"Ha Qiu, Ha Qiu" An Xi smiled awkwardly and touched his nose, "Hehehe." ”

"Lie down, cover the quilt, don't catch a cold."

Mo Shi's eyes turned red again as he spoke, and An Xi hurriedly comforted him

"Mother, I'm fine, there will be blessings after the initial recovery from a serious illness, rest assured, my daughter will have more blessings in the future, you don't have to worry too much, I want you to enjoy happiness."

"My mother is so sad and sad, and I will be distressed with her."

An Xi said and quietly winked at the woman who was guarding her.

She received the signal and said smartly, "Mother, my sister is right, don't be sad, my sister is already fine." ”

"Okay, okay, my mother knows."

Looking at the little girl's little adult-like comfort, An Xi couldn't help but tease

"Don't want to be a sister anymore? Why don't you talk to your sister? ”

The little girl's eyes were full of tears, but she couldn't bear to let it fall, and said stubbornly

"Because my mother has been worried about my sister for a long time, I want my mother to talk to my sister more, and it will be the same if I talk to my sister after the prostitution."

"This sister, sensible makes her feel distressed, she just casually teases to divert her mother's attention, but she doesn't want to."

"Come here, come closer to me with my mother."

Xiao Anjiao obediently stepped forward, Anxi held Anjia with one hand, Mo with the other, the mother and daughter, and laughed for a while.

I don't know why, An Xi feels that her family in this world is so warm, and she can't help but want to cry even though her tears are low, but she can't, because the mother's tears in this world are lower than hers.

If she couldn't help crying, needless to say, her mother and her mother would cry together, wouldn't it be even more difficult.

And Anyi, who came in with porridge and vegetables, looked at the happy three, and unconsciously raised the corners of his lips.

"This home is back again," An Yi thought to himself.

"Mother, the porridge is ready, let my sister drink some of it."

"Yes, yes, Xixi, eat and drink enough to have the strength to recover."

"Mother, brother, I know, I'll eat more, don't worry."

Smelling the aroma of the food, An Xi swallowed his saliva, his eyes staring at the white porridge and mushrooms for a moment.

This body must have been hungry for several days, otherwise it would have reacted so easily, and only then did it smell the smell of food and gurgle hungrily.

An Xi took a sip of porridge suddenly, and An Xi felt that he had food in his stomach, so he took two chopsticks and put shiitake mushrooms in his mouth and chewed them.

It's delicious, it's just a pity, and it would be more perfect if she put some homemade seasonings.

"Mother, don't you eat?"

An Xi put down his chopsticks and looked up at the three of them.

"We ate early, these are all yours, you hurry up and eat."

An Xi watched her sister lick the corners of her mouth, picked up a piece of shiitake mushroom and put it next to her mouth.

Unexpectedly, An Jiao quickly moved her position.

"This is what my sister eats, she can't eat it, she has just eaten it with her mother and brother, and she is not hungry."

"Poof, you little girl, it's okay to eat a piece, just a piece."

"Mother,"

An Jiao turned her head to look at Moh, and only approached the shiitake mushroom that was close at hand with Mo's smile and nodded, and took a bite and chewed it.

"It's delicious."

The people outside were lively and lively, and Anxi's family was no exception, and the warmth mixed with laughter made her let go of the last trace of defense in the other world.

It's so warm, the original home, her parents have never cared for her so much.

And this home, although it is not Zhong Mingding's home and does not wear brocade clothes and jewelry, but spiritually, it makes her feel rich and warm.

There is a family like this, and she is enough.

In the future, they will be her family members, and she will treat her mother well, her brother and her lovely sister.

Anxi sniffed, trying not to let the tears of emotion come out.

After eating, An Xi smiled and said to the four-year-old soft glutinous son An Jiao.

"Come here, let my sister hug me."

Hearing this, she threw herself into An Xi's arms, but she was gentle and afraid of hurting this weak sister.

The little hand gently patted my sister's back, as if to encourage her

"Sister, get better soon."

And Mo Shi and An Yi on the side couldn't help but smile and enjoy this happiness together

That's when it happened.

"Hiccup~"

"Hey, hey, that, mother, brother, I'm full, burp~"

An Yi couldn't help but laugh.

"Brother, what are you laughing at?"

An Xi blushed and asked with a group of shame.

"No, I didn't laugh anything, I just heard the burp of the piglet's fullness, so I couldn't help it."

"Huh? What? Pig burps? ”

This Anxi is gone, how can she be said in her previous life that she was a cute and beautiful little fairy, how can she be compared with a pig? . .

"Brother, how can you compare me to a pig."

An Yi touched his nose and smiled, "In my eyes, the little pig is cute, and you are also cute, um." ”

That's why my brother complimented me on my cuteness in disguise???? It's pretty much the same, An Xi smiled happily.

An Xi thought to himself, it seems to be good to make trouble like this.

The next day, the sky was just dawning, revealing the white of the fish belly in the sky.

The blue sky, the white clouds, the green and green mountains, and the fresh and fragrant air mixed with the slightest hint of flowers.

This is the feeling that Anxi saw and breathed when he got up and opened the window, which was wonderful.

There are no crowded, messy, noisy populations, and no terrible smog.

The life here is simple and pure, the pace is slow and leisurely, well, suitable for health!

Since there is only one room, the main house, and a kitchenette on the side of the courtyard.

The main room was furnished with a table and three simple wooden beds, except for one bed, which was padded and the other two were laid directly on the floor.

Originally, Mo's slept on the one that was cushioned, but because Anxi fell down, in order to let Anxi better heal his injuries, he replaced it.

So Mo and Nuanxi squeezed a bed, one for comfort, and one for Anxi.

The first one in the family to get up early was not Anxi, it was Mo's, and he got up and went to the ground before dawn.

Immediately afterwards was Anyi, who got up and freshened up and walked towards Asan with his axe on his shoulder.

After that, it was Anxi, who got up and went to water the vegetables and feed the chickens, and the last one to get up was Anxi.

Anxi, who was at a loss, thought that she had gotten up early, and when she saw that she was still asleep alone in a room, her old face turned pink.

Looking at the busy figure outside the window, Anxi was a little distressed, she was only four years old, in her previous life, which four-year-old child was not the treasure in the palm of her family.

An Xi couldn't help clenching her fists, she must let her mother and brothers and sisters live a good life!

Walking out of the main house, Anxi scooped up clean water and washed it.

"Sister, are you awake?"

"Well, wake up, what are you going to do later, I'll go with you."

"No, my sister needs to be raised well now, and she doesn't need to work, and when you are well, we can go to Asan to find wild vegetables and fruits again."

"It's okay, it's not in the way, my sister's body sister knows."

"That's still not okay, my mother doesn't agree, my brother won't agree, and I won't agree."

"Silly girl, your sister and I are not so fragile."

"I don't care, my sister just wants to take care of her illness, and I'll talk about it later."

Looking at the blushing face, An Xi's heart felt warm, like a wisp of soup spring, washing her restless soul.

"Okay, don't be angry, my sister listens to you."

"Sister, this is good, then sister, don't run around when you sit."

"Okay, yes."

The full sun at noon shimmered with a warm afterglow in this cool spring.

An Yi came back with a heavy piece of wood, and cut it evenly into vertical pieces one after another.

An Xi, who was sitting on the front steps of the house and watching him, couldn't help but be stunned, this knife skill, this technique, this well-proportioned piece after piece.

His brother is definitely a good martial artist, or he has the talent and potential to become a chef.