Xiaoyu and Liu Lulu turned around and saw Deng Yinan standing in front of them, holding a paper bag in one hand and Liu Lulu's painting in the other.

Liu Lulu's face turned red as soon as she brushed the ground. She was nervous and trembling, and called out, "Deng Yinan." ”

Deng Yinan glanced at her, "Liu Lulu, don't call Brother Yinan now, huh?" "His mumb tail was raised, with a mischievous threat.

Liu Lulu called out honestly, "Brother Yinan." ”

He answered, nodded with satisfaction, and then turned his gaze to Chen Xiaoyu, tilted his chin proudly, and asked, "What about you?" Chen Xiaoyu? ”

Chen Xiaoyu snorted, snatched back the painting in his hand while he wasn't paying attention, and rolled his eyes, "I want you to take care of it." ”

Deng Yinan looked at her puffed up, but smiled, "Little hairy boy, your temper is quite big." Forget it, I don't care about you. Where's your little uncle? ”

Chen Xiaoyu didn't expect him to come to find Chen Wenhui, she was stunned for a moment, and then looked at him vigilantly, "What are you looking for my little uncle?" It's been almost a month since the quarrel in the vegetable market, and when I heard that Deng Hongmei had returned to Beijing, she kept in mind her grandmother's request and stared at Chen Wenhui to meddle with things.

"What's the matter?" Chen Xiaoyu asked cautiously.

"Hey, do adults and children have to take care of it?" Deng Yinan teased her with interest, I don't know why, from the first time he saw this girl, he felt that it was different from other girls, although she was so small, just like Liu Lulu and them, with small pigtails and big round eyes, but her eyes had a different look, which made people can't help but take a few more looks.

"My little uncle is reviewing his homework and doesn't like others to disturb him." As he spoke, Chen Xiaoyu raised his head and looked at the sky, and snorted from his nose.

"Oh. So he's at home. I know. Saying that, Deng Yinan nodded, walked around Chen Xiaoyu's side, walked up the steps of Chen Wenhui's small room with an arrow, reached out and knocked on the door, "Chen Wenhui." Open the door. ”

Wen Hui opened the door inside, yawning and complaining, "Who? So noisy. "He was a night owl, he liked to read at night, he slept during the day, and he was in a daze and was woken up by the noise outside.

"Little uncle, it's this guy who is arguing with you." Chen Xiaoyu stood on tiptoe and pointed at Deng Yinan to complain.

"Forget it, you're not much better." Chen Wenhui patted her head angrily, and then looked Deng Yinan up and down, "It's you, what's the matter?" ”

He knew this grandson of Grandma Deng's family, and when he heard that Grandpa Deng and Grandma Deng liked this grandson the most, he couldn't help but look at him again, and then said with a straight face, "What did you just call me?" ”

"Chen Wenhui." Deng Yinan was inexplicable.

Chen Xiaoyu snorted heavily on the side, Liu Lulu quickly pulled the corner of her clothes and whispered, "Xiaoyu, forget it, forget it, don't make any noise." ”

"Is Chen Wenhui's name yours?" Chen Wenhui said with a stern face, "Your grandmother calls my mother the eldest sister, and I call your father the eldest brother, although you are not a few years younger than me according to your age, but in terms of seniority, you should be the same as Xiaoyu, call me a little uncle, don't you say?" ”

Chen Wenhui said and secretly squeezed Chen Xiaoyu's eyes, which means, "Look, help you educate him." ”

Chen Xiaoyu immediately stretched out his thumbs at him and gave him a thumbs up.

Deng Yinan was a little stunned by his words, lowered his head and thought about it, and then said generously, "Oh, yes, I should call you uncle, then call you uncle." As long as you're not afraid of being called old. No, little uncle, this is the study material you want, and my aunt asked me to pass it on to you. As he spoke, he handed the paper bag in his hand to Chen Wenhui, which was wrapped in kraft paper and was the size of an explosive bag.

