The next morning, Wen An'an was woken up by a few babbling sounds. Early in the morning, Xiaobai began to hang his throat in the yard.

"Bai Yanyu, are you still letting people sleep?" When Xiaobai was still singing, he heard Wen Anhao's voice roaring out from next door.

"It's because you're too lazy that you're as fat as a pig" The soft and glutinous children's voice showed Wen Anhao's sore spot for a while.

In fact, Wen Anan thinks that the current second brother is chubby and very cute. But this is indeed what Wen Anhao has always minded the most. I didn't expect this boy named Bai Yanyu to say this matter with a poisonous tongue now. It seems that last night, the relationship between several people has become very good.

As soon as Bai Yanyu's voice fell, Wen An'an heard the door next door being opened with a 'bang', followed by Wen Anhao's noise, and Wen Anze's greeting to Wen's father.

For a while, the silent courtyard became lively because of the voices of several people.

When they had washed up, they came to the east room and sat down together for breakfast. Although there are only five people in the Wen family to eat, the breakfast is indeed very rich. White porridge, steamed buns, steamed buns, served with salted duck eggs, pickles, and some refreshing side dishes, just looking at it will make people have a great appetite.

Wen took a bun for Xiaobai, handed it to him and smiled: "It turns out that your name is Bai Yanyu, what a nice name." This is a meat bun, you should like to eat it."

Bai Yanyu glanced at Wen twice, and then blushed a little shyly. Then, perhaps afraid that this would be too rude, he immediately added urgently: "I like it." Name, the name was given to me by my uncle. …… My aunt can just call me Xiaobai."

Wen Shi heard Xiaobai's somewhat incoherent answer, smiled and nodded, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

Father Wen, who was serving vegetables for Wen Anze and Wen Anhao next to him, turned his head and said with concern: "Did you sleep well last night?"

Xiaobai looked at Wen An and Wen Anhao, who were immersed in eating, pouted their ruddy little mouths, and reluctantly said: "Except for the two of them, they drooling and grinding their teeth, everything else is fine."

Wen Anhao, who was eating, heard this, hugged the bowl and immediately jumped up, opened his eyes and said angrily: "You just drooled and grinded your teeth."

And Wen Anze, who was next to him, slowly added chopsticks and dishes before he said lightly: "You still snoring at night and talking in your sleep, didn't anyone tell you?" ”

"Hu, Hu, nonsense, I sleep very honestly" Xiao Bai blushed, pointing at Wen Anze and stammering.

Wen Anze swallowed the food in his mouth, raised his head and smiled at Xiaobai, and teased, "You, you, you are asleep, how, how, will, know, know?" ”

was asked by Wen Anze, but he couldn't speak, and looked at Father Wen Wen with red eyes and uneasy, looking like he was about to cry.

Wen Anhao saw that the kid surnamed Bai was deflated, sat down with a smile, stretched out his hand and slapped his brother, then raised his chin, and smiled at Xiaobai very arrogantly.

Wen saw that Xiaobai was about to cry, smiled and slapped the foreheads of his two sons lightly, and said angrily: "I can't stop your mouth when I eat." Also, don't bully Xiaobai" Then he reached out and picked up the bowl that was placed in front of Bai Yanyu and added a bowl of porridge for him.

Wen Qing'an touched Xiaobai's head and said with a smile: "Xiaobai, don't mind, these two are just playing with you."

Bai Yanyu followed Father Wen's words and looked at Wen Anze and the brothers, in fact, he knew everything, they were different from the guys he had met before, and everyone sitting here treated themselves sincerely. It was because he felt their sincerity that he could say those words to them without any guilt, and because he felt it, it made him even more greedy.

But he won't say it, he won't say anything.

didn't say anything more, Bai Yanyu lowered his head and hugged the bun and gnawed on it.

After breakfast, the whole family walked to the open space with Xiaobai. Because of yesterday's notice from the village, most of the people in the village were ready to go to the theater together after breakfast.

When we came to the clearing, the play had not yet begun. Everyone in the troupe is still busy. As soon as Master Qiao saw Wen Qing'an, he greeted him with a smile: "Master Wen, you came so early."

Wen Qing'an smiled and said hello to the class leader, then took out a basket and handed it to him: "This is some food that the insiders packed before going out, class master, don't be shabby."

Master Qiao rubbed his hands and said embarrassedly: "Where, where, the village paid us to act, it is a great favor for us, how can I ask for your things."

Wen Qing'an took the hand of the class master, stuffed the basket over and said, "This has nothing to do with the village, it's just the heart of our family."

"Then I'm here to thank you. By the way, I heard that Xiaobai borrowed the night at your place yesterday? Master Qiao took the basket, bowed and smiled.

At the mention of Xiaobai, Wen Qingan's originally smiling expression also faded. Then he took a few steps forward, and said in a low voice: "Master Qiao, Xiaobai looks like that..., especially in your business, I'm afraid it will be ......"

Master Qiao didn't expect Wen Qing'an to worry about Xiaobai, and he didn't know how to answer for a while. Rubbing his head against the handle of the basket.

The noise around made Master Qiao's silence seem extremely abrupt, and just when Wen Qing'an thought that the man in front of him would not say anything more, he heard his grand and deep voice sounding faintly: "Xiaobai is the child of an old man of mine." It's just entrusting it to me temporarily, in the future, maybe, maybe you have to send him back" Speaking of this, Master Qiao suddenly raised his head and looked at Wen Qing'an very firmly, as if he was swearing to him, and as if he was saying it to himself: "I, I, Qiao someone, will definitely protect that child"

Wen Qing'an suddenly realized that although he cared about Xiaobai, he didn't have any position to ask others to do anything here. Everyone has their own struggles, let alone those who live at the bottom of society. Suddenly, Wen Qing'an felt that he was a little ironic, obviously he couldn't help, and he was still pretending to be a good person here.

