"What are you doing?"

When Fang Yichen had already raised his foot and was about to kick out, suddenly a stern male voice came from behind. She quietly withdrew her feet, then turned sideways to avoid the little boy who pounced on her, and turned her head to look at where the sound was coming from.

"I'm making trouble here again, aren't you, why don't you all hurry up and let me go home for dinner, and I'm messing around and confining you all." The man didn't lower his voice at all because he was in front of a bunch of children.

"Ah, run, it's King Sun Yan." The kid who took the lead just now also took the lead in escaping this time.

Hulala, there were only the 'Sun Yan King' and Fang Yichen left next to the grove.

"Whose family are you?" King Sun Yan squinted and looked at the little girl in front of him, there was some doubt in his eyes, he saw that the posture of the little girl's raised leg just now was a little familiar, but he felt that it was impossible.

Fang Yichen was speechless, why did these people like to ask her this question.

He explained to the soldier named 'King Sun Yan' that he was a relative of Zhao Lan's family again, and then returned to the Li family in a gloomy manner.

When she entered the house, the food had already been put on the table, and the head of the family, Li Jianjun, had also returned.

"Quick, girl, go wash your hands, let's eat, we'll wait for you." Zhao Lan greeted warmly.

"Hey." After Fang Yichen agreed, he went to the toilet to wash his hands, and came out to sit at the dining table.

"It's too late for us to come back today, and I didn't have time to buy meat, so Auntie just made some casually, you can taste it or not." Zhao Lan gave her a chopstick sprouts, and seeing that her daughter was about to change her face over there, she immediately gave her a chopstick as well, "Come, Bingbing also eat more, your father has eaten in the canteen in the past few days since my mother left, my daughter has lost weight." ”

Li Bingbing had a smile on her face, and she deliberately raised her chin towards Fang Yichen, as if showing off that she had a mother.

Fang Yichen didn't pay attention to her at all, and concentrated on eating his own food.

To be honest, she is really not satisfied with Zhao Lan's craftsmanship, let alone comparing with herself, even Fang Xiaocui's craftsmanship cannot be compared. But now that she's growing her body, she needs to eat more even if it's not delicious, so she just lowers her head and tries to pull it into her mouth.

"Hmph, hillbilly, like a starving ghost reincarnated." Li Bingbing felt that Fang Yichen looked down on her by ignoring her, so she couldn't help but be sarcastic.

"What do you say?" Li Jianjun, who had never spoken at the dinner table, suddenly looked at his daughter angrily, "Li Bingbing, I have told you many times, if you want to speak, you can say it well, don't be a mocking tone to everyone." ”

Li Bingbing didn't expect her father to murder herself in front of outsiders, and her aggrieved eyes immediately turned red, but she was afraid of her father, so she could only hold back and dare not cry.

"Oh, look at you, I finally went home on time for a meal, why are you still yelling at the child, so that the upstairs and downstairs hear how bad, and then the child, you can say it well, and it's not your soldiers." Zhao Lan was a little distressed when she saw her daughter like that, and hurriedly came out to play a round.

Fang Yichen pursed his lips, thinking that he was done, he would have just said two words, but as soon as Zhao Lan maintained it, Li Bingbing's princess couldn't be sick immediately.

Sure enough, Li Bingbing's tears that were originally contained in his eyes crackled and fell into the rice bowl, "Woo woo, I won't eat it!" She pushed the bowl, got up, ran back to her room, and slammed the door again.

"Look at you, you are so good at messing with children." Zhao Lan frowned and glared at Li Jianjun, she finally coaxed her daughter just now, and Lao Li scolded her for nothing in the afternoon.

"It's just that you're always used to her, you see what she's become of." Li Jianjun is also angry, his daughter is not as polite and sensible as a little girl from the countryside, do you say that he is a father and can not be angry, "Okay, leave her alone, if you don't eat, you will be hungry." Yaya, you eat yours, eat more. ”

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Li." Fang Yichen gave him a sweet smile back.

"Yes, your sister has this temper, every day there is a gust of wind and rain, don't worry about her for a while, she will be fine herself, come, you eat vegetables." Zhao Lan hurriedly gave Fang Yichen another chopstick dish, but she had some complaints about Fang Yichen in her heart.

If she could persuade her just now, Bingbing wouldn't have been scolded by his father, and she wouldn't have been angry and wouldn't even eat.

This is the heart of a mother, no matter who is right and who is wrong at the beginning, it must be someone else's problem in the end, and you can always find a suitable reason for your child.

After eating, Li Jianjun turned on the TV and sat on the sofa to watch TV, Zhao Lan was cleaning up the table, Fang Yichen looked at the closed hut door, stood up and helped Zhao Lan pick up the table together.

"No, no, you put it there, Auntie will finish it in a while, you go to watch TV." Zhao Lan saw Yaya enter the kitchen with a stack of rice bowls, quickly reached out and took it, and then turned around and put it in the sink.

"I don't like to watch TV, I'll help you clean the dishes." Fang Yichen actually wanted to say that there were a total of two rooms and a kitchen in the house, Li Jianjun occupied the big house, Li Bingbing occupied the cabin, and Zhao Lan occupied the kitchen.

"No, how old are you, you don't need to stretch out your hand for the kitchen, Auntie can do it herself, you can go watch TV quickly." How could Zhao Lan let people work on the first day they came, and hurriedly pushed Yaya out of the kitchen.

Fang Yichen sighed, this matter, it's actually not too good to come to the city in advance, look at the fact that he has nowhere to stay now.

She couldn't stand in the hallway all the time, so she had to go inside and watch TV.

Fortunately, Li Jianjun is not a person who talks much, he watched the news broadcast on TV very attentively, as if he didn't notice that there was anyone around him. Fang Yichen sat on the other side of the sofa with peace of mind, and also watched it, compared with chatting with strangers, she felt that the news broadcast was much more interesting.

After Zhao Lan cleaned up the kitchen, she went directly to the hut, I don't know what kind of ideological work she had done with Li Bingbing inside, anyway, at eight o'clock in the evening, Fang Yichen was finally able to enter the hut.

Smelling the smell of scrambled eggs in the house that had not yet dissipated, and looking at the oil that Li Bingbing had forgotten to wipe the corners of his mouth or had not wiped on purpose, Fang Yichen knew that Zhao Lan had just opened a small stove for her daughter.

But she doesn't care about this, she is a daughter.

"Yaya, it's okay for you to sleep on the top bunk." Zhao Lan asked.

"No problem." Fang Yichen nodded, but seeing a few obvious footprints on the luggage he brought in the corner of the room, he knew that Li Bingbing had kicked her luggage as her. "Aunt Zhao, can you help me take my luggage to the upper bunk?"

Zhao Lan saw the duffel bag in the corner, and of course saw the small footprints on it, she walked over a little embarrassed, blocked it with her body, and wiped it quickly with one hand.