Yanyan glared and said, "Mother, my brother hasn't come to class yet, and Yanyan hasn't seen my brother yet, so I'm not leaving." ”

Yan Nian said as he walked out: "Let's go, my brother is eating, let's go home and eat, my mother will make something for you." ”

Yanyan's little arms couldn't twist her thighs, so she could only lie in her mother's arms and be silent.

Seeing Yan Nian carrying Yanyan and leaving, Ni Yirou came out and said with a smile: "Yan Nian, you don't eat here anymore, I'm here to bring out the meal for you and Yanyan." ”

Yan Nian didn't speak, walked out of the gate of Mingyu Academy, and walked home.

Ni Yirou shouted from behind: "Are you still coming tomorrow?" ”

Fang Mingyu also went out of the room in frustration at this time, and when he heard Ni Yirou say this, he coughed and said, "You won't use it tomorrow, my mother said that from tomorrow, the work of this stove room will be done by the housekeeper of the big kitchen at home." ”

Ni Yirou really didn't expect Fang Mingyu to drive herself away so recklessly, turned her head and said with a red face: "Brother Mingyu, my aunt said to let me come over that day, what's the matter?" Yan Nian left, and you won't let me be here? ”

Fang Mingyu stopped talking nonsense, and said directly: "Your salary for these two days will be given to you." As he spoke, he handed over the money in his hand.

Ni Yirou's face was flushed, and her original white skin turned pink, which looked really good, but looking at her eyes, she knew that Ni Yirou was really angry.

Ni Yirou didn't take the silver money handed over by Fang Mingyu, and directly stretched out her hand and pushed it out, looking at Fang Mingyu with a pair of Danfeng eyes with affection, and said coquettishly: "Brother Mingyu, don't you just want to see me?" I came here to cook so I could be with you every day. But you pushed me out so ruthlessly, Yirou is really sad! ”

As she spoke, Ni Yirou shrugged her shoulders and sobbed in a low voice.

Fang Mingyu ran out of ideas, seeing Ni Yirou like this, he didn't know what to do, look at the classroom, for fear of being misunderstood, what happened to him Ni Yirou, hurriedly stepped forward and whispered: "Don't be like this, let others see it and misunderstand us." ”

Ni Yirou was not afraid of being misunderstood, and when Fang Mingyu handed over the handkerchief, she grabbed his white and delicate hand and put it on her chest, and whispered: "Brother Mingyu, do you know how much I like you?" Seeing you and Yan Nian together, my heart is dripping blood, please don't treat me like this, I really can't stand it! As he spoke, he leaned over to Fang Mingyu's side.

Seeing this, Fang Mingyu hurriedly withdrew his hand, looked left and right with a crimson face, and whispered: "Don't be like this, Sister Yirou, if you really want to cook here, I will discuss with my mother to let you stay, but we are really not suitable, don't make it difficult for me." With that, he turned and left.

Ni Yirou watched his beloved leave helplessly, silently wiped away his tears and walked to the stove room.

Yan Nian returned home with Yanyan in her arms, thinking that she wouldn't have to go to the academy to make lunch in the future, and she wouldn't have to face Fang Mingyu's hot eyes all day long, as well as Ni Yirou's misunderstanding of herself, it was really like unloading a big burden, and she felt a lot more relaxed.

Thinking about it again, I have been busy at noon these days, and I haven't been paid, even if I have repaid the silver that Fang Mingyu gave me before.

Yan Nian cooked the meal while thinking, Xiao Yanyan lay on the kang and hugged her rag doll and didn't want to get up, so she forced Yan Nian to pull it up: "Get up quickly, after eating, my mother will do the work." ”

Yeon-yeon pouted and got up to pick up the meat buns left over from the morning and ate them.

Yan Nian didn't eat in the morning, he would be really hungry, so he drank a bowl of white rice porridge with his rice bowl, and ate a little salted cucumber very deliciously.

When he was about to finish eating, there was a sudden strong wind outside, and it rained heavily, and Yan Nian was not given a chance to go out to pick up firewood.

Seeing the pouring rain outside, Yan Nian was completely dead to this year's harvest, thinking about the straws that were still lying in the ground, and his heart began to feel uncomfortable.

At this time, he heard the crackling sound outside, Yan Nian was startled, he didn't know what was going on, he hurriedly looked outside, and the hail falling from the sky scared Yan Nian a lot.

In the storm, hailstones the size of eggs smashed to the ground, shooting ducks in the rain shower at the base of the wall and running all over the yard.

At this time, Yan Nian couldn't stay in the house, hurriedly put on a ragged coat, put on a broken hat, rushed to the courtyard, and drove a group of ducks into the duck shed with great difficulty, and ran to the door of the pigsty to see the little pigs, and the little pigs also looked at the hail that fell to the ground with a panicked face, and when they saw the owner appear, they all screamed.

Yan Nian saw that there was no problem, so he hurriedly ran under the eaves again, opened the door and jumped into the door.

He took off his hat, rubbed his arm that was hurt by the hail, and looked out the door.

Today is really a year of many disasters and difficulties, how can Yan Nian catch up with this year after being reborn?

Looking into the small garden, all kinds of seedlings have also fallen with the hail, and the leaves are scattered, and it seems that the green vegetables in the garden will not be eaten in the future.

Yan Nian closed the door with a heavy heart and returned to the house, Xiao Yanyan had eaten at this time, lay on the kang and fell asleep holding the rag doll.

Yan Nian cleaned up the table, washed his hands and put on the kang, thinking about it, let's do a good job of the rag doll at hand, now the only thing to pay for is this job.

While doing his work, Yan Nian listened to the sound of hail outside hitting the window, and his mind suddenly returned to the situation when he was on a mission in the heavy rain before he was reborn.

The rain is mixed with sweat on the body and face, hidden in the depths of the mountains, in order to complete the task, it is also a struggle.

Yan Nianxiang now has a much more stable pastoral life than in the previous life, although there is no money to spend, and life is a little tight, but when there is no life-threatening time, there are two troubles, and it is also because of Li San, he wants to help others, and he is really satisfied to think about his current life.

While thinking about it, Feng Shuang and He Ling didn't know what to do with the rag dolls distributed in their hands.

Outside, the sound of rain became quieter, and there was no sound of hail hitting the window, Yan Nian raised his eyes and knew that the hail had also stopped, so he opened the window again to breathe.

Xiao Yanyan turned over and fell asleep again, Yan Nian covered Yanyan with a thin quilt, looked at the little donkey, and thought to herself whether this temper followed the original owner or his father in the fairy tale world.

Shaking his head and busy with the work in his hands.

Suddenly, there was a noise at the gate, and Yan Nian hurriedly raised his eyes and looked at the courtyard again.

Seeing Fang Mingyu appear with an oil umbrella, he was looking into the room with a smile.

Yan Nian was stunned again, what is this guy doing in the rain?

After thinking about it, Yan Nian didn't move, and was still busy stuffing cotton into the belly of the rag doll in his hand.

Then I heard the sound of the door opening, the sound of stomping feet, and the sound of an oil umbrella standing against the wall.

There was a pause for a few seconds, and the sound of footsteps came back to the door.

Yan Nian's heart can't say what he feels, nor is he looking forward to his arrival, but Fang Mingyu is not the kind he particularly resents, it's just that he doesn't want to let others laugh at him when he should struggle now, "Look at that little widow, the tinkle of the poor at home, and the idle people who talk about love, I think it's very unrealistic." ”

Thinking of this, Yan Nian moved his body to the kang again, bowing his head and loading cotton.