When she returned to her residence, Zuo An'an almost calmed down, she was a little self-deprecating in her heart, and she was still so emotional.

In fact, she couldn't say where Lin Sheng's words touched her thunder point, but she was not happy when she heard it, she was not very willing and could not control her emotions, although she was not happy and did not necessarily put it on her face, but she definitely couldn't make the illusion of happiness.

Many times she can be calm and calm, even if it is a very dangerous and urgent moment, but it is often her mood that makes her lose her temper, Zuo An'an thinks no wonder her mood has such a great impact on her, she is such an impetuous person, it is probably really difficult to say when she will go crazy when she cultivates.

She pursed her lips, feeling a little depressed.

There were a lot of tree trunks piled up in the open space in front of the house, and her two bundles of branches had been placed under the greenhouse, and Chen Ying's sisters and brothers had also brought them back, but neither of them was there, only Huihui was carefully tidying up the pile of dead branches, and her little donkey nested on the side and slept lazily.

Seeing Zuo An'an coming back, Huihui hurriedly said hello, and the little donkey also quickly got up, leaned over and rubbed her with her head.

Zuo An'an is actually not very willing to talk at this time, if it is an adult in front of her, even if it is Chen Ying, she will turn around and go back to the house without saying a word, but she has always been a little different about children and animals.

She touched the little donkey's neck, then looked at Huihui for a while, and then asked her, "Your mother and uncle went out again?" ”

"Well, they said that they had to pick up some firewood again, otherwise there would be more people in the future, and they wouldn't be able to grab it." Hui Hui said softly.

"Yes." Zuo An'an went over and took his two bundles and put them next to the door. Then he and Huihui sorted out the pile of dead branches, these Chen Ying sisters and brothers were picked up with woven bags, both thick and thin. Throw them all together, and you have to classify them first, the good ones and the good ones together, the bad ones and the bad ones together, and take them out to dry as soon as the weather clears.

"There's no movement in the house, is there?" She asked.

Huihui knew that there was a little brother in the house who was very young but she was going to call her aunt, and she was very sick, so she shook her head: "I didn't hear a sound." ”

I haven't woken up yet.

Zuo Anan stood up and clapped his hands. took out the key to open the door, and sure enough, the little boy was still sleeping soundly, and even his posture was exactly the same as when Zuo Anan went out. The sleeping posture is extremely regular, but the complexion is more and more healthy and good-looking, and the facial features are more and more exquisite, and the pink carving is general. The small eyebrows are thick and handsome. The long eyelashes are dense and curled, making people almost want to lie down and count them, the thin lips are very good-looking, revealing a faint pink, Zuo An'an poked it, it was tender and tender, if he hadn't seen a certain part of his body when he was healing, Zuo Anan would have thought that this was a little princess.

"Nap Beauty's up. The sun is soaking your ass. ”

Zuo Anan didn't hold back, but still went to twist his face. It felt so good, she subconsciously said this, and then she laughed to herself.

She's so bored.

However, like a spell to wake up Sleeping Beauty, the little man on the bed opened his eyes.

“！”

Zuo An'an retracted his hand in lightning.

Shouldn't ordinary people who wake up from a long sleep first tremble their eyelashes, and then slowly open their eyelids, but this little guy suddenly opened his eyes, not fast, but extremely crisp, his eyes were clear and clear like the blue sky over the grassland all year round.

"......" Zuo An'an was stunned for a moment before he said, "Did you just wake up or did you wake up early?" ”

He didn't speak, his bright almond-like eyes stared at Zuo An'an, until Zuo An'an was almost hairy, he blinked his eyelids slowly, and then was about to sit up.

"Be careful."

Zuo An'an lifted him up and put his pillow up for him to lean.

"How are you feeling, are your injuries healed? Is there anything wrong with it? ”

He dodged Zuo An'an's hand, leaned back slightly, the thin blanket was pulled upward, a small handsome face was solemnly tensed, his lips were tightly pursed, and his little brows were also wrinkled: "The clothes are ......"

Zuo Anan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that his body under the thin blanket was slippery, there were too many wounds on his body before, it was not easy to wear clothes, and the gauze wrapped in gauze was almost the same as wearing clothes. After that, the wound slowly healed, but he never woke up, wrapped in a thin blanket day and night, isn't it bad whether he wears it or not? Zuo Anan didn't wear it for him.

"Uh......" she touched her nose, put down the suitcase, and pulled out a sleeveless sports children's outfit from inside: "I didn't have the clothes for you, this set was still the day I picked you up, it was scavenged in that apartment, it was clean, but it probably didn't fit." ”

She also took out a box of children's small ones that had not been opened. The pants were about to be opened, but when he saw his big black apricot kernel-like eyes staring straight at him, he somehow felt a little embarrassed: "Why don't you wear it yourself?" ”

He nodded.

"Uh, you're hungry too, I'll make you something to eat, what do you want to eat?"

He frowned and stared at the children's clothes, and didn't raise his head when he heard the words: "Whatever." ”

This little thing!

If someone else had talked to Zuo An'an like this, she would have turned her face a long time ago, but looking at his head still wrapped in gauze, she still compromised and walked to the stove: "I'll cook noodles for you casually, how much do you want to eat?" ”

There was no sound in the back, Zuo Anan shrugged, just be a child who is introverted and shy, for the sake of him helping her yesterday, she doesn't care

Add water to the pot, after boiling, the noodles are about to open and sprinkle a handful of cabbage, the delicious taste suddenly rises with the heat, take a deep sniff, and feel that every pore on the body can't help but stretch.

After recovering from a serious injury, he needed to eat light, and Zuo Anan didn't add pickled vegetables and braised eggs like he made for himself, he only sprinkled a little salt, and turned off the heat and served noodles.

"Can you get out of bed, or eat in bed."

As soon as Zuo An'an turned around, she saw the little boy beside the curtain, pulling up the last pair of trouser legs, straightening up, the top of his head was not as high as her waist, and a pair of bare feet stood on the plastic carpet.

He wasn't wearing the same children's clothes.

Facing Zuo An'an's doubts, he said lightly: "It's rummaged in the box." ”

He walked to the table with some crutches, glanced at it a few times, as if to see which chair was more pleasing to the eye, and then chose the one facing the door, climbed up, and sat upright.

Seeing that Zuo Anan was standing still, he tilted his head slightly, and his apricot kernel-like eyes showed a trace of incomprehension: "Noodles." ”

Zuo Anan was busy serving noodles and put them in front of him with chopsticks: "Why don't you wear children's clothes?" ”

"It's someone else's."

......She looked at his clothes, which were a vest and were empty on him, and the trousers were cropped trousers, which he had pulled up in a regular way because they were too long, and they were exactly the same height on both sides, and they were completely meticulous. The tank tops and pants were still brand-new, brand new, and she thought about it before she remembered that she had picked up a few of them when she was shopping for clothes.

She doesn't like this type, she likes long-sleeved trousers, covering only her neck, face and palms, but she can't always wear it so tightly at night in the summer, so she only brought a few cool ones.

Before she could put it on, the kid put it on.

She laughed and said, "Your clothes are still mine, just say that you don't like second-hand clothes." ”

He lowered his head and took a sip of the soup, his little brow stretched out like a new leaf on a branch, and he was very satisfied with the taste.

Then he looked up and said, "You're different. (To be continued......)