As soon as the winter vacation ended, it was the New Year in the blink of an eye. On the twenty-eighth day of the year, Anxin's family invited his uncle's family and Mr. Zhao's family to come to the New Year together. (In the author's hometown, the regimental year is not necessarily the Chinese New Year's Eve regimental year, you can choose the day of the reunion year, and you can invite familiar relatives and friends to come to the house to have a reunion dinner.) ）

The more rural it is, the more elaborate the reunion dinner becomes. The uncle's family came early, and the aunt helped Grandma Lin cook in the kitchen. Anxin did not interfere in the preparation of the reunion dinner, and the little girl who was not married here could not cook the reunion dinner.

"The sweet potato dumplings are fried, come and try them." The eldest aunt came out with a basket of fried golden red sweet potato dumplings.

Little Doudou cheered and rushed up to eat. The eldest aunt pinched one for him, but he burned his left hand and threw the rice balls back and forth with his right hand. Also whirring: "It's hot, it's hot." ”

Zhao Yong grabbed the sweet potato dumplings that Doudou threw in the air, and carefully blew Doudou before handing it to Doudou. Doudou's two little hands grabbed the sweet potato dumplings and gnawed their cheeks like a little hamster, and they didn't forget to thank Zhao Yong while eating: "Thank you, Brother Zhao Yong." ”

Although with the help of Zhao Yong, Doudou ate sweet potato dumplings with crispy and crispy shells and sweet and cowardly inside, children are a little afraid of life after all. After Doudou and Zhao Yong poured thanks, they hid behind Anxin with sweet potato dumplings and quietly looked at this newly recognized brother.

Zhao Yong took the basket in the hands of his aunt and put it on the table where the adults in the hall were talking, and Anxin turned around to pick up Doudou, walked into the kitchen and filled a bowl of fried sweet potato dumplings with a large bowl, and sat at the table in the backyard to play with Doudou. Zhao Yong put away the sweet potato dumplings, did not intervene in the topic of adults, and used the excuse of playing with Doudou, and also came to the backyard to find peace of mind.

"Are sweet potato dumplings delicious?" Holding Doudou with peace of mind, holding the sweet potato dumplings and blowing them cold, he handed them to Doudou, and helped him wipe the oil stains on the corners of his mouth.

"Delicious, O(∩_∩)O. Grandma's sweet potato dumplings are the most delicious. After eating one, Doudou took the cool rice balls in Anxin's hand, and smiled brightly.

"Yes, but you need to eat a little less, there will be a lot of delicious food later! There are also fried crispy pork, fried shrimp chips, and many dishes at noon, if you eat too many rice balls, you can't eat other delicious dishes. Anxin smiled and touched Doudou's head, and patiently said to Doudou.

"Well, okay, Doudou will eat other delicious things later, and I won't eat this glutinous rice ball. Sister Anxin is the best, Sister Anxin, you also eat glutinous rice balls. O(∩_∩)O" Doudou took the glutinous rice balls in his hand and signaled that he would not eat this after eating, and pointed to the glutinous rice balls in the bowl to let him eat with peace of mind.

"I also blow sweet potato dumplings for Doudou, am I okay?" Zhao Yong couldn't help but tease him when he looked at the cute and cute appearance of Doudou Powder.

"Brother Zhao Yong is also very good. O(∩_∩)O" Doudou tilted his head, thought about it, and said to Zhao Yong with a smile.

"Then who is better, me or your sister Anxin?"

"Of course it's better to be Sister Anxin!" Doudou didn't want to answer, and looked at Zhao Yong suspiciously, as if wondering why Zhao Yong asked so.

Zhao Yong immediately made a sad look. Doudou saw that Zhao Yong was unhappy, and hurriedly comforted him: "Brother Zhao Yong, you are also very good, but you are not as good as Sister Anxin." ”

"Why is Sister Anxin better than me?"

"Because Sister Anxin cooks good food for Doudou, tells stories to Doudou, plays with Doudou, and never kills Doudou!" Doudou counted them one by one on his fingers.

"Then my brother will also buy you delicious food, tell you stories, play with you, don't hurt you, will you think that your brother is as good as Sister Anxin?"

"No, my sister said that, but she still kills me sometimes. Only Sister Anxin will not murder me. Doudou shook his head in disbelief.

Zhao Yong took Doudou's hand and said, "Brother promises not to murder you, we will pull the hook and seal it." ”

Doudou and Zhao Yong hooked their fingers, pulled the hook hook and stamped it. Zhao Yong touched Doudou's face and said with a smile: "Now believe it, is my brother as good as Sister Anxin now?" ”

"No, it's better to be Sister Anxin!" Doudou still shook his head resolutely, indicating that peace of mind would never waver in his mind.

"Why?" This time, Zhao Yong was really depressed, and he sighed that the children now are not easy to coax.

"Because Sister Anxin is good-looking, you are not as good-looking as Sister Anxin! And Anxin sister is fragrant, you are not fragrant. Doudou leaned on Anxin's arms, smelled Anxin's clothes and said to Zhao Yong as a matter of course.

“Σ(°△°|||) ...... "Zhao Yong is desperate for this world of face-seeking, such a young child can already decide his status according to a person's appearance!"

Anxin looked at Zhao Yong with a shocked and collapsed look and smiled, and comforted him in a low voice: "In my heart, brother, you are the best." And he is also very handsome and looks very secure. ”

Zhao Yong instantly felt that the injury he had suffered had been healed.

When Doudou heard it, he felt dissatisfied, and shouted: "Sister Anxin, what about Doudou?" Is Beanie good? ”

"Okay, well, Doudou is the cutest and smartest baby! The crispy meat is almost ready, and my sister will serve you crispy meat. You and Brother Zhao Yong are here to play for a while. Anxin nodded Doudou's little nose, got up and put Doudou in Zhao Yong's arms, and went to the kitchen to get crispy meat.

"Brother Zhao Yong, why do you look like those uncles, but your mother asked Doudou to call you brother?" Doudou sat in Zhao Yong's arms and finally asked this question that had puzzled him for a long time.

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