When Zhao Meimei woke up, she was left on the bed, she opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling, her brain went blank for a moment. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Meimei woke up, got off the bed, and pulled her slippers to find someone outside.

Shi Yang's father had already gone to work, Shi Yang's mother was not at home, and Zhao Meimei found her Yangyang brother in the kitchen.

Shi Yang was facing away from the kitchen door, seriously stirring the things in the pot, and looked back at Zhao Meimei when he heard the movement.

Zhao Meimei was wearing a vest and pants, her hair was messy, and she was standing against the kitchen door with sleepy eyes, she was just beginning to develop now, with a small bandeau on her vest, slightly curvature, thin figure, slender arms and legs, pale wheat skin, dry lips and some peeling.

Zhao Meimei looked at Shi Yang without blinking.

Shi Yang frowned: "Go back and put on the coat at the head of the bed, be careful of catching a cold." ”

Zhao Meimei leaned over and stretched out her head to take a look, grinning stupidly: "Brother, what are you boiling with preserved eggs and lean porridge?" ”

Shi Yang reached out and touched her head, the temperature was normal, and a smile appeared on his face: "Do you feel better?" ”

As soon as Zhao Meimei heard this, she hurriedly coquettish, reached out to hug Shi Yang's waist from behind, and rubbed her face against his back: "Okay, I'm just a little hungry." ”

Shi Yang smiled: "The porridge will be ready soon, you go back to the house first and put on your clothes, and then come over to eat." ”

Zhao Meimei rubbed it twice before letting go of her hand, went back to the house to put on her clothes, washed up, and sat on the edge of the dining table.

Shi Yang handed her the spoon: "Drink some hot porridge and take the medicine in a while." ”

Zhao Meimei blew the hot air, looked up and asked, "Where's Auntie?" ”

Shi Yang peeled eggs: "I went to the supermarket and wanted to buy you some loquat to eat." ”

Zhao Meimei had never eaten loquat or heard of it, so she asked, "Isn't the pipa a musical instrument?" ”

Shi Yang smiled: "The loquat I said is a fruit, which is quite sweet. ”

Zhao Meimei sighed and lost interest, she was not interested in fruits.

Zhao Meimei blew while drinking porridge and asked, "Brother, where are you going today?" ”

Shi Yang threw the peeled eggs into her bowl: "Don't go anywhere, stay at home with you." ”

Zhao Meimei bit the spoon: "Really? ”

Shi Yang held a bowl and drank porridge: "When did I lie to you." ”

Zhao Meimei took a sip of porridge: "Then how are you going to accompany me?" ”

Shi Yang moved the porridge bowl away from his mouth: "How do you want me to accompany me?" ”

Zhao Meimei actually can't say it well, but she feels that the hard-won opportunity to accompany her can't be wasted, and she can't think of what to do for a while.

Zhao Meimei took a bite of the egg and said vaguely: "I'll think about it first and tell you later." ”

Shi Yangle: "Okay, think about it." ”

As a result, Zhao Meimei hadn't thought about it yet, Shi Yang's mother came back, and she was followed by Qu Zongchao, who was very eye-catching and would please people.

As soon as Shi Yang's mother entered the door, she saw that Shi Yang was having dinner with Zhao Meimei, so she came over with a smile, looked at Zhao Meimei carefully, and reached out to test the temperature: "It's okay, I didn't burn it again." ”

Zhao Meimei obediently called: "Auntie." ”

Shi Yang's mother smiled and touched her head.

Qu Zongchao consciously sent the things in his hand into the kitchen, took two fruits casually, put them on the edge of the dining table, sat down next to Zhao Meimei, turned his head and asked her: "Sister, I heard that you were in the hospital last night, but it scared me, are you better now?" ”

Zhao Meimei grinned: "Okay." ”

Qu Zongchao took a bite of the fruit in his hand, looked at it in surprise, spit out the skin, turned his head to the kitchen and shouted: "Auntie, the fruit you bought is so sweet, what is this?" I thought it was an apricot! ”

Shi Yang's mother smiled and turned her head: "Loquat, it's good for coughing, doesn't Meimei have a cold, I think eating this can be more comfortable in my throat." ”

Qu Zongchao knew that he had peeled the skin this time, and said while eating: "Yo, loquat, I have drunk loquat ointment, aunt, you are really good to Meimei, are you hurting as a daughter?" ”

Shi Yang's mother came out of the kitchen with a smile, and one of them handed a box of milk that she had just bought from the supermarket: "Isn't it painful to be a girl?" ”

Qu Zongchao's mouth was broken, he was willing to tease the poor when he had nothing to do, he pretended to be a good teacher, and educated Zhao Meimei: "Meimei, you see how good your aunt is to you, when you grow up, you have to be filial to your aunt, you know?" As for your Yangyang brother, you don't need it, anyway, I think he is more willing to be filial to you. ”

Shi Yang was innocently affected, and just wanted to clean up Qu Zongchao, so that he would know how many eyes Ma Wang Ye had, but before he could speak, Zhao Meimei happily agreed: "When I grow up, I will be filial to my aunt with my brother." ”

Qu Zongchao listened to it and asked her: "You will marry when you grow up, how can you be filial to your aunt with your Yangyang brother?" ”

Zhao Meimei subconsciously wanted to say, when I grow up and marry my Yangyang brother as a daughter-in-law, I naturally want to be filial to my aunt with him.

If it was before, this sentence would have blurted out and said it reasonably, but now, it swirled around his mouth and swallowed it back raw, unable to speak.

People are growing up, their personalities and temperaments are changing little by little over time, and Zhao Meimei, who has no heart and lungs, is also growing up, and she begins to have her own heart, and her heart slowly becomes delicate.

Zhao Meimei turned her head to look at her Yangyang brother, and for the first time in her life, she had a thought that made her extremely panicked, what if she couldn't marry her Yangyang brother when she grew up?

In Zhao Meimei's concept, she longs to be with her Yangyang brother forever, live together, accompany each other together, go from young to old, like her father and her mother, form a family, a happy and beautiful life.

She has always felt that this matter is justified, and the difference is that she has not grown up yet, but Qu Zongchao's words just now reminded her that she does want to marry when she grows up, but this person is very likely not her Yangyang brother.

Zhao Meimei's thin eyelids drooped, and she suddenly felt a little lost, she wondered, what if her brother Yangyang didn't marry her in the future? What should I do if Brother Yangyang really finds my sister-in-law? What should I do if Brother Yangyang has a sister-in-law and doesn't want her?

When Zhao Meimei was thinking nonsense, a warm palm was pressed against the door of her head and the temperature was tested: "Fortunately, there is no fever." Eat quickly, what do you think, I'm stunned! ”

Zhao Meimei looked at her Yangyang brother, clicked her eyes twice, silently looked away, was depressed, and ate tasteless rice porridge in her mouth.

Zhao Meimei was deeply shocked by her own thoughts just now, and after finishing her meal, she was forced to take pills again, so she went back to the house and wrapped in a quilt to make up for sleep.

Qu Zongchao stretched his neck to look at Zhao Meimei's trance-like appearance, and asked Shi Yang worriedly: "Our sister's cold is really serious, do you need to go to the hospital for another injection, consolidate it?" ”

Shi Yang shook his head and refused: "No, it should be that I didn't sleep well last night, I came back from the hospital in the middle of the night, I woke up early in the morning, and I should be fine if I slept well." ”

Qu Zongchao snorted and pulled a meaningless long note.