After Yan Yabing brought the noodles to the dining table, she walked to Xiaoyan and squatted down and said gently: "Xiaoyan, my aunt cooked noodles for you, shall we eat them in the past?" ”

Xiaoyan was obviously scared, but she didn't dare to move, Yan Yabing repeated it a few more times, and she didn't move.

Yan Yabing had no choice but to let the noodles cool down before putting a small stool in front of her, and then putting the noodles on for her to eat.

After Yan Yabing got away from her, she carefully leaned in front of the stool and dressed the noodles seriously.

Yan Yabing waited for her to finish eating, and then turned on the TV to play her favorite cartoons.

She was quickly attracted to cartoons and watched them seriously.

After Yan Yabing cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, she sat down not far from her and began to code.

As soon as I opened the codeword software today, I found that the collection had risen, although it was only a dozen, but Yan Yabing didn't dislike it, after all, she only opened the article yesterday.

One code word was coded until two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and Yan Yabing used a software responsible for home delivery to order food.

Xiaoyan's situation is difficult to persuade her to go out, so the original owner used this software to buy vegetables during this time.

When it was more than four o'clock, the food was delivered, and Yan Yabing began to cook after receiving the goods.

In the process of cooking, she had to pay attention to the small smoke from time to time, but she watched the TV with a focused face, holding the fruit platter cut to her by Yan Yabing in her hand, maybe she was a little hungry, so she took a bite carefully.

When eating, she had to glance at Yan Yabing, and she didn't dare to eat until she saw that Yan Yabing didn't look at her.

Yan Yabing looked at her movements and felt sour, how damn is her mother?

There is something wrong with abusing his own daughter, and he has to be careful even to eat a fruit.

This has been a lot of abuse before.

When she was cranky and prepared a table of dishes, Yan Yan also happened to come back.

Smelling the fragrance, he joked: "It's so fragrant, I can't forget this fragrance when I go to work." ”

Yan Yabing smiled: "Then hurry up and wash your hands and eat, by the way, persuade Xiaoyan to eat, she still doesn't want to eat at the dinner table at noon, or I have to stay away to feel safe." ”

"Don't worry, Xiaoyan will definitely get better soon." Yan Yan comforted.

Yan Yabing smiled and didn't say anything, just took off her apron and washed her hands before going over to eat.

Yan Yan went over to communicate with Xiaoyan, and after talking for a long time, Xiaoyan reluctantly agreed to come over to the dinner table to eat.

During the meal, Yan Yabing kept talking to Xiaoyan, but Xiaoyan still had a sense of fear for her, so she didn't hear it and didn't answer a word.

Yan Yabing was not discouraged and gave Xiao Yan vegetables, but it was obvious that she didn't eat the dishes that Yan Yabing gave her, but she would eat the dishes that Yan Yan gave her.

Seeing this, Yan Yan couldn't help but whisper to Xiaoyan: "Xiaoyan, why don't you eat the dishes that my aunt gave you?" On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work. This poem laments the poor work of the peasant uncle, and the small smoke cannot waste food. ”

After saying that, Xiaoyan was immersed in his own world, and after Yan Yan said it several times, Xiaoyan hesitated to eat the dish of Yanya Bingjia.

At this moment, Yan Yabing almost couldn't hold back her tears, and finally took another step closer to opening the child's heart knot.

However, although Xiaoyan ate Yan Yabing's dish, she still refused Yan Yabing's closeness, and she ignored what Yan Yabing said.