The two stared at each other, and after a while, the fourth child was defeated, looked away in shame, and then quietly picked up the wooden bucket to help her fetch water.

The little wife scratched the back of her head, and then looked down at the dough on the panel, she shrugged her shoulders, and was very open-minded.

The white bread is small and cute, like a snow-white little fat man, neatly stacked on the steaming drawer.

Dong Huiying steamed a drawer of steamed buns, and then began to boil porridge again, and Liang Yuening also woke up at this time. When I first woke up, I didn't know what night it was, so I sat up with my head in a daze, and looked at the empty and dark eyes of the fourth brother.

The fourth child sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Liang Yuening on the bed expressionlessly, after Liang Yuening was stunned, he looked down at the bed board under him, and then at the expressionless fourth brother, he also wondered a little in his heart, why was he lying here?

"Yue Ning."

"Huh?"

The fourth child suddenly pouted his head, "The sleeping position is not good." ”

is still as cold as ice, but the fourth brother looks like this, how can he feel a little disgusted?

The corners of his lips twitched, and Liang Yuening stroked his thin short hair. He remembered that he had sat outside the door looking at the stars before going to bed, and then he was probably so sleepy that he accidentally fell asleep. After he got up, he glanced at the wooden bed, and had a vague guess in his heart, could it be that his wife brought him over?

No, it could also be that he was too self-inflicted.

"Fourth brother, is it ......" He wanted to ask, is it the fourth brother, and suddenly the little wife pushed the door in. Awake? She had a sweet smile on her face, "It's just right, I just steamed meat buns, green vegetable porridge, and made two plates of boiled vegetables, hurry up and wash your hands, come over to eat." ”

After that, she went out on her own again.

Lao Sima slipped up and walked out behind the little wife. Liang Yuening paused, and then followed.

Dong Huiying's craftsmanship is very good, the skin of the bun is thin and the meat is many, after washing, the three of them sat around the table, Liang Yuening grabbed a bun, "Ahhh After that, he squinted his eyes intoxicated, delicious, delicious!

He looked at the little wife again and saw that she was taking small sips of porridge. The white rice porridge was glutinous, steaming, and a little hot, and she had to blow it for a long time every time she drank it. Liang Yuening teased his eyelids, and then took a bite of vegetables and meat buns, and he was very happy to eat. But the white rice porridge in his hand didn't move.

Dong Huiying didn't think much about it, she just thought that he didn't like to drink porridge, she peeled two boiled eggs, one for Liang Yuening and one for the fourth child, which made Liang Yuening happy, and the mood was almost heavenly.

After another half an hour, "Oh, drink my bowl, right?" He pushed his white rice porridge to his little wife, and Dong Huiying was about to serve a second bowl at this time.

She glanced at him, only to see him pout, "I don't want to drink porridge in the morning, and it's troublesome to pour it back, it just so happens that my bowl has been drying for a long time, and it's not hot." ”

"Then thank you," she said, and took the porridge bowl. But she didn't see that when she lowered her head to drink porridge, Liang Yuening clenched her fist hard, and her mood was very excited.

He looked at the fourth brother next to him, and caught a glimpse of the same untouched white rice porridge in front of the fourth brother, and suddenly felt a little like a smug mood.

"The fourth brother doesn't drink porridge?"

Fourth: "...... Drink! ”

So, the fourth child took a sip, but the corners of his eyes were a little gloomy, and he was inexplicably a little unhappy.