Yu Xiaohe wanted to go to her father's room to watch TV, so Yu Xiaolian dressed her and sent her over.

When he returned to the hall, he found that he couldn't see his father, so he called a few times to the stove, but he couldn't hear any movement.

When she got back to bed, she shrunk into the quilt, just unwilling to get up.

It's not a cold winter, and it's not comfortable.

On the contrary, the weather gradually warmed up, and Lai was a little uncomfortable.

Yu Xiaolian is really not a lazy girl, she usually gets up early every day, makes tea and makes breakfast, and then cleans up the inside and outside diligently.

However, this morning I made an exception, and I didn't want to move.

The reason is known only to her: it's all because of that stinky boy!

It's really annoying: I give you a hug, but you don't hug it, as if this girl is a gentleman, and you are a shy girl. Isn't it just because I studied for a few years that I was admitted to a university? Do you really think of yourself as the royal prince? This girl just thinks that you are knowledgeable, so she likes you in her heart, and it doesn't matter if you post it upside down. But the more I post it upside down, the more you feel aggrieved. If you really hate me, then forget it, this girl doesn't pester you, but why do you want to beat Erlong? If you beat Erlong, it means that you like me, don't think I can't see it. And if you really don't like me, why weren't you honest in that place when I hugged you last night? It's like a rolling pin, you think I can't feel it.

In this way, Yu Xiaolian shrank in the quilt and thought secretly, sometimes "fluttering" out loud, especially when thinking of the rolling pin.

The subtle thing is that just when she thought of the rolling pin, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her palms and feet seemed to be oozing sweat, and she soon became uncomfortable.

She rolled over and fell asleep, hoping it would be more comfortable.

Who knows, when she turned her body, she realized that her legs had been clamped tightly.

So, she tried not to think about the damn rolling pin, and deliberately opened her legs a little, though all this was still known only to her.

However, the more I control not to think about it, the more the annoying thing jumps vividly in my mind.

Then think about it, I'm still afraid that Yu Xiaolian won't be able to make a rolling pin? Yu Xiaolian thought silently.

Unexpectedly, this thought was like a breach in the embankment.

Originally, it was still sweaty in the soles of the feet and palms, but now the feet and arms are sweating, and even the ball wrapped in the breast pocket is swollen and silky.

Stretched out his right hand, touched it in turn, and found that the two balls were really a little bigger than usual, and there was a bit of a feeling of swelling: it's really fun, this is a meat steamed bun, not a noodle steamed bun, how can it be fermented?

Rolling her eyes, she seemed to know the reason.

It's nothing, every time the moon comes to the future, they are like this, not obedient at all-

But then I think about it, it's not right!

It's just been about ten days since the moon, so I didn't come back so soon.

Could it be that it's irregular, and it's coming in advance?

No, when I took a shower last night, there was no sign of that.

So, so puzzled, the left and right hands stretched out one after another, one hand teased the clothes, and the other hand probed in.

It's just that as soon as she touched the port, Yu Xiaolian's whole body trembled in the quilt, and her tender white face also moistened, and she bit her lip involuntarily, looking like a delicate girl with an unbearable electric shock-

"Sister, the TV is broken—"

I don't know when, Yu Xiaohe came in.

"If it's broken, it's broken, don't look at it."

Yu Xiaolian held her breath, looked up at the ceiling, and replied motionlessly.

"But I'm hungry—"

"Huh? That's—that sister, get up. I'm annoyed, you stinky girl. ”

Yu Xiaolian withdrew her hands, got up unhappily, and muttered in her mouth: "It's all your fault!" ”

No one can tell, what she blames, is Fan Jianqiang, or Yu Xiaohe-

***********

The people of the old Fan family naturally didn't know that Lu Erlong's brick was patted, and they didn't know that their own eight taels said that Yu Xiaolian had fallen asleep, and they didn't know that the Lu family and the Yu family were uniting to settle accounts with their family at the moment.

Or Lao Fan knew his youngest son, and when he drank porridge with Yijin, he suddenly asked: "Yijin, has Baliang been in trouble recently?" ”

Yijin stopped drinking porridge and raised his head: "It's okay, it's the same as before." ”

"What didn't he tell you?"

"Nope."

Lao Fan twisted his old eyebrows, stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a pickled dried radish, put it in his mouth and bit it "crunch-crunch-", suddenly stopped again, and put down the dishes and chopsticks: "That's not right." I always felt that he was in trouble and refused to tell us. If you think about it, ten days ago, Baliang still liked to sleep lazy, but this time suddenly changed, getting up early every day, and not telling us where to go. You say, "Where did he go this early in the morning?" ”

Yijin smiled, raised his hand and motioned to Lao Fan to continue drinking porridge: "Dad, don't worry, I know where he went." He went to the old witch mountain to the north. Isn't there a broken city wall in the Qing Dynasty on the halfway side of Laowu Mountain? He's just there, reading a book or something. He's different from me, he's a scholar, and you let him go. ”

"Oh-" Old Fan seemed to believe it, slowly picked up the dishes and chopsticks, continued to bite the unfinished dried radish, and then drank the porridge, while wondering, "But I still don't think it's right." Although the child didn't talk much before, his eyebrows and eyes were very different from before. ”

Yijin still smiled and said, "Dad, is your alcohol consumption not as good as before?" I drank last night, and I heard you talk about it this morning. Eight taels is your youngest son, my third brother, can I still be wrong? He's still the same eight taels, and his eyebrows and eyes are exactly the same as before, hehe. ”

This statement really dispelled Lao Fan's doubts.

So, he also smiled: "Probably, Daddy is really old." Eight taels is my youngest son, that can't be wrong. By the way, when Baliang comes back, you heat the porridge again, and fry him a poached egg by the way. After I'm finished eating, I'm going to go to your mother's grave to see. I have to tell her that our family has been admitted to university, and we will still be a teacher in the future. Heck, if she knew the news, she might have been happy. Maybe she's been waiting for me there, and blames me for not telling her—"

Speaking of this, Lao Fan's eyes were red, and a string of muddy old tears fell, all falling into the bowl.

Yijin stopped smiling, and his eyes choked with sourness: "Dad, after eating, I'll go with you." I miss my mother too, and I want to talk to her—"

"Don't go," Lao Fan stretched out his right hand, wiped a handful of snot and tears, stopped, and then stretched out his left hand to wipe Yijin's eyes, and ordered, "I was about to tell you, after Ba Liang came back for dinner, you go to the city and see your nine taels." This kid probably didn't know that Baliang was admitted to college, which made him happy. When you go, you take all the six salted duck eggs left in the jar, he loves to eat—"

Even though disappointed, Yijin nodded in agreement.

After a hurried breakfast, the father and son packed their things separately and prepared for departure.

After a period of busyness, he sent Lao Fan out with a pound.

As soon as I went out, I saw two people walking on the mountain road not far away, Lu Kui was walking in front, and Yu Fugui was following behind, obviously coming towards his home.

Lao Fan muttered to himself: "Why did they run away together?" What can I do with my old fan? Odd! ”

It should be noted that Lu Kui's wishful thinking ultimately failed.

Not only did it fail, but the father and son of the Lu family also became two stepping stones to witness the rise of the old Fan family in Shili Village.

So much so that that night, almost all the people in Shili Village were talking about what happened during the day, and they were very impressed by the old Fan family.