The whole family went to the table to eat, but it was not enough to see Yu Wei, Huang Guihua said to Changmin angrily:

"Go and ask your sister-in-law to eat, be your own young grandmother, and have to be urged to eat three times. Shout at her, love to eat, don't like to eat and pull down! ”

Zhou Changmin went out to shout Yu Wei, and Zhou Changfen persuaded Huang Guihua:

"Mother, you sometimes change your own problems, obviously you are kind enough to ask your sister-in-law to eat, why do you have to say such ugly words?"

Huang Guihua didn't recognize it, glared at Zhou Changfen and said:

"What nonsense, who is kind enough to let her eat, it's best not to eat, save food!"

Zhou Changfen shook her head helplessly, and at this time, Zhou Changmin came in, and Yu Wei followed behind her.

When Zhou Changfen saw Yu Wei, he burst out laughing.

"Sister-in-law, what are you doing, making your face gray?"

It was dark outside just now, and Zhou Changmin didn't see Yu Wei's face, but he saw it, and he couldn't help laughing.

Yu Wei didn't know what they were laughing at, and when she saw them staring at her face, she reached out and wiped it.

It's okay not to wipe it, this time, the two sisters laughed even more.

Zhou Changdong came in from outside at this time, saw them smiling, and asked:

"What's wrong?"

Yu Wei turned his head when he heard Zhou Changdong's voice, and when Zhou Changdong saw Yu Wei's catly face, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull.

Now he knew why the two of them were laughing.

The ash at the bottom of the pot stained Yu Wei's face, and she wiped it, and the rubbing area was even larger.

Yu Wei quickly caught the smile flashing at the corner of Zhou Changdong's lips, knowing that there must be something dirty on his face.

The Zhou family had a mirror, and in the east house, Yu Wei glared at them and ran out to wash his face.

Zhou Changdong followed Yu Wei out, and when he returned to the south house, Yu Wei made a basin of water and washed his face.

When Zhou Changdong came in, he saw that there were still dried droplets on her face, walked up to her, and looked at her with lowered eyes:

"Don't move."

Yu raised his eyes slightly and didn't move again.

Zhou Changdong took the towel in her hand, bent down slightly, and looked at her at eye level.

Reaching out and gently picking up her jaw, he tilted his head and took a towel to wipe the little unwashed pot ash on the side of her jaw.

Yu Wei looked at the serious look in Zhou Changdong's eyes, and his heart was pounding.

I don't know if the temperature of his fingertips is too high, or the towel is too hot, and soon, the flush began to spread from the place where Zhou Changdong's fingertips pinched her jaw, and gradually spread to her face.

After Zhou Changdong wiped her, he looked up at her bright cheeks, and his heart moved slightly.

"What did you eat by the stove and make it look like a cat?"

The low voice, like a pampering, and like a reprimanding daughter.

Yu Wei complained and opened the button, and stretched out his hand to look at Zhou Changdong.

A small red dot appeared on the back of the hand, which was extremely itchy.

Zhou Changdong frowned and reached out to hold her hand.

"How did you get that?"

"That yam, I got it on the back of my hand when I peeled it, who knew that this broken body was allergic to yam mucus, and pimples began to grow on my hands."

Yu Wei didn't expect to be allergic, her own body was not allergic to anything in her previous life.

"What do you do with yams?"

Yu Wei listened to his tone with reproach, raised his eyes to look, saw his calm face, and thought, isn't the old lady for you? Who do you put on a face for?

"I'm not thinking about cooking some yam porridge, yam porridge is the most nourishing for the stomach, the stomach bleeding you drank yesterday has to be well nourished these days."

Zhou Changdong was slightly stunned, and then came back to his senses, his eyes looked at her deeply, and raised his eyebrows.

"Feel sorry for me?"

Yu Wei raised his head and crashed into Zhou Changdong's eyes.

Because he was against the light, the contours of his eyebrows and eyes looked deep, his voice was cold and low, and his tone was gently raised, with a kind of lazy and immodest general, which made Yu Wei's heart jump a few times unconsciously.

ps: Today's two more votes, tomorrow to make up, six more.