The weather starts to cool down in November.

Two days of heavy rain washed over the city, bringing the otherwise sweltering weather into the cold.

The door opened, and Su Yan walked into her daughter's door with an apron.

Looking at the daughter who was lying in bed today, a trace of consternation flashed in her eyes at first, and she soon returned to normal.

Raise your hand and lightly tap the wooden door frame.

He shouted softly.

"Yaoyao."

"Yaoyao, get up and eat."

“……”

After shouting two sentences, with Su Yan shutting up, the room became silent.

Standing at the door for about three seconds, Su Yan frowned slightly.

Go ahead.

Wipe his hands on his apron, come to the bed, bend down and stretch out his right hand, and place it on his daughter's shoulder.

Shake it up.

"Wake up, still sleep."

"Hmm......"

Under the shaking of her mother, An Yuanyao's mouth came out with a slightly tired response, and her closed eyes slowly opened a gap.

He looked at a face that was extremely close to him.

Blinked, and his eyes were completely open.

"Mom......"

"Don't sleep, it's time to go to school."

Seeing that her daughter came to her senses, Su Yan bent down and straightened up, and walked towards the position of the door, talking as she walked.

"What's going on these two days...... I like to lie in bed more and more, so I quickly get up and wash my face and brush my teeth. ”

As her mother's words came to her ears, An Yuanyao also sat up.

His hands rested on the thin sheets, and his eyes looked at the doorway.

Somewhat distracted.

He was stunned for a long time, and slowly turned his head to the position of the window.

Looking at the closed window.

Looking out the window, I had seen the scene many times......

Dream...... It's so real.

Uncontrolled ......

Grab the sheets.

Wrinkled.

Su Yan brought the prepared breakfast to the table.

Compared with her, An Quancheng, who is the [master] of the family, is obviously much more leisurely.

Like a landlord, he sat on a wooden chair.

With his back to him, he holds a newspaper in his hand.

His eyesight had deteriorated, squeezing his somewhat dry eyes, squinting and staring at the news in the newspaper with a constipated expression.

The youngest son of the family, An Qianxun, sat on a stool, playing with his own dishes and chopsticks.

This made Su Yan, who had just brought over the big bowl of rice porridge, very displeased.

Deliberately slammed the bowl on the table.

There was a muffled thud.

At the same time, An Qianxun, who was playing with the bowl, trembled.

Ahn Kwon Seung also subconsciously tensed his body, and his hand holding the newspaper also became stronger.

Peeked at his wife who let go of her hand.

looked at the unhappy face as if there was a murderous aura.

The corners of his mouth twitched without a trace.

"Someone, like the landlord early in the morning, doesn't even know how to serve a bowl."

The tone is very flat.

But the squinting gaze was like a sharp blade, cast on An Quancheng's old face.

Hearing his daughter-in-law's complaint, An Quancheng's mood changed a little at this moment.

With a sigh, he folded the newspaper in his hand very depressed and placed it on the table.

Got up and left his seat, and walked towards the kitchen without saying a word.

An Qianxun clasped his hands and looked at it a little blankly.

Walking out of the house, An Yuanyao's face was a little haggard.

The spirit is not as full as last week, and after the baptism of the weekend, I am a little tired.

Walking with small steps to the bathroom.

I took the washbasin and mixed it with some hot water and some cold water.

Splash on your cheeks.

This made her sober up a little.

"Hoo ......"

Exhaled, and his eyes widened a lot, staring at the water streaks in the basin that were gradually calming down.

Slowly lift your head.

Look at yourself in the mirror.

Hua Rong is still there, unlike the noble woman in the dream, she looks extremely young now.

But...... Thinking of the future in my dreams.

The eyes that had just brightened a little bit also dimmed a lot at this moment.

After a long dull time, I simply washed up, dried and left the bathroom.

Walk towards the table position.

Sit down.

Seeing his daughter appear, An Quancheng's originally depressed mood suddenly became much happier.

Pick up the bowl and fill a bowl of rice porridge.

"How many spoonfuls do you want to add today?"

Asking his daughter this question, Ahn Kwon Seung unscrewed the sugar jar with white sugar, and took the spoon inside to add sugar.

“……”

And today's An Yuanyao obviously didn't have the intention of eating sugar, and after hearing his father's inquiry, he just shook his head slightly, and reached out to take the bowl that his father was holding.

Scoop up a spoonful with a spoon and blow it.

in the mouth.

Putting down the spoon, he reached for a hard-boiled egg.

Peel off the eggshell and break it with both hands.

Squeeze the egg yolk into my brother's bowl.

Silently chewing the egg whites.

It looks like he's worried.

This move made An Qianxun happy, and he didn't care about the food in his mouth that had not been swallowed, and used a spoon to scoop up the egg yolk that his sister had just squeezed into him.

Stuff it in your mouth and chew it in large gulps.

Compared with their son's cheerfulness, the Ann couple obviously noticed their daughter's abnormality, and they stopped eating for a while.

Look at each other.

As if he had completed the exchange in his eyes, he immediately focused his gaze on his daughter's face.

Su Yan took the lead in making a move, stretched out her arm and touched her daughter's forehead with the back of her hand, and after taking it back, she touched her head again.

I compared the temperatures.

After making sure that there was no fever, he asked with a worried tone in his tone.

"Are you not feeling well, how do you feel listless?"

"No ......"

Swallowing the rice porridge in her mouth, An Yuanyao watched.

Responded.

"I just don't have much appetite...... I'm full. ”

With that, he put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, got up and went back to the house to pack up his books.

As soon as his daughter left, Ahn Kwon Seung also put down the spoon in his hand.

Hurriedly shouted towards his daughter's back.

"Eat a little more, just two bites, and your mother's steamed buns......"

“……”

However, his words did not get a response from his daughter.

Seeing his daughter return to the house, An Quancheng's face suddenly fell, and he looked at his daughter's bowl depressedly.

Reaching out and taking it, he pulled a little and put it in his bowl.

The remaining half was pushed to his wife.

"This kid ...... I haven't been in good spirits since Sunday......"

"Wasn't it okay when I went out with you two the day before yesterday?"

"Who knows what's going on......"

Pick up the egg and pick at the shell.

Buckled and stopped.

His eyes widened a lot.

"I see!"

“……”

Su Yan was frightened by the sudden opening of her mouth, and her face was full of puzzlement when she looked at her husband's sudden awakening.

"What do you know?"

"It's that kid!"

As if he gritted his teeth and said this, when he thought of the black-skinned boy he met by the river, An Quancheng suddenly became angry.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that her daughter became like this after chatting with each other.

Looking at his wife, An Quancheng was very reluctant, and said to her with grief and indignation.

described the scene of her daughter's encounter with Liu Changqing the day before yesterday to her.

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