Chen Wenhui took the paper bag, and immediately couldn't wait to open the newspaper outside, he looked at the thick stack of notebooks inside, took out one, flipped through it casually, excited, and said again and again, "Thank you, thank you aunt." I really need this. ”

Deng Yinan nodded and said, "This is my aunt's self-study notes when she was in the countryside, she said, if you want to study by yourself to take the university entrance examination, you will definitely be able to use it, so when you go back to school, I will find it and send it back, and let me pass it on to you." ”

"Yes, I'm self-taught, maybe the foundation is too poor, it's a bit blind." Chen Wenhui touched his head and said embarrassedly. He tightly held the bag of materials in his arms, for fear that someone else would snatch it.

"I'm also studying the senior year of high school on my own, and if there is something I don't understand, we can also discuss it together." Deng Yinan said reservedly, his expression had a slight pride in the honor student.

Chen Xiaoyu snorted on the side again and muttered, "Amazing." ”

"Okay, okay, now I don't have to worry about no one. Thank you," Chen Wenhui ignored Xiaoyu's affection, and said excitedly, he knew that Deng Yinan was a middle school.

"Yes, little uncle." Deng Yinan said politely. He turned to look at Chen Xiaoyu, who was still polite and modest just now, and his expression had become beaming, as if to say, "Yes, it's amazing." ”

Chen Xiaoyu turned around indifferently and was busy lowering her head to pack her schoolbag.

"Chen Xiaoyu." Deng Yinan walked up to her and called her.

"What's wrong?" Chen Xiaoyu said indifferently, lowered his head and lowered his eyelids and didn't look at him.

"My grandfather went to Beidaihe for a meeting this week." He said.

"Oh." Xiaoyu sighed lightly, thinking to herself, she can stop handing in the brush this week.

"My grandfather said that during his trip to Beidaihe for a meeting, I would be in charge of your calligraphy." Deng Yinan said seriously.

"Why?" Xiaoyu jumped up, "Grandpa Deng didn't tell me, why should I hand it over to you?" ”

"With this." Deng Yinan said, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, unfolded it in front of Chen Xiaoyu, it was Grandpa Deng's handwriting, and instructed Chen Xiaoyu During his meeting, Xiaoyu's homework should be handed over to Deng Yinan for inspection and correction, not wasted, and said that he would come back to see it.

"How do I know this was written by your grandfather?" Xiaoyu sighed in her heart, her mouth was still fierce. "Why didn't Grandpa Deng tell me yesterday and ask you to convey it?"

Seeing Deng Yinan holding the piece of paper with a triumphant look, she was angry, and she was so angry.

"My grandfather left early this morning, and it was too late yesterday. Look at it, but it's stamped with my grandfather's private seal. Deng Yinan said, pointing to the red seal under the piece of paper.

The fact is that Grandpa Deng was originally going to give Chen Xiaoyu a holiday, Chen Xiaoyu's words have improved rapidly recently, and the old man felt that it was not impossible to let her go for a few days, but Deng Yinan volunteered to substitute for the class. In order to convince Chen Xiaoyu, he specially asked him to write a text message, and Deng Yinan also found his grandfather's private seal and stamped it.

"Xiaoyu, you see that Grandpa Deng is responsible for you, and he specially asked Yinan to check the homework during the meeting, so don't be unhappy like this. As the saying goes, the fist does not leave the hand, and the word still has to be practiced every day. ”

Chen Wenhui stretched out his hand comfortingly and wanted to pat her on the head.

Chen Xiaoyu turned his head away angrily, didn't let him pat, carried his schoolbag, and ran away as soon as he turned around.

Liu Lulu had been watching from the side and couldn't interject, and at this moment, seeing Chen Xiaoyu run away, she quickly packed her schoolbag and bench, and stretched out her hand to say goodbye to the two, "Goodbye Uncle Chen, goodbye Brother Yinan." Saying that, she chased after Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, wait for me." ”

Chen Wenhui shook his head and sighed.

Deng Yinan also waved his hand to Chen Wenhui, "Goodbye, little uncle." He walked down the steps, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and hummed an interlude from the Yugoslav film "The Bridge" in his mouth, "Ah, friend, goodbye, ah, friend, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, if I die in battle......"

He walked briskly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and it was so boring that during the summer vacation, teasing a little girl turned out to be his pleasure. That Chen Wenhui is also fun, he actually cares so much about the title, isn't "on seniority......" only between relatives? Can he and Chen Wenhui be considered relatives?

Relatives? A possibility popped up in his mind, but his face turned red......