After the rainstorm, it was still raining lightly, and although it was noon, it was unusually cold, even colder than during the rainstorm.

After finishing the work, Pi Yang took a pile of firewood and burned it on the big brazier in the corner of the main house, and took a chair to sit next to the fire. He snorted comfortably, closed his eyes, and slowly leaned back in his chair, which was better than lying on the beach and enjoying the sunbath.

Wu Zixin helped Wu Qinghe into the bathroom, and after some instructions, he went out, thinking about going to the kitchen to cook some food, passing by the main house, and saw Pi Yang sitting by the fire with a comfortable face, only to see him leaning on the back of the chair, breathing evenly, the firelight beating on his face, and the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful at the moment.

Wu Zixin's heart rippled, a touch of tenderness appeared on his face, and he couldn't bear to disturb him, so he walked softly to the kitchen. As soon as he moved his steps, his lazy voice came: "Miss Zixin, I'm hungry!" ”

When he was asleep, it turned out to be a living ghost, Wu Zixin faded his face gentlely, turned back into a little pepper in a second, and said angrily: "You deserve it, I just heard what grandpa said, tell you not to eat breakfast, and disappear early in the morning." ”

Pi Yang smiled: "Then did Grandpa Wu ask you to cook for me now?" ”

"Think beautifully, I'm cooking for my grandfather."

Wu Zixin glanced at Pi Yang after speaking, turned around and walked into the kitchen, only to hear him grin behind him: "Understood, understood, just by the way, by the way." ”

When he came to the kitchen, Wu Zixin's heart beat faster, although he had only known him for a few hours, he somehow wanted to lose his temper at him when he saw him, he was not annoyed, and he seemed to like this feeling more and more.

Pi Yang added a few sticks of dry wood to the brazier, and heard the sound of chopping vegetables from the kitchen, and vaguely felt as if he had forgotten something. Since the injury, Pi Yang's body has been a little weak, and it seems that even his memory has declined, and he often forgets things, until he saw Wu Qinghe who came out of the wing room trembling and didn't remember it, and forgot to boil ginger soup.

Wu Qinghe was wearing a brand-new cyan jacket on his upper body, and his face was already a little ruddy, but he was old, he was drenched in heavy rain, fell again, and his spirit had not fully recovered.

Pi Yang hurriedly got up and stepped forward to support the old man, led him to the brazier, and asked, "Grandpa Wu, how do you feel now?" ”

Wu Qinghe took Pi Yang's hand and sat down slowly, just thanked him, and began to apologize: "Childe doesn't need to worry, Xiao Lao'er is no big problem, but I am really ashamed to have caused Childe to suffer." ”

As the old saying goes, it's not that a family doesn't enter a door, these grandfathers and grandchildren, one is Swenwen, and the other is hot-tempered, and I don't know who the girl's personality is, but it's much easier to talk to her, and it's all vernacular. It's just that this old man is a son, and Pi Yang is so uncomfortable.

Pi Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Why should Grandpa Wu see outside, the body of a junior boy, what kind of offense is this, but he didn't protect Grandpa Wu, Pi Yang felt uneasy." ”

"Childe doesn't have to..."

"Grandpa Wu!" Seeing that Wu Qinghe was still polite to himself, he was really tired, and he stopped talking without waiting for the old man to finish speaking: "There is a way to drive away the cold in the hometown of the younger generation, drink some ginger soup to keep out the cold, you rest first, I will boil ginger soup." With that, he fled into the kitchen.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw Wu Zixin looking at him with a smile on his face, and snorted with his nose: "What is my plan to be a Pi Gongzi." As he spoke, he lifted the lid of the pot: "Oh, come and have a look." ”

Pi Yang glanced at Wu Zixin suspiciously, walked to the stove, and looked into the pot, in the boiling soup, a few pieces of ginger were churning up and down, looking at the color of the soup, it seemed that it had been boiling for some hours.

It turned out that this girl had thought of it a long time ago, and she actually took a few steps ahead of herself, boiling water in a large pot and boiling soup in a small pot. His old face flushed, he smiled, scratched his head and said, "Miss Zixin also knows how to drive away the cold, huh?" ”

"Not only do I understand this method, but the people of the entire Guixiang Prefecture understand it, I don't know where Pi Gongzi's fairy township is, is it really a mountain man, a wild man in the mountains?" Seeing that Pi Yang was deflated and looked stupid, Wu Zixin couldn't help but giggle.

The stinky girl is quite good at teasing people, Pi Yang laughed: "The wild man in the mountains is not, the king of the mountains is also, and Miss Zixin was kidnapped by Ming'er, just missing a lady in the village." "Dare to ridicule Lao Tzu, see who is molesting whom!

Wu Zixin's face turned red, she took a sip, and said angrily: "What are you talking nonsense, grandpa is outside." ”

Ouch, forget about this stubble, Pi Yangxin said badly, the old man was already suspicious of himself, if he heard me molesting his granddaughter, then he would not be able to lure the wolf into the room for himself?

Wu Zixin blushed and said in her heart, she doesn't avoid people when she says this, she really lets her grandfather hear it, and she is not ashamed to die. calmed down, put two bowls of ginger soup on the stove, and was about to tell Pi Yangduan to go out, but saw him standing aside stupidly as if thinking.

Let you be open-mouthed, Wu Zixin is funny in her heart, not only is she not angry, but there is a hint of sweetness. "Still stunned for what to do, take it out and put it on the table to cool down for a while." Wu Zixin commanded.

Pi Yang sighed, picked up the bowl, still thinking about how to face the old man when he went out for a while, walked to the door and stopped, turned to Wu Zixin and nodded at the next door, and blinked twice, meaning: Do you think your grandfather heard?

Wu Zixin rolled her eyes and shook her head, and the meaning was obvious: How do I know?

Pi Yang came to the main house hard, only to see Wu Qinghe tilting his head and squinting and dozing off, with his mouth open, saliva running down his beard and almost flowing to his chest, he knew that as long as people were old, they would be easy to get sleepy as soon as they sat by the fire. It's just that this old man usually chews words when he talks to people, and he seems to be a decent person, but he never thought that his sleeping position was so unbearable.

Pi Yang let out a sigh of relief, the big stone fell in his heart, put the bowl on the table, and looked at the cute old man again, and couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart.

There was a sound of a big spoon flying in the kitchen, the aroma suddenly overflowed, and seeing that the meal was about to start, Pi Yang was just about to wake up Wu Qinghe, only to hear someone outside the house shouting a kiss, as soon as the words fell, an old couple came in from outside the door, the old man was holding a small basin in his hand, and the old lady was walking behind him, telling him to slow down.

Pi Yang recognized them, they were Wu Qinghe's in-laws, Li Xiuxian and his wife Zhao Yulan. The old couple are also warm-hearted, Pi Yang was in a coma for a few days, Wu Qinghe sometimes went out and was not at home, it was Li Xiuxian who came to take care of him, and he also came to visit a few times after waking up, and every time he came, he brought pheasant soup, and the old couple were the two people who Pi Yang was most grateful to in addition to Wu Qinghe.

Pi Yang was happy to see the two old men, and was about to step forward to greet him with a smile on his face, but he saw Wu Zixin suddenly burst out of the kitchen, ran to the two old men first, and called happily: "Grandpa, grandma!" ”

Zhao Yulan laughed happily when she saw her granddaughter running in the hurry, took Wu Zixin's little hand, and her face was doting: "It's still so reckless, I don't know how to slow down, if I fall, my grandmother is only afraid that she will die of distress." ”