Yuan Han didn't sleep for long, and his stomach began to turn over the river and the sea, and in a daze, Yuan Han muttered why the meal was not ready? got up and stretched, rubbed his eyes and leaned in the window to look out, he didn't know if he didn't look, he was startled when he saw it, "What's the situation, it's already started?" ”

Yuan Han muttered why he didn't call me, and comforted himself that his mother must have wanted to let him sleep until he woke up naturally.

She didn't think about it anymore, let's go wash up and have breakfast, I'm really hungry, it's weird, why can't the door open? No matter how hard you try, you still can't open it?

Yuan Han, who came and went, became popular, and he still locked the door after sleeping? Even if you want to lock it, it's a lock on the inside, so what's the point of locking it outside? In case of an earthquake, they are not certain to die, have they considered their own safety?

"Open the door, open the door." Yuan Han banged on the door and shouted, thinking about it and being angry, he changed to kicking it with his foot.

A few people who were enjoying breakfast outside were startled by the sudden knocking on the door, and they all looked at the door fixedly, good guy, why is the girl who has been hungry for a few days still so energetic.

"To open, or not to open?" It was a young man who spoke, let me explain first, this young man is Yuan Han's elder brother - Yuan Quanshui.

Yuan Han waited for a moment without moving, and shouted again, "Open the door, my stomach hurts to death, ouch." ”

"It's coming, it's coming." Only then did a few people react, and this situation was understood.

At this time, another old guy who was about to give up, to affirm it, Yuan Han's father, Old Yuan Tou, took off a key from his trouser belt and opened the door that had been closed for five days.

"You've figured it out." The old man who opened the door looked impatient, his tone was a little fierce, and his eyes were full of disdain.

Not to be outdone, Yuan Han glared back at the old man, "Where is the toilet?" ”

"Toilets?" How many people are inexplicable and don't know what a toilet is?

"It's the thatched house, where is the thatched house?" Yuan Han's lungs are about to explode, can't he see that he is uncomfortable? And he looks like an idiot.

Everyone has to forgive Yuan Hanha, originally people adjusted their mentality to accept new relatives, but who knows that the hot face is pasted with a cold buttocks, and everyone has a cold feeling.

A woman who looked two years older than Yuan Han, with a popular appearance, pointed to the road next to the chicken pen, here is to say, this is Yuan Han's sister - Yuan Meixiang, "Just go around the road from the chicken pen to the back." ”

"Thank you." Yuan Han thanked him with a smile and rushed to his destination, but before a few people could speak, he heard the sound of vomiting behind the house, "Wow......"

Then a figure flashed quickly in front of them, "Are there any other huts?" Yuan Han kept retching, she forgot that this was in ancient times, when there were no flush toilets.

"What are you doing with so many manure pits? One isn't enough for you? The very fat woman glared at Yuan Han with some displeasure, this girl must be crazy and said some crazy things early in the morning, don't think about it, Yuan Han's old lady - Aunt Yuan.

Yuan Han waved his hand for a long time, and looked at Aunt Yuan pitifully, "I'm hungry." ”

"You wait, I'll go and scoop you up." Yuan Han's mother hesitated for a moment, then turned around and went to the kitchen.

"Thanks." Yuan Han smiled at this time, thanked him, ran to the house and scooped up some water in a copper basin, washed his face, looked left and right, it was really not good, and moved to the kitchen and dipped his fingers in some salt, and brushed his teeth with his fingers.

"Well, my breath is much fresher." Yuan Han talked to himself, blinked his eyes and made a shiny shape, and when he was cleaned up, when he arrived in the courtyard, the rice was already in the bowl.

How so? The occasional coarse tea and light rice are still very suitable for Yuan Han's appetite, plus refreshing pickles, three or two times is a bowl, "There is no taste in the mouth, let's try another bowl." After Yuan Han finished speaking, he handed the bowl to Aunt Yuan with a shy face.

Aunt Yuan squinted at Yuan Han for a while, didn't speak, and went to fill another bowl, "Eat slowly, flowers, have you figured it out?" ”

Yuan Han ate a bowl, he was not as hungry as before, and looked at the second bowl of porridge, which was so rare that he could show the figure, and he slandered in his heart, is it his mother?

"Hua'er, my mother is talking to you!" Aunt Yuan stretched out her hand and shook Yuan Han, she really didn't care about eating.

Yuan Han was unstable and almost fell on her back, but fortunately, she quickly grabbed the table and stabilized her body before squinting at her mother, "What did you call me just now?" Flower? ”

"yes, flowers, let me ask you if you figured it out." Aunt Yuan glanced at her speechlessly, is there anyone else called Hua'er?

"My name is Yuan Han, hey, no, what's my name? I forgot. Yuan Han originally wanted to emphasize it, but after thinking that this was not in modern times, it was better to ask the ancient name.

Aunt Yuan'er's fleshy face twitched for a long time, squinted her eyes and asked hesitantly, "Don't you know that your name is Yuan Juhua?" "Is there something wrong with this kid, have you forgotten your name? Could it be that it's pretending, playing with the old lady is greasy, and it's a little tender.

Yuan Han heard a chill, Chrysanthemum, spare me, Yuan Han especially wanted to sing a song when he heard his name was Chrysanthemum, "Chrysanthemum Terrace, all over the ground, your smile has turned yellow......"

"That, I officially declare, my name is Yuan Han, not Chrysanthemum, does anyone vote against it? I counted three times, and when no one spoke, it was passed, one, two, three, passed. Yuan Han talked to himself, others didn't have a chance to interject at all, and before everyone could react, Yuan Han's name change incident passed smoothly.

This kid has a problem, eighty percent is stimulated and crazy, Lao Yuan is smoking dry tobacco thinking with the old smoke pot in his mouth, he used to be a gourd, and now he is a talker.

Several people exchanged glances, and I didn't move if the enemy didn't move, and I didn't move, to see what tricks she played.

"Mother," Yuan Han is a very adaptable girl, she enters the play quickly, and she doesn't feel that she can't be called her mother at all, "Next time, don't cook the rice so thinly, don't be hungry, ah." ”

After another bowl of porridge, Yuan Han still couldn't help but want to go to the thatched house, "No, let it go." After saying that, he ran away like a gust of wind.

A few people jumped, and Lao Yuan Tou hurriedly called his wife, "Go and keep up, go and keep up, don't run." ”

When Aunt Yuan heard this, she dragged her fat body and chased after her, pitying the hearts of parents all over the world, the degree of care for their children, the last thatched house was so nervous.

"Uncle Yuan, what about breakfast?" A handsome young man passing by from the courtyard saw someone in the courtyard, so he said hello in a friendly manner.

Old Yuan Tou was dull for a moment, and smiled innocently, "Well, I just ate, Luo Jun, where are you going?" ”

"Oh, I see the weather is pretty good today, so I'm going to go to the river to read a book for a while." Luo Jun touched the book in his arms and said with a smile.

Old Yuan nodded thoughtfully, "It's better to be diligent, strive to be famous as soon as possible, and win glory for our Yuquan Village." He said a polite word or two incorrectly, and God knows that he hoped that Luo Jun would not pass the test.

"Thank you Uncle Yuan, you are busy first, I won't bother you." Luo Jun politely thanked Lao Yuan, and walked to the river with the baby in his arms.

Everyone wants to ask who Luo Jun is? Answer: Yuan Han's male pig's feet.