan not only felt the movements of the people behind him, but also the changes in Fu Si on his back.

Lin Qingyan stopped, the tugging on the corner of his clothes slowly stopped, but Fu Si's trembling became violent, the only thing Lin Qingyan could do was to solve the trouble behind him as soon as possible.

Lin Qingyan looked down at the lower right corner, it was a white and chubby little hand, Lin Qingyan couldn't help but compare this hand with the two around his neck, this hand was smaller than Fu Si.

Turning backwards along this hand, the owner of such a small left hand was a little girl in a pink cotton dress embroidered with butterfly patterns, with short pigtails and a dusty sandbag in her right hand.

If it weren't for this, it would be a cute and festive child.

The little girl was amused by the way Lin Qingyan held the bowl in her mouth.

Lin Qingyan was upside down, Fu Si's body moved up, his left hand tried to leave, his right hand moved to Fu Si's buttocks, and Fu Si's body was supported by Lin Qingyan's one hand.

Lin Qingyan, who was holding the success in one hand, released his biting teeth, and the bowl was grabbed by his left hand when it fell.

Lin Qingyan shook the bowl back and forth a few times, and directly put the bowl upside down on his head, and the edge of the bowl reached his eyebrows, not blocking the sight of his eyes. This bowl is larger than the size of the head, and the single ponytail behind the head is tied very low, so the bowl is still stable to hold like this, and it is much easier to hold it with your mouth.

After Lin Qingyan's left hand completed this coherent movement, he returned to his back to fix Fu Si, who had a downward trend.

"Isn't that funny?"

Lin Qingyan had funny thoughts about the little girl who was smiling so happily.

The little girl covered her mouth, stopped laughing, and after circling around Lin Qingyan, she pulled back the corner of Lin Qingyan's clothes with her left hand and replied, "Like a man with an iron hat." ”

Lin Qingyan got down to business, "Then may I ask, is there anything you have to do with me?" ”

The little girl pointed at Fu Si, tilted her head and said, "I'm curious, sister, why are you carrying a fool on your back?" Mom told me not to get close to her. ”

Lin Qingyan's hands tightened Fu Si's back, and he smiled at the little girl and explained: "She is a very important person for her sister, so whether she is stupid or smart, healthy or disabled, to her sister, she is her, there is no difference." ”

The little girl looked confused and didn't understand how to continue to ask: "Is it a very important person?" ”

"Yes, very important, very important." Lin Qingyan turned his body straightened, no longer explained to a stranger, and ended, "Okay, good boy, let go of my sister, my sister is going home." ”

After being entangled in Lin Qingyan's words for nearly ten minutes, the little girl let go of the corner of Lin Qingyan's clothes and looked back at Fu Si a few times as she ran.

The little girl's departure, Fu Sihui was as calm as stagnant water.

Fu Si was just afraid of the little girl, and no longer afraid of himself as he was when he first met, this kind of change was what Lin Qingyan was looking forward to. It doesn't matter if she's afraid of anyone, as long as she doesn't include anyone anymore. As for the ones she was afraid of, Lin Qingyan would stand in front of her to resist her.

Back at the Lin family, Lin Qingyan went straight into his cabin, Fu Si on his back was placed on the bed, Lin Qingyan pulled the folded quilt and covered Fu Si, and the corners of the quilt were tightened by Lin Qingyan on Fu Si's body, leaving no gaps that could enter the air.

Lin Qingyan took the bowl on his head with his left hand, looked at Fu Si, who was huddled in an unfamiliar environment, and turned around and left alone without saying anything.

Lin Qingyan stepped out of the threshold, paused for a few seconds, and after making sure that there was no voice from Fu Si's shouting, he closed the door outside without hesitation.

Lin Qingyan walked to the faucet, rinsed the dishes and chopsticks he took out with cold water a few times and put them back in the vegetable cabinet.

Plugging the door inside, Lin Qingyan came to the bed with a plastic basin full of hot water in both hands.

The plastic basin was placed on the ground in front of his feet, Lin Qingyan stepped back and squatted down, rubbed it a few times, wrung out the towel and put it on the palm of his right hand, and the heat of the towel carried water to the skin of the palm.

Lin Qingyan's left hand lifted the raised end, and Fu Si's upper body was exposed from the quilt. Fu Si looked up and found that it was Lin Qingyan, and in a blink of an eye, he became a puppet without perception. Lin Qingyan sat on the edge of the bed, approached Fu Si with his left hand, picked the hair that was messy on his face behind his ears, and wiped it with a towel from his forehead to his chin.

After wiping it back and forth three times, the dirt on Fu Si's face disappeared cleanly, and the water in the basin turned from clear to turbid.

This water can no longer be used, the towel on Lin Qingyan's right hand is thrown into the basin, and the splash touches Lin Qingyan's trouser leg and is absorbed.

Lin Qingyan shifted her position, picking at Fu Si's hair with her right hand, and a piece of wheat straw and hay blades that did not belong to her were pinched out by her index finger and thumb and thrown on the ground.

Looking at Fu Si's stupidity at the mercy, Lin Qingyan wanted to say something when an angry voice came from outside the door.

"Lin Qingyan, come out for me!"

Qian Qiao kept pounding the door with his right hand, holding Lin Hongcai with his left hand, and stopped abusing the door after Lin Qingyan opened the door.

Fu Si, who stayed on the bed, covered his whole body with a quilt, and in the eyes of others, what was on the bed was a futon that had not been cleaned up.

Lin Qingyan guarded the middle of the door, blocking Qian Qiao's sight.

"Sister-in-law, you're back." Lin Qingyan looked at Lin Hongcai, who was covered in mud, and continued to ask, "Is there anything wrong with me?" ”

After speaking, Lin Qingyan was pushed by Qian Qiao, took a step back and stabilized his footsteps, and before Lin Qingyan could ask the reason, Qian Qiao spoke up first.

"There's nothing I'll do with you." Qian Qiao pulled Lin Hongcai in front of him, pointed to the mud spots on it and scolded, "Look at these, you still have the face to ask, Hongcai was bullied, I can't take care of it anymore!" ”

The snot and tears on Lin Hongcai's face were mixed together, and he didn't look up at Lin Qingyan directly.

Lin Hongcai complained: "Mom, she bullied me for being a fool, and then pushed me into the mud pit, and pointed her nose and scolded me for being a stupid pig." ”

Stupid pig, for Lin Hongcai, it is really an appropriate adjective, Lin Qingyan really wants to personally thank the person who said this adjective for her.