"I'm in a hurry today, and I haven't had time to clean up, and when I vacate a cabinet tomorrow, you can pack up your luggage again, don't put this on the bed, how can you sleep if you can't stretch your body to take up space, I'll put it on a stool for you." As she spoke, she had already placed her large duffel bag on the chair next to the small table.

"That'll do fine." Fang Yichen didn't really want to put it on the bed, he just wanted to remind Zhao Lan.

After that, she opened her duffel bag and took out her toiletries, which Grandma Li had collected for her. Three plastic basins, one large, one medium and one small, as well as two towels, a toothbrushing jar, a toothbrush and a tube of toothpaste and a soap.

Zhao Lan watched her take out so many things in surprise, thinking that it was no wonder that her luggage was so heavy, and she even carried so many basins.

"Aunt Zhao, is there hot water at home, I want to wash up." Fang Yichen asked politely.

"Oh, yes, there's a bottle in the kitchen thermos, if it's enough, I'll burn it for you if it's not enough."

"It should be enough."

Fang Yichen took her toiletries and hot water bottle and went into the bathroom.

As a little girl studying medicine, regardless of whether she is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, she still has a slight cleanliness habit.

Grandma Li is also a particular person, so Fang Yichen has indeed learned some 'stinky problems' in the past few years, such as the three pots she took, which all have their own uses. The big ones wash their faces and take a bath, the middle ones wash their feet, the small ones wash their buttocks, and they have to take care of their hygiene every day, which are all habits that have been formed.

Fang Yichen walked out refreshed after taking a thermos of hot water alone in the toilet.

It's just that before going to bed, Li Bingbing's little classmate was a demon again.

"What are you doing, it's endless, moving around like a maggot, how can I still sleep." Li Bingbing had already gotten into the quilt without brushing her face or washing her teeth, originally she was facing the wall, when Fang Yichen stepped on the bed, she was very upset when she heard the creaking sound of the iron bed, and she turned over and began to shout again.

Zhao Lan was making the bed in that room, and when she heard her daughter's movement, she hurriedly ran to this house, "What's wrong, what's wrong?" What's going on here? Wasn't it okay just now? The tone of her voice was not so good, she had been a firefighter several times this afternoon, and even the best temper had been worn out.

"She's always moving around on it, how can I sleep, I have to go to class tomorrow." Li Bingbing turned her head and sued her mother.

Zhao Lan hugged her daughter and patted her back gently, "Okay, okay, mom knows, my sister definitely didn't mean it, the two of you will live together in the future, and you will accommodate each other." Didn't mom just tell you, you also promised mom. She gave her daughter a look that only their mother and daughter would understand.

"Humph!" Zhao Lan really gave up finding fault.

But she didn't find fault anymore, but Fang Yichen above stopped doing it. There are two things but there are no repeats, Li Bingbing provoked her twice in one afternoon, she didn't have the same knowledge as a little girl when she first arrived, but she can't treat herself as a soft persimmon, the most important thing is Zhao Lan's attitude and what she said just now, what is called a sister is definitely not intentional, as if she really made a mistake.

"Aunt Zhao, this bed originally creaked as soon as it moved, I went to bed, and my sister couldn't stand it and called me a maggot, what do you say I should do, I don't go to bed at night, just stand on the ground?" Fang Yichen jumped out of bed all of a sudden.

"Oh, be careful." Zhao Lan was taken aback by her sudden action, you must know that the upper bunk must be one meter and five meters high from the ground, and the girl is not one meter and five high.

"I just can't figure out what my sister is angry about, is it because the sound of the bed disturbs her, then why doesn't she scold the bed but scolds me for being a maggot, otherwise, she sleeps on the top bunk and I sleep below, I will never scold her for being a maggot." Fang Yichen said very calmly, and in the end, he didn't seem to feel enough, and said again, "Actually, when I was at home, my grandfather and grandfather taught me not to scold, because that is what only children with no quality and no education can do." ”

This is mocking Li Bingbing's lack of education.

Li Bingbing was only an eight-year-old child after all, she didn't understand, but Zhao Lan did, and she couldn't refute Fang Yichen's words, her face suddenly turned red.

"Yaya, your sister may have misunderstood you, she didn't mean to scold you." Zhao Lan can only try to make up for her daughter.

"I'm not going to change it with you, don't be delusional, anyway, you're not allowed to move in bed, if I hear the sound of the bed and affect my sleep, I'll kick you out." Li Bingbing felt that her mother was by her side, her waist was stiff, and she stretched out her fingers to command.

Fang Yichen immediately began to get dressed.

"Hey, what are you doing here, my sister is joking with you." Zhao Lan saw her movements and quickly stood up to stop her.

"You get out of here, and I will be the only one living in this house in the future, or let your mother return what my grandfather gave her." Fang Yichen suddenly shouted fiercely at Li Bingbing on the bed.

Zhao Lan and Li Bingbing were both stunned by her, because her expression, tone and eyes just now were very in place.

"Aunt Zhao, I was joking just now, really, I didn't think so." Fang Yichen sent that spur, and when he turned his head to face Zhao Lan, he brought a faint smile.

"Wow......" Li Bingbing was very spineless and cried.

Zhao Lan came back to her senses, and hurriedly ran over to hug her daughter and coax her, "Don't cry, my sister didn't mean to ......"

"I'm kidding you." Fang Yichen added.

"Okay, Li Bingbing, you can hold back the crying for me." Li Jianjun walked in.

The two rooms were so close that what was said in this room could be heard in the other room a little more closely, so he listened to everything that had just happened in this room.

Although Li Bingbing was afraid of her father, she knew that her mother was there, and her father couldn't treat her, so she wrenched her head into her mother's arms and continued to cry.

"I'm crying, I'll lock you up immediately, you try." Li Jianjun scolded.

Then the crying in the house stopped abruptly.

Fang Yichen raised his eyebrows, it turned out that confinement was so good, it seemed that today's 'Sun Yan King' also said this word.

"You go to sleep, and you don't mix up the problems between the children." Li Jianjun motioned for Zhao Lan to go out.

Zhao Lan hesitated, but stood up obediently, and at this time, Li Bingbing pulled her sleeve and said nothing.

"Bingbing, you're good, mom said it, mom will take you to buy clothes after two days of vacation." Zhao Lan turned around and comforted, remembering that Fang Yichen was still by her side, so she added another sentence, "Take Yaya too, you two want to get along well, you know." ”