What's funny is that almost every time a butterfly comes out of Fang Yun's place, it feels like it's a little deserted, and today is no exception.

In the hall, she took a look at Yan Hao again, Yan Hao raised his head and said politely: Let's go? Don't sit for a while?

The expression was stiff like a piece of wood, and there was no meaning of retention, and the butterfly naturally would not really think that people were kind enough to keep it, so he smiled and said: I have some other things, and I have been sitting for most of the day. Let's go!

Fang Yun still politely kept it while sending it later: Let's go after eating, you see I have made so many dishes, and I plan to make you a dessert in the evening, the ingredients are ready, isn't this a waste?

Liu Meiren also came out to keep on the side.

The butterfly put on her shoes and said, "You also want to eat, besides, I have eaten so much today that I can honestly skip a meal in the evening." Really, you're welcome, next time, forget it today. You've been tired all day for me, and it's time to take a break.

Fang Yun still stuffed a bag of homemade pastries from the kitchen into Butterfly's hand and said: "This, you can take some home for Zhiyuan to eat."

Butterfly looked at the pastry in the bag, it was one she had eaten before, it was indeed delicious, and she also had another brown one under her eyes, which should be chocolate flavored, and she thought that she must like it.

He said politely: Thank you, I will take this away very unceremoniously, the kite must like it, he likes to eat sweet things. It's a pity that his mother is not very capable.

Fang Yun smiled and said: Tell Zhi Kite, what do you want to eat come to Aunt Fang Yun's house, by the way, next time you are not allowed to run alone, you must bring Zhi Kite over, it should have grown up a lot, let me see if it is more beautiful than you?

Butterfly carried her bag, stood at the door decently and continued to greet Fang Yun, saying, "Okay, bring him next time and be a companion for Zexi." Don't give it away, let's stop here, I eat and take it every time, I'm not embarrassed.

Fang Yun had a faint smile on her face, which was very different from the Fang Yun in the bedroom before, and she said: Be careful on the road. Why don't I drive you?

The hospitality was almost so that the butterfly couldn't resist it, and the butterfly politely refused: No, no, it's very convenient for me to call a car myself. ……

Walking outside in the spring light, the butterfly let out a long breath and felt relaxed. Sometimes it's not easy to be a guest in someone's home. She vaguely remembers that when she was a child, her father was a person who was reluctant to go to other people's homes as a guest, and he liked to stay at home by himself, read books, write articles, and drink tea. This withdrawn gene in him can be regarded as imperceptibly continuing to be passed on in himself. She thought: I wonder if the kite is a lonely child? It doesn't look like it, will it be the same when you grow up? It's hard to say......

Thinking that the kite was not by his side today, he was full of joy, and walked along the road with light steps.

After the butterfly left, Fang Yun walked to Yan Hao's side and saw that he was watching TV, so she asked him angrily: Didn't you say that you were working overtime today? Why did you come back so early?

Yan Hao stared at the TV expressionlessly, and said indifferently: I'll be back when I work overtime.

Fang Yun said: Is it really overtime?

Yan Hao glanced at her, and seemed to feel that this woman was becoming more and more unreasonable, and said very annoyingly: Overtime is overtime, if I don't work overtime, where will I go for half a day?

Fang Yun asked again: Lunch eaten?

Yan Hao felt that she was a little endless, and said impatiently: Eat, unit canteen.

Fang Yun noticed that his tone was stiff, so he was not happy, and said: Ask if you have eaten, you don't need to be so cold.

Yan Hao swallowed his saliva, he really didn't want to quarrel with her, so he said patiently: No, where is it cold?

The two of them finally parted unhappily, Fang Yun went to the balcony to collect her clothes, Yan Hao glanced at her back, and didn't say anything, the TV was replaying a tennis match last night.

Not long after the butterfly left, Liu Meiren said that she went to a friend's house to sit and learn a new way to make sweaters, and after finishing speaking, she packed her wallet and mobile phone and went out. Suddenly, the house became unusually quiet.

Until nightfall, Fang Yun was still asleep in the bedroom, and Liu Meiren suddenly called and said that she would not come back for dinner. Fang Yun dealt with it indiscriminately, and fell asleep again, because after answering the phone, the drowsiness disappeared a lot, and when she was still sleeping in the quilt, she suddenly heard the door slamming, and she pricked up her ears, and then heard Yan Hao's slight cough, and wondered: When did he go out?

Thinking about it, he seemed to lose the remaining bit of sleepiness, got up, got dressed, and walked out of the bedroom with messy hair, Yan Hao really went out, and he still had a lottery ticket in his hand. Seeing Fang Yun, he said calmly: Awake? I thought you were going to sleep until tomorrow morning.

Fang Yun remembered that she had collected her clothes, folded them haphazardly and put them directly on the sofa, and then felt a little heavy-headed, so she went into the house to take a nap, and she didn't know how long she had been sleeping, the house was quiet, and as soon as she fell asleep, she had a dream that didn't know the north and the south, and when she woke up at the moment, she felt weak, as if she had just run a marathon, she was a little lazy and didn't want to cook, and there were many dishes left at noon, which was enough for them to eat.

He said vaguely: How so? But because I was busy cooking during the day and was tired, I lay down for a while and fell asleep. I didn't sleep well last night, so I just ate some noon at night, okay?

Yan Hao glanced at Fang Yun, who was sleepy-eyed, and said casually: It's okay, whatever.

At this moment, he pulled on his cotton slippers and walked into the bedroom, without taking off his clothes, and half-lying down on the quilt that Fang Yun had just slept on, and there was still residual heat on the bedding. He then turned on the TV and watched it with or without it, apparently waiting for dinner.

Fang Yun walked slowly to the kitchen, poured himself a cup of wolfberry chrysanthemum tea, drank two sips, and suddenly remembered that Zexi had not moved all afternoon, and he didn't know what this little girl was doing in the room alone? took the cup, walked to Zexi's room, pushed the door in, and Zexi was crooked on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

Fang Yun became popular all of a sudden: if you continue to play, your eyes will be even more short-sighted! I'm still wondering why you're so quiet in the afternoon, so you've been playing on your phone? Don't you have anything else to do but play with your phone? How many times have you played the piano today? I haven't played a whole piece of music until now, how can I go to the teacher next week to play it? If I don't talk about you, you can't be self-conscious? ——

Zexi was so frightened that he immediately threw his phone aside, and said back: I just played with my phone for a while, why are you making such a fuss? Didn't you practice in the morning? Besides, you're sleeping, how can I play the piano?

The mother and daughter quarreled for no reason over trivial matters, and at the end, Zexi walked past her fiercely with red eyes, tears, and grievances, muttering: I'll go! I'll just go and practice, I'm always satisfied, right? Wake up from a sleep, as if you've eaten*—