Wen Qing'an said apologetically: "Master Qiao, you don't need to promise me anything. On the contrary, I want someone to say sorry, obviously I can't help anything, and I still say something out of bounds."

"No, no, no, Master Wen, you are a good person, that's why you care about Xiaobai. If you say that, it really makes Qiao embarrassed."

Wen Qing'an looked at the embarrassed Qiao class master, and no longer wanted to delay on this topic, but smiled and said: "If there is anything in the future, as long as it is within my ability, Wen will definitely help." When the time comes, Master Qiao Ban should not be polite with him."

The fate of people is really a strange thing, obviously they were strangers one second ago, and in the blink of an eye, they became friends. Obviously, just a sentence in a certain moment may be able to change someone's fate.

Compared to the troubles of adults, children are always happy. At this time, the Wen brothers and sisters and Xiaobai were also extremely excited, running around in the open space, laughing and playing.

Because it was the occasion of the New Year, the opera troupe performed here again, so the villagers from all over the country rushed to hear the news. There are even some small merchants who rush here overnight, just to be able to make more money during the busy time. As a result, the open space that was originally full of people became even more crowded, and it became like a small bazaar.

Because it was on the edge of his own village, and under Wen An'an's crying offensive, the Wen family also allowed the Wen Anze brothers to take their sister around.

Xiaobai took the three brothers and sisters to the back of the stage, because the play was about to start, and the backstage was messy. Some people saw a few children rushing in, and they would scold and drive them away. However, a few of them didn't care, relying on their small movements and agility, they walked through the crowd, causing bursts of exclamations and curses.

When you come to the place where the props are discharged. Wen Anhao stopped the others, then raised a prop knife with both hands, and played with some difficulty.

Xiaobai saw that Wen Anhao was interested in this, and picked up the old student, clean, and ugly to hang the mustache for Wen Anhao to wear, but unfortunately Wen Anhao was too small, and the length of the mustache was almost to his knees, and the sides were too wide, so he could only hang on one ear, plus he struggled to hold the knife, and the whole person looked so funny and funny. It made the other three laugh.

After shopping backstage, Wen Anze and Wen Anhao took Xiaobai to move around among the little merchants.

This is not only Bai Yanyu's first visit to the 'bazaar', but also Wen An'an's first contact with ancient street stalls.

Because there were no stalls, the small merchants just carried two square boxes with flat poles, found an open space at random, and began to sell. The merchants' boxes are not ordinary household wooden boxes, but are made to resemble dressing boxes that can be pulled out by modern girls, with small objects placed on each layer. Hair flowers, handkerchiefs, bracelets, rouge, or small objects of needles and threads.

In addition to small merchants, you can also see craftsmen such as clay figurines and sugar figurines here. There are many adults and children around each stall, laughing and picking up their favorite things.

Wen Anze and Wen Anhao walked in front, and just turned their heads to tell Xiaobai to follow closely, they saw Xiaobai, who should have been by his side, standing in front of a clay figure stall, and a few children looked up at the artist making clay figures.

Wen Anze and the brothers glanced at each other, then walked next to Xiaobai and followed his gaze to the doll in red.

Wen Anhao looked at his brother and saw Wen Anze nodding, so he hit Xiaobai hard and sneered: "What? I've never seen it."

Because he was too fascinated by it, Xiaobai didn't quarrel with Wen Anhao this time, but just looked at the doll with envy and said: "Of course I've seen it, sometimes when the troupe performs in the bazaar, I will secretly come out to watch people pinch clay figures" said, and pointed to the doll just now and smiled: "Look, that doll doesn't look like An An, with big eyes and red clothes"

Wen Anhao stepped forward, picked up the doll from the stall, and then discussed the price with the old man, and finally bought the doll with three copper plates.

After paying, Wen Anhao wanted to stuff the doll to Xiaobai, but felt too embarrassed. So he stuffed the doll to his sister in Wen Anze's arms. Because he found that since he met Bai Yanyu, his sister always likes to hand good things to that stinky boy. I can't help but complain, it's really a girl who is outgoing, how old is this, and when I see a beautiful man, I turn my elbow out.

If Wen An knew his second brother's evaluation of her, he would probably vomit blood angrily. Although it's right that other children's children are good-looking, she doesn't think it's a who can't walk when she sees a beautiful little Zhengtai, although this child named Bai Yanyu is a little poisonous and a little arrogant, but she always feels the thick sadness emanating from him, which makes her can't help but want to be good to him.

No matter what the brother and sister each thought in their hearts, Wen An'an still did Wen Anhao's wish, and raised the doll in her hand to Bai Yanyu, she just saw Xiao Bai's bright and expectant eyes looking at the clay figure.

Bai Yanyu looked at the clay doll that Wen An'an handed in front of him, and stood still in a daze. It seems that if you look at it like this, you can see a flower on the clay doll.

Wen Anze noticed Xiaobai's strangeness, took a doll from An An's hand, stuffed it into Xiaobai's hand, and said indifferently: "Since An An gave it to you, you can keep it."

Later, Wen Anze and Wen Anhao took Xiaobai who was a little out of state to go shopping, and also took out pocket money to buy some sugar gourds, maltose and other snacks for Xiaobai.