Mingyan took Mingmo into the house, and the children who were watching TV turned their heads to look at them.

Then a group of children instantly abandoned the TV and ran over to surround them, looking at Ming Mo with a pair of eyes.

"Xiaoyan Xiaoyan, who is he?"

"He's so good-looking, better than a starlet on TV."

"He's not from our village, I know everyone in our village."

Ming Mo was not used to being stared at by so many people, so he pulled Ming Yan's clothes and whispered, "Ah Yan." ”

Mingyan held his hand, comforted him silently, and said to the children: "He is my friend. ”

As for the other questions, she avoided answering.

She knew that Ming Mo didn't like to stay with them, so she pulled him into her room.

It was very irresponsible to throw that group of children to the care of the Li brothers.

Ming Mo sat at the table, looked at Ming Yan and handed him a pack of small biscuits, and opened his mouth without thinking, "Ah." ”

Mingyan was amused by his attitude that he naturally wanted to feed himself, and then straightened, "Momo, eat it yourself." ”

He's eight years old, and he's a big kid.

One should learn to take care of oneself.

She had completely forgotten that before she knew her, an eight-year-old child had taken care of herself very well on her own.

People may be like this, in the face of people close to them, they will feel sorry for each other's bad experiences, but they want each other to be strong and independent.

Contradictory and natural.

Ming Mo shook his head and said dumbly: "Ah Yan, hey." ”

"Nope." Mingyan sternly refused, and persuaded in a milky voice, "I always want to feed me on weekdays, it's not good to go on like this, Momo has to learn to eat by himself." ”

Ming Mo puffed out his cheeks expressionlessly, frowned slightly, and insisted: "Ah Yan, hey." ”

"Nope."

"Feed me."

"Momo!"

"Ayan, hungry."

“……”

In the end, Mingyan compromised and thought when she fed him silently.

For his sake, this is the last time he feeds, and he can't get used to it anymore.

Ming Mo took a small bite of the biscuit, his eyes fixed on Ming Yan, and he had to call her name from time to time.

If Mingyan didn't say anything, he pulled her sleeve, stared at her with those beautiful dark eyes, closed his mouth, and refused to eat anymore.

"Aren't you hungry, I won't give you food if you make any more trouble, and you'll starve to death." Myeong-yeon pretended to be angry.

Ming Mo's expression was calm, and his tone revealed a little grievance, "Ah Yan." ”

As he spoke, he shook her sleeve as if accusing her of ignoring him.

Mingyan: "......"

"Okay, I'm here." She was completely out of temper with him.

After all, such a beautiful and delicate cutie coquettishly spoiled her, and her heart softened.

When Grandpa Ming came in with noodles, he saw the two of them playing a game of shouting names.

The boy called, and the girl immediately answered, still busy feeding him biscuits.

What a warm and beautiful picture.

Grandpa Ming stood at the door and was silent for more than ten seconds, then walked over and took the biscuits from Mingyan with a smile, "The noodles are cooked, eat the noodles." ”

Ming Yan subconsciously prepared to feed him with a bowl, but Grandpa Ming stretched out his hand to stop him, and said with a smile: "If you want someone to feed it, grandpa will feed it, good granddaughter, you go outside to watch TV." ”

Oh, at a glance, he knew that he was older than his granddaughter, and he even had his precious granddaughter to take care of him.

Yeon-yeon hadn't fed him yet.

Mingyan: "I don't like to watch TV, I'm here with Momo." ”。

Grandpa Ming suddenly felt a little pantothenic acid in his mouth.