She almost trotted back, even though her house was only two hundred meters away from Hua's house.

"Rinse your mouth, wash your face, and get ready to eat." As soon as she put her hand on the door, she heard the voice of her father Shen Chi behind her.

"Dad, you're back too." The door has opened. Shen Jiaqing watched his father put the hoe off his shoulder, he held the wooden handle in his hand, and the iron hoe collided with the concrete floor with a heavy sound.

"Hmm. Isn't that a coincidence? Shen Chi showed a shy smile.

"yes, yes. It's a coincidence. Shen Qingjia smiled brightly. At this time, the sentence about Hua Bijin - you, like your father, have disappeared without a trace like water slipping through your fingers.

"Shen Qingjia is eating! Your dad is too, he always doesn't come back until dinner. A loud middle-aged female voice reached the eardrums of the father and daughter. Constant Temperature wore a dark red apron and walked from the kitchen inside to the hall.

"Mom. We all heard it. Shen Qingjia ran to her mother suddenly. Her quirky appearance made her laugh at the same time. "What if you hear that? I didn't speak ill of you. "The constant temperature is always neither high nor low, but the strange thing is that you can always hear the meaning of the constant intonation.

"Mom. You've worked hard. Shen Qingjia put the pajamas back in his room.

Shen Chi glanced at his wife, his lips trembled slightly, and finally swallowed the words he was about to say into his stomach. Shen Chi is forty-seven years old this year, a typical image of a simple peasant. Every morning the sun rises and the sun sets. It's not that he's not bad at words, but most of the time he's not smiling – but every time he has important moments, he always cites scriptures and witty words, like an intellectual with extraordinary bearing. Shen Qingjia likes to listen to her father's speech, because she can learn a lot of things from her father's words, sometimes it is a philosophy of life, sometimes it is a complete collection of idioms, and sometimes it is an explanation of nouns. Although Shen Qingjia never said it, she really admired his father very much.

"Sister, you're back, you're 989 seconds later today than last Sunday." Needless to say—someone who is always so sensitive and sensitive to everything—it has to be her sweet little brother Shen Zhishi. Shen Zhishi is ten years old this year. He was white and clean, unlike his sister, he had a pair of single eyelids, but his eyes were not small because of them - his eyes were as clear as the water of a lake.

"It is said that beautiful people will always wake up a little late." Shen Qingjia touched his brother's head.

"Really?" Shen Zhishi blinked his eyes in doubt, and felt that how could his sister be wrong. What my sister said must be right.

"Do you think my sister is not beautiful?" Shen Qingjia bent down and helped Shen Zhishi's little shoulders and asked matter-of-factly.

"It's beautiful. My sister is the most beautiful person in the world. Shen Zhishi blurted out without thinking about it. At that time, Shen Zhishi didn't have much concept of the word idol, and when all kinds of idols flew all over the sky, Shen Zhishi knew that his idol had never been Shen Qingjia alone for so many years. It was, it is, and he thinks it will be the same in the future.

"Just be pretty!" Shen Qingjia laughed.

This morning, like yesterday and every morning before, two bowls of greens, one bowl of meat vegetables, and one bowl of soup.

At the small square table, Shen Chi sat on it, sat opposite Shen Chi at a constant temperature, and Shen Qingjia and Shen Zhishi sat face to face.

The family ate peacefully, and there was nothing but the sound of chewing.

Eat without saying anything, and eat slowly and chew slowly. This was said by Shen Chi one day, but Shen Qingjia didn't remember what day it was, but since Shen Qingjia remembered, this sentence has become a decree that the whole family silently followed. However, there are also days outside the law – such as special occasions when friends and relatives come to visit the house. Shen Qingjia liked those days the most, because not only the food at the dinner table but also the atmosphere was hot, which was amazing.

Of course, this does not mean that Shen Qingjia will oppose her father's opinion, anyway, after so many years, she doesn't feel bad.

Habits are a terrible thing. Whether it is reasonable or not, when you repeat one thing day after day, it will be a long time, and the habit will eventually become natural.

"Sister. You're going to play today, right? Take me with you, too. Halfway through breakfast, Shen Zhishi suddenly spoke.