In fact, Yinyu doesn't quite remember how long ago he had such a dream.

Wanwan in the dream flutters butterflies in a field of rape flowers. With a fan in her hand, she ran around the vegetable patch without feeling tired at all.

The sun shone on her body, and the whole person looked bright and good-looking.

At that time, the relationship between Yinyu and Wanwan was not what it is now. Even Yinyu at that time actually didn't understand why he dreamed of this.

Of course, Wanwan in the dream is really beautiful. As a result, he remembers this dream very clearly until now.

"This painting is very good."

Wanwan looked at herself in the painting, thought about it and asked Yinyu: "Just when, can you take me to realize the content of the dream?" ”

"You see, the rape flowers are so beautiful, and the butterflies are so beautiful. I couldn't see anything in the room all day, and I was almost bored. And... You should go out properly. ”

"You promised me before that you would go to Xiangshan to see the red leaves together. It's late autumn now, and if you don't go, you won't have to see it. ”

When the snow falls, the snow covers the whole world, and how do you see the autumn leaves?

And this year, it is absolutely impossible for Yinyu to agree to her to go to the yard to play in the snow no matter what.

"Hmm..."Yinyu thought about it seriously, and said, "About half a month." Don't worry, I'll take you there. What I promise you, even if it is going up the sword mountain and going down to the sea of fire, it must be done for you. ”

"No, no, no."

Wanwan hurriedly shook her head and said, "I still don't want to go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire." I... Actually, I just hope you can do well. Hello, I'm sure I'm steady, isn't it? ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Yinyu responded with a smile, took Wanwan's hand, gently stroked the back of Wanwan's hand, and said, "I know that you care about me the most." ”

"Of course I care about you." Wanwan said with a smile, patted Yinyu's head, and said, "Draw well." If the painting is good, take it to the study and hang it. ”

"Hmm... If someone else sees it in the future, it can also be admired, right? ”

Admire? Yinyu couldn't laugh or cry when he heard these words. But then again, if it's really good, it's really nice to hang it up and show it to the kids.

Yinyu gave it here, and after finishing the painting, he accompanied Wanwan to wander around the courtyard for a while.

At this time of year, although there are no flowers, when Wanwan and Yinyu are wandering around in this courtyard, their mood will inexplicably become very good.

"Have you felt any discomfort lately?"

Yinyu took Wanwan's hand and asked as she walked forward.

"I don't think so." Wanwan said: "I often hear people say that people who are pregnant are prone to morning sickness and uncomfortable things. Some of them seem to have rashes, which has never happened to me before. ”

"That's good." Yinyu was a little relieved after hearing this, and said, "If there is anything uncomfortable, remember to tell Dr. Li." ”

"Doctor Li, although sometimes it looks a little unreliable. However, it is still impeccable in terms of medical skills. With him here, I can feel a lot more relieved. ”

Yinyu felt that Dr. Li seemed a little unreliable, mainly because Dr. Li was obviously too enthusiastic about the food in the Fourteen Baylor Mansion.

This is very similar to Yinyu himself. is also like this, Yinyu realized in hindsight that maybe Wanwan felt that she was unreliable in the past, and there was a little reason for that.

People who are tempted by food will indeed seem less reliable!

Of course, Yinyu also admitted that this Dr. Li is very clever in medical skills. It is precisely because of these performances in his medical skills that Yinyu is also reassured.

Otherwise, Yinyu cared about Wanwan so much, so why would he go to the palace to find a doctor to enter the house to see Wanwan.

"It looks like it's still some hour before it gets dark." After Wanwan and Yinyu walked around at will, Wanwan really felt that there was nothing to see, so she said to Yinyu: "Why don't we go back first?" ”

"I seem to think I'm in good spirits, can I go to the kitchen and make pastries together? You give me a hand, and if I have anything I need, you give it to me? ”

Yinyu's eyes lit up suddenly, first nodded seriously, and then asked Wanwan, "Are you okay?" If it's okay to make pastries... That's good, of course. ”

Moreover, Yinyu felt that since he was giving Wanwan a hand, then the person who mainly made pastries was still Wanwan.

His involvement should have little effect on the taste of the final pastry. Since this is the case, then he can naturally let go of his heart.

In the kitchen, Wanwan took the materials in her hand and began to order Yinyu to come.

"Oh, how do you make a fire, you can't even make a fire."

Wanwan looked at Yinyu, who tried to make a fire in front of the stove, but kept failing, and couldn't help but shake her head and sigh, and said: "In the future, if there is no cook in our house, and you want to cook something to eat, then you have to drink the northwest wind?" ”

Wanwan still remembers what happened in Zhuangzi's kitchen when she was a child.

Speaking of which, Wanwan still had a very colorful life when she was young. When she was in Zhuangzi, in addition to going up the tree and going down the river, the kitchen was another place that Wanwan liked to go.

All things are born and stop in water, and are extinguished in fire. It seems that people are born with a strong curiosity about things like fire.

When Wanwan was in Zhuangzi, she liked to go to Zhuangzi's kitchen. At that time, she still had sweet potatoes and potatoes in her hands, hoping to bake them by the stove.

But the cook in the kitchen didn't want to let Wanwan get close no matter what she said. I want Wanwan to bring her sweet potatoes and potatoes, so that she, a professional cook, can bake sweet potatoes.

Wanwan's temperament, how could she agree? Finally, regardless of everyone's obstruction, under the soft grinding and hard bubbles, he must let the cook teach herself.

After holding the dry straw in her hand, Wanwan wanted to start a fire. But after the withered grass was lit, although the fire was raging, it was extinguished before it could ignite the wood.

Wanwan bothered about this, and it took a quarter of an hour to really barely raise the fire with the spirit of not abandoning or giving up.

PS: I still listen to my grandparents. In the past, when I went to the mountains and went to the countryside, those educated youths would not be able to make fires. Haha, almost out of food.