Wen Sheng was speechless, sighed for a long time, shook his head and walked away helplessly.

Wen Qing didn't feel good either.

In a sense, she rarely gets along with creatures like her father, and she doesn't know how to get along with them. Be careful, she feels uncomfortable, she is casual, and it is easy to make the elders uncomfortable.

Do you want to live this day?

She picked up the kitchen knife in silence and made two dishes and one soup with the least ingredients, which tasted very good.

Wen Sheng snorted and ate, rude and wanton, as if he didn't take what had just happened to heart. Wen Qing knew that he hadn't talked to him all this time, and he didn't mind anything on the surface, but in fact, his heart was a little small.

It's the opposite of her. What she minds is mind, and it's useless for others to say it a hundred times. However, what she didn't mind was passing by like floating clouds, and she didn't care at all.

"Dad, can you wash the dishes?"

Wen Sheng didn't say anything, and served another bowl of rice.

After Wen Qing finished eating, he first went back to the kitchen and boiled a small pot of boiling water, then raised the door made of wooden planks to block the door, and hurriedly took a bath.

She was sweating today, it was late summer, and she didn't feel comfortable without taking a shower. It's just that this condition is really not as modern as it is, so she can only wet the towel and scrub her body over and over again. In the dark, she just took a step back, and her arm hit a cold and hard thing, Wen Qing frowned, and silently changed her clothes.

The clothes she changed were also modified from Wensheng's old clothes, but they were more tattered, and she never wore them, but from today onwards, she would wear this set of clothes as pajamas.

Wen Qing sighed softly, the day he chose was over crying. What's more, it's far from the point where you have to cry and live.

Take the clothes to be changed outside, she will go to the lake to wash the clothes, now she just waits for Wen Yun and Wen Sheng to finish eating, and then take a bath, while she washes all the clothes and hangs them in the yard, maybe they can dry the next morning.

"Mother, I'm done eating, I'll go into the house."

Wen Yun got off the stool and went to the kitchen with a small bowl. He had good eyesight, he didn't touch anything along the way, and he came out with a smile on his face.

Wen Qing couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips, this kid obviously likes things very much, but if you want to say that you don't like it, how arrogant is it?

Wen Sheng also finished eating, he cleaned up the table, opened the window of the back kitchen, and washed all the pots and bowls by the moonlight, only to find that Wen Qing had also boiled a small pot of boiling water.

"Wen Qing, what are you boiling water for?"

Wen Qing was standing at the door of the house and looking around, and when he heard the words, he replied, "Give Wen Yun a bath." ”

Wen Sheng was angry and funny, and muttered to himself, "What kind of bath can this small pot of water take?" I knew that I would set up a pot outside and boil a big pot of water. ”

His movements are very fast, and the pots and pans that come out of the washing are especially clean, and there are no grease stains at all. People can be sloppy, but they can't be sloppy when they eat, they will get sick. Just then, the water in the small pot was also boiling hot.

"Wen Qing, the water is boiled!"

Wen Qing walked around the door of the house, next door was Aunt Hua, there was only one little grandson in the family, and she walked around with them quite diligently. Thirty meters ahead, houses began to be densely distributed, and the closest to the head of the village was the village chief's house, which was not as large as the modern leaders, but the courtyard was large enough. When passing by his door today, Wen Qing also heard their hens crowing.

A gleam in her eyes followed by a mysterious smile.

Wen Qing entered the house and saw Wen Yun sitting on the ground fiddling with the little puppet. Wang Zhuangyuan did not do well, except for the fact that he looked like Wenyun, there was nothing to be desired. But this heart is more important than everything, and Wenyun also values this heart - no one has ever given him anything.

"Wenyun, take a bath."

Wen Yun was originally holding the little puppet and smirking, but as soon as she heard Wen Qing's voice, she immediately hid the puppet behind her, her eyes a little dodgy, "Mother, when did you come in?" ”

Wen Qing smiled slightly, helped him up, wiped the dust off his face with his fingers, and asked gently, "Do you like that puppet?" ”

Wen Yun turned his head and said firmly: "I don't like it." ”

"Why don't you like it?"

Wen Yun replied without hesitation: "Because he is too stupid." ”

"Where is he stupid?"

Wen Yun turned his head, crossed his fingers and began to calculate for Wen Qing: "First, he has cut his hands, and he still doesn't stop." Second, he didn't look good and couldn't move yet. Third, he can't speak. ”

Wen Qing rubbed his ball head, and his tone settled, with a little seriousness.

"Yun'er, first, he still doesn't stop cutting his hands, who is this for? He just wants to make you happy. Second, he is not a carpenter, and the things he makes are naturally defective, so if you want to give him an opinion, just tell him, and he will improve. Thirdly, it's not that he can't speak, he just doesn't know what to say. ”

Wen Yun was stunned, and said, "Mother, how do you know that he doesn't know what to say?" ”

Wen Qing smiled and said: "He's not in good health, don't bully him in the future, okay?" ”

"Mother, you haven't answered my question yet-"

"Okay, okay, come and take a bath, I'll wash your hair, I slept with you yesterday and it stinked to death."

Wen Yun was startled, and asked nervously with a small face, "Does it really stink?" ”

Wen Qing pinched the tip of his nose and laughed, "Yes, yes, it's very stinky, haven't you washed your hair for a long time?" ”

"Ahh It seems to be ...... My grandfather washed my hair five days ago. ”

Wen Qing spread his hands, "So, children should wash their hair more, otherwise others will smell the strange smell from a distance and won't play with you." ”

Wen Yun pouted, "People don't play with me in the first place." ”

Wen Qing's footsteps froze, "Why?" ”

“…… I don't know. ”

In fact, he said that Wen Qing could guess that she had been a primary school teacher, and children at this age were easy to open up to others, and they were also prone to prejudice against an unpopular friend. Only chance contact can untie this knot, and this knot is none other than his family and character.

Family-Wenyun only has a mother, and the mother is still indifferent.

Personality - Wenyun is precocious, well-behaved in front of his family, and arrogant in front of outsiders.

This child may have suffered a lot.

Wen Qing lowered his expression and led him to the courtyard, Wen Sheng had already filled a small wooden bucket with hot water, she added some cold water, and asked Wen Yun to take off her clothes when the temperature was right, and she squatted and wiped his body with a wrung out wet towel.

Wen Yun stood with a grin, and suddenly hugged Wen Qing's neck and took a sip on her face.

Wen Qing pursed his lips and smiled, and he also laughed happily.

The sound of laughter like silver bells was heard, circling between the silent mountains, and the woman who was collecting clothes outside the village chief's house was stunned, and asked the little daughter beside her, "Whose child is so happy?" ”

"Wenyun, I remember his voice."

"It's their family......"

After Wen Yun was dealt with, Wen Qing let Wen Sheng take a shower again, and when he came in naked, Wen Qing clearly saw the criss-crossing marks on his back.

"Dad, is there any ointment at home?"

"No need to apply medicine, tomorrow will be fine."

Wen Sheng waved his hand, put on a jacket, and lay on the bed with Wen Yun, pillowing the back injury without feeling pain.

Wen Qing turned around and put all the dirty clothes that the three of them had changed into a small wooden bucket, and slowly walked towards the lake at the bottom of the village with the wooden bucket in his right hand. She walked with a sore leg today, her movements were very slow, and the things in her arms were heavy, so she simply walked down while looking at the scenery.

Just walking, she noticed that something was wrong, the reeds on both sides of the road were windless and automatic, making a rustling sound.

Her heart tightened, isn't it the Mid-Autumn Festival next year?

A black shadow appeared behind her, and Wen Qing smashed the barrel with his head.