Thunder roared in the sky, and silver lightning came out of nowhere.

Yi Min thought that it was the wheat harvest season, and such heavy rain would destroy a lot of wheat. I don't know if the wheat at home has been harvested? If you don't harvest it, you have to harvest it before it rains. The second sister is still sick, and her father and mother must be too busy.

Thinking of this, Yi Min's heart was a little panicked.

Staring intently at the large wheat fields that had been torn down by the wind outside the car window, I felt distressed, these wheat were their lifeblood.

"Auntie, don't worry about it, the village chief went to the county last week to hire a harvester, this good guy! From east to west, it only took three days to sweep the entire wheat field of Yijiazhuang. ”

Hearing this, Yi Min's heart relaxed.

It was this title that amused the whole carriage, and it was indeed a little funny for a man in his thirties to call a little girl in a school uniform Auntie.

Lao Lin touched his head and was silent. According to the solemn rules of the family, the generations cannot be chaotic, and the generations of the Yi Min family are the highest in the village. This aunt, he still got cheap, he should have called her old lady.

When the bus arrived at Yijiazhuang, Yi Min and Lao Lin got off the bus and walked two steps before it rained heavily.

God is like someone has made a hole, and this time it will go down endlessly.

It was drowsy and rainy for three days in a row, and people's mood began to be dull.

Yijia, who was still dripping, looked at the branches outside the window that had been crushed by the heavy rain, and looked in a trance.

Yi Min's gaze moved from the textbook to Yi Jia's body, and gradually froze.

A thunderclap that made the earthquake tremble woke up the silent interother.

Yi Min: "She's buried." ”

As if she didn't understand Yimin's words, Yijia continued to look at the little sapling that was devastated by the storm.

Yi Min: "He went insane and suspended from school. ”

The slightly painful breathing spread in each other's silence, Yi Min was distressing Yi Jia, but Yi Jia didn't know why she was in pain, was she blaming herself? Or is it for the impermanence of life?

"The head teacher is worried about you." Yi Min remembered Teacher Nie's haggard eyes.

Yijia still looked at the small sapling outside that was struggling to survive in the raging environment, breathing rapidly.

Yi Min: "People can't be resurrected after death. ”

The hand curled up in the quilt trembled, and the pain that she desperately endured was awakened by her words, but Yijia did not allow herself to show weakness with tears. For a month, she buried all her thoughts in her heart, became a part of her body, and then slowly combed it with bloodshots, and now she is slowly getting better.

The storm always had a day to leave, and the torrential rain that lasted for three days and three nights finally dissipated in the early morning of the fourth day, and the air was moist and cool.

Sun Shuxi took out the yawning Yimi from the West House, put her on the cement balcony in the courtyard, and then commanded Yihai, who was about to go to work, to carry Yijia here.

There is a large bamboo bed on the balcony, Yijia and Yimi sit opposite each other, and there is a small low table in the middle, and Yimi sits on the pillow, just right.

Sun Shuxi put the pen and paper and the sewing basket next to Yimi, and put the book in front of Yijia, so that he could go back to his parents' house to do errands.

Yimi, who had slept in her life, rubbed her eyes, nestled into Yijia's arms, and rubbed around coquettishly, just wanting others to coax her.

Yijia kissed her little sister's face and patted her back gently.

The quiet and intimate atmosphere was soon pierced by an excited shout.

"Second sister! Second sister! Look at it, good stuff! Yi Xiaopang grabbed a little boy in his hand and dragged people in front of Yijia.

The little boy lowered his head, and Yijia could see lightly from his reddened ears and slightly quivering eyelashes that he was a shy and introverted little boy.

Yimi looked curiously at the little guest in the house.

Yi Xiaochubby climbed onto the bed and kissed Yimi's face fiercely, before pointing to the little boy who was frozen in place and explaining to Yijia: "This is my new good friend, Hao Guopeng." Nickname, gummies. ”

Yijia warmly beckoned the little boy to sit on the bed.

The little boy was obviously different from Yi Xiaopang's other friends, with no wrinkles on his neat white suit, his waist straight, and his back straight, sitting quietly at the foot of the bed.

Yijia secretly praised in her heart, this move, I don't know what kind of family can raise such a tutored child.

Yimi, who was nestled in Yijia's arms and was comfortably reluctant to get up, pointed at Yixiao Chubby, and then pointed at the little boy, tilted his head, and smiled sweetly: "Little sister, little brother." ”

Yijia rubbed her little sister's head: "Yes, it's the little brother." ”

Since Yi Xiaopang knew the profound meaning behind the number "Little Three", she forbade Xiaomei to call her "Third Sister", and after scratching her head and thinking hard for a while, she finalized the foreign and affectionate title of "Little Sister".

Yimi will only call this somewhat hypocritical "little sister" when she is begging for goodness.

When Xiaopang heard this, his heart blossomed, poked the little boy's waist, and urged: "Take it out quickly." ”

Yijia, who knew Yi Xiaopang's inferiority, turned her back to the little boy and glared at Yi Xiaopang: You are not allowed to bully children!

Yi Xiaopang shrugged innocently, she was not bullying, she was communicating normally, and the second sister was also fussed.

Yijia Nayi Xiaopang's scoundrel appearance can't help it, thinking, only in front of eating, Sanya will be so arrogant and domineering. She guessed that the little boy must have something to eat that Sanya wanted.

