Chapter 3 Eating
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Yang Peimin dressed carefully, although the style is not good-looking, but it is clean and without patches, and it is warm, she is not dissatisfied, and she is glad that she did not wear it until the sixties.
According to the memory, she found the mirror in the makeup cage, thinking about her sister Yang Peiying's appearance, she didn't have much expectation for her appearance, she instantly became depressed, although she remembered that Yang Peimin was a famous beauty embryo in the village, but the aesthetics of each era were different, thinking of this, she was a little afraid to look in the mirror.
Although the window in the room is closed and a little dim, she can still see her sister's usual appearance, dark skin, small eyes, short nose, and thick lips, strictly speaking, it should be regarded as ugly, even if there is a gap between the sisters of the same mother, it will not be too far apart, right?
In the end, she still picked up the mirror, and when she saw the people inside, Yang Peimin was greatly relieved, this is a big beauty!
The goose egg face has big lacquer-like eyes, a straight nose, and petal-like lips, which is still the same as in her previous life!
She suddenly felt like tears welled up in her eyes.
That's nice!
At this time, I was in the mood to comb my hair and braid two large braids that hung down my shoulders.
Then she slowly walked out of the room.
"Ouch, Minmin, why are you up? Are you hungry? ā
Outside the room is a big courtyard, Zhang Minghua is drying wet shoes and socks, one looked up and saw the thin figure of the eldest daughter, she hurriedly straightened up and walked over, distressed to help her arm, "Go back and lie down, and bring it to your mother for dinner later." ā
Yang Peimin's heart was warm, and he called his mother vividly.
Zhang Minghua responded with a smile, "I see that your spirit is good, it can be seen that it is much better." ā
The first person Yang Peimin saw when she opened her eyes in this world was the legendary fledgling complex, and she had a kind of closeness to Zhang Minghua from the bottom of her heart.
She hugged her mother's arm in this life, "Mother, where are you going?" I miss you so much! And I'm much better now, so I can come out to eat. ā
Her little daughter's coquettish posture made Zhang Minghua smile happily, and said in a loud voice: "Okay, if you want to come out to eat, come out to eat." Then he touched her back dressed like a ball, and her eyes were still uneasy, "Are you cold in this body?" Why is the scarf not tied? What about hats? Get in and get dressed and come out. ā
It's the end of the year, and it's also the season of the wax moon, and it just snowed in the morning, and although the sun shines directly down at noon, it's still very cold outside.
Zhang Minghua pulled Yang Peimin into the house, found her scarf and hat, got her on it herself, and added another piece of clothing to her before nodding.
Except for the second brother, everyone else was at the dinner table, and even the two daughters of the eldest brother's family sat on the bench and ate obediently.
"Minmin, is it okay?" Patriarch Yang Dahai took a closer look at Yang Peimin's face, except that it was a little pale, it was much better than yesterday's confession and unpopular appearance, but he still didn't feel at ease, "Don't come out if your body is not well, go back to the kang to warm up, just ask your sister to send you food, the weather is still very cold today, and it will be troublesome if you are cold." ā
Yang Peimin's father, Yang Dahai, is the captain of the production team, he is honest and upright, but he has a serious face that does not smile all the year round, and the children in the family are more or less afraid of him, because he is a veritable strict father, and his brothers have been beaten by him in their childhood, and only the two girls at the bottom of the family can get a little bit of his good face, and only in front of the eldest daughter who is frail all the year round, he has more words.
Yang Peimin smiled at Yang Dahai and said, "Dad, I'm much better, I feel like I haven't eaten with my family for a long time, and this time I thought I wouldn't be able to get through it." ā
Yang Minghua's eyes were red, he stroked her back, and said, "Minmin has suffered a big crime." ā
The third brother Yang Peijun also sighed at her: "You have been in a coma for three days, you are simply snatched back from the king of Hades, see if you dare to go to the river next time." ā
"By the way, what were you doing by the river that day?"
"Okay, eat, where did you get so many words, Minmin is hungry." Zhang Minghua interrupted her youngest son's words, and kept putting Yang Peimin's pimple soup in front of her, and put two boiled eggs next to her.
Yang Peimin couldn't help but secretly glance at Zhang Minghua's expression, did this mother simply feel sorry for her and was hungry or did she know about her and Xu Min?
Everyone else eats sweet potato rice, and eats it with pickles on the table and a plate of dried stewed potatoes, without any meat, for Yang Peimin's specialness, Zhang Minghua also explained meaningfully, "Minmin's body is not yet well, and he must take care of it." ā
Everyone is not surprised, even if this sister is not sick, she is usually the master of eating an egg every three or five days, she is a premature baby, and her body has been plagued by disasters and illnesses since she was a child, Zhang Minghua and his wife have special pity for her, and whatever good things in the family are close to her first, although the other children are greedy, but they can also understand, who called their brothers and sisters all five big and three thick, only this premature sister is a thin and weak, and the body that falls down when the wind blows?
Yang Peimin was a little embarrassed, there were three younger than her, the two girls of the eldest brother's family, one named Da Niu was five years old, she should have been educated by adults, eating her own food silently, and her eyes did not glance into her aunt's bowl; is only a little more than two years old, revealing the child's unique desire, looking at Yang Peimin's bowl with a blank eye, it's just like this, there is no trouble, it should have been educated by her own father and mother, and she is very sensible.
Seeing that Yang Peimin was very sad, she smiled and said to Zhang Minghua: "Mother, I can't eat so much, let's divide the pimple noodles to the big girl and the little girl." ā
Before Zhang Minghua could speak, sister-in-law Jiang Erni raised her head and hurriedly said, "No, no, Minmin, you eat, you're not in good health." ā
"Sister-in-law, I really can't eat so much, and I don't know if I just woke up and don't have any appetite.
Jiang Erni wiped her hands a little helplessly, and she didn't dare to look at her mother-in-law's face, "Mother really doesn't need it, let Minmin eat it." ā
"We Minmin, who is an aunt, don't have anything to say, just give it to you, the big girl and the little girl are also my granddaughter, can I not feel distressed? It's just that everyone knows the situation at home, the second family is still in the health center, your sister was sick and almost lost half her life, and she can't take care of it well, maybe she will cross her body in the future, and that's a lifetime thing. ā
"Mother, we all know that compared to the past, now we have a dry mouth to eat, and we are also content." The eldest brother Yang Peiguo understands very well.
Yang Peimin took the bowl of the big girl and the little girl, and poured half a bowl for them, and there was still half a bowl in his own bowl, and the two eggs were also peeled, and one was given to their little sisters, which was also one and a half.
Everyone looked at it straightly, this is not like Yang Peimin's usual style, you must know that she couldn't finish eating and wouldn't give it to people before.
Yang Dahai nodded with satisfaction, "Min Min looks sensible." ā
Yang Peijun sighed twice, and under Zhang Minghua's glare, he buried his head and ate silently.
Yang Peimin turned his head to Zhang Minghua and said, "Mother, that's enough for me." ā
Zhang Minghua touched the top of her hair and smiled, "It's really sensible." ā