Sure enough, the little boy smiled shyly at Yijia and slowly pulled out a brown cardboard box from his school bag.

Yi Xiaopang snatched it, opened the carton, handed the contents to Yimi, and said proudly: "This is chocolate, it's delicious." ”

Even if the carton in his hand was snatched away, the little boy did not have any unhappy looks, and quietly watched Yi Xiaopang stuff the chocolate into the little doll's mouth.

Yijia's face was a little bad, and she looked at Yi Xiaopang with a stern face.

After Yi Xiaopang finished feeding his favorite little sister, he looked up at Yijia's face and trembled with fright. She is not afraid of heaven and earth, she is afraid of the dark and gloomy appearance of the second sister, if the second sister loses her temper, her father and mother will hide for three points.

Yi Chubby smiled flatteringly, carefully placed the chocolates poured on the table into the cartons, and then carefully stuffed the cartons into the little boy's hands.

After doing this series of actions, he urgently appealed: "I didn't coerce or induce!" ”

Yijia was indifferent, her face still dark. In terms of eating, Yi Xiaopang's credit value in her is zero.

Yi Xiaopang looked at Yimi, and her little sister's clear and clear eyes made her embarrassed to make up nonsense. She scratched her head weakly and explained with difficulty: "I invited him to eat fried cicadas the day before yesterday." Yesterday I invited him to eat a grilled snake. ”

Yijia's face darkened, she only knew that Sanya liked to eat from others, but she didn't expect Sanya to be so bold as to catch snakes and eat by roasting!

In front of the little boy, Yijia didn't break out, only suppressed her throat and said in a deep voice: "Westinghouse, Article 8." ”

The little boy looked at him with a blank look, apparently he didn't know what the puzzle was about a dumb riddle. But Yi Xiaochuan's face collapsed, she crawled off the bed with a stiff face, and slowly walked to the West House, her back was very gloomy.

Without acquaintances, the little boy became cramped, lowered his head, buckled the strap of his schoolbag, and remained silent.

Yimi got up from Yijiade's arms, walked on the bed barefoot, walked in front of the little boy in two or three steps, sat quietly for a while, and then twisted his fingers, and said with a pink face: "Can I change with you?" ”

With her left hand, Imi picked out the best piece of clothing made for the rag doll from the sewing basket, and pointed to the little boy's cardboard box with chocolates in her right hand.

The little boy handed over the cardboard box, but did not pick up Yimi's small clothes.

Yimi looked at Yijia helplessly.

Yijia could see that the little boy's family conditions should be very good, and he had a dispensable attitude towards this box of chocolates, so he nodded to Yimi.

Yimi smiled brightly, and after taking only six chocolate chips, she put the carton in the little boy's hand again.

Returning to Yijia's arms, Yimi happily opened her purse, and while putting the chocolates one by one, she said to herself: "Mommy, Dad's, Big Sister, Second Sister, Little Sister, Mine!" ”

After putting everything in the purse, Yimi smirked with satisfaction for a while, took the pen and began to learn to write numbers, write a number, and look at the purse with chocolate.

This rare painting made Yijia's heart astringent.

The little boy was a little uncomfortable, and looked at Westinghouse from time to time.

"Little brother, what animal do you like?" After Yimi finished writing the crooked numbers on a piece of paper, she held the sewing basket and moved to the little boy's side and asked.

When Yijia speaks, the little boy will be nervous, and Yimi, a small doll, can make him relax.

"Garfield."

Yimi tilted her head and frowned in annoyance.

"Are pandas the same as Garfield?"

The little boy looked serious and said, "It's different. A panda is a panda and Garfield is a Garfield. ”

Emico, she didn't know what Garfield looked like.

Yijia raised her eyebrows when she heard Garfield, she learned from the magazines that her classmates bought, Garfield is a character in foreign cartoons, and few people in China know about it.

"Sister." Yimi, who received the setback, rubbed Yijia and was sullen.

Yijia couldn't see the little sister like this, so she looked at the little boy and asked softly, "Do you know how to draw Garfield?" ”

The little boy's eyes lit up and he nodded.

Yijia took out a white cloth from the sewing basket, handed the pencil in her hand to the little boy, and asked, "Is it okay to draw here?" ”

The boy wondered why he didn't draw on paper, but he nodded, took the pen, and quickly drew an outline of Garfield.

Yimi's sullen little expression swept away, and she watched Garfield's appearance take shape little by little.

Yijia put her mind at ease, reviewed the knowledge points again, and when she rested, she saw that Yimi was embroidering according to Garfield's pencil print, and the little boy pointed to the color, and it could be heard from his relaxed tone that he was happy now.

There was a sunny outside, and Yi Xiaopang in the West Room was struggling to implement the eighth family rule, writing English short stories a hundred times, and by the time she wrote thirty times, she could already recite it backwards, and the remaining seventy times were all torment.

Until the little boy left happily with Garfield's handkerchief, Yi Chubby was still writing miserably.

And Yimi, who finally delivered something, counted the chocolate beans in the carton with peace of mind.

When Yi Xiaopang finished the weekend and went to class again, she suddenly found that her little sister had become a popular figure, and she had become the object of scolding.

This qiē was inexplicable to her!