The autumn sun shines through the window and sprinkles on the small window of Beifan's room. The boy was still lazy in bed, he had slept soundly to-day, in fact, he hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

"Beifan, get up Beifan, the sun is up to your buttocks." He Yulei had just brought the meal to the table, Beifan was still asleep, but she got up early this morning and started to be busy in the kitchen as soon as she got up.

"Oh, Mom, rest today, you can let me sleep for a while." He looked extremely sleepy, his limbs stretched out, and every cell lazily collapsed on the bed.

"Okay, okay, okay. If you don't wake up, sleep a little longer. Anyway, today is a break, and there are no classes, so you can make up for sleep. He Yulei said and turned around to go to the kitchen to work, because of the long vacation, the woman seemed to be energetic, and she didn't feel tired when she started working. She brushed the stove inside and out, and now the woman was satisfied, and washed the rag under the tap, and set it up next to the kitchen board.

She shook the water droplets in her hand, walked out of the kitchen, and turned around to look at the clock on the wall, it was already this point, why Beifan hadn't woken up yet, he was so sleepy, which made He Yulei feel a little curious.

"Beifan, get up, Fan, it's late, it's time for lunch." He Yulei said and urged him unconsciously, this child always can't wake up when it comes to holidays, probably because he is usually too tired, the woman thought, her tone unconsciously became soft again, "Get up, Fan, don't you want to go to grandpa's house today?" ”

She walked carefully to the dining table and touched the small porcelain bowl containing the egg fried rice, it should be cold after being left for so long, and as she expected, it did feel a little cold to the touch.

"I'll take it and warm it up." As she spoke, He Yulei picked up the dishes on the dining table and walked towards the microwave in the kitchen.

"No, I don't have much appetite anyway." Bei Fan had already opened his eyes and sat up from the bed, thinking of Lao He's indifferent attitude towards him, he couldn't keep his spirits up, "Mom, can I not go to Grandpa's house today?" He begged a little helplessly, since the old man didn't want to see him, he naturally didn't want to be bored.

"No, how can you not go?" He Yulei changed her usual gentle attitude and became a little tough, "Didn't you promise me?" Besides, how long has it been since you went to your grandfather's house? He Yulei stopped in front of the microwave.

"Who promised you? Wasn't I forced? The boy couldn't help but look a little aggrieved, and if it weren't for his mother's repeated persuasion, he would not be willing to deal with the old-fashioned old man. After all, most of the time, Beifan did not experience love from him, but more indifference and impersonalness.

"Fan, you just go okay, no matter what, he's also your grandfather." If He Beifan is stubborn, He Yulei feels that it is okay to treat him, "Even if you dislike him again, you should go and see him." It's your duty as a junior. Although He Yulei has no culture, she is also knowledgeable and courteous, and she will never ignore such etiquette.

"I ......" Beifan was like a deflated ball, and suddenly felt that what his mother said was very reasonable, so he seemed a little unreasonable, "Okay then." Even if the young man was reluctant in his heart, he finally obeyed He Yulei's teachings.

"Hey, that's right." He Yulei seemed to be very satisfied with Beifan's performance, "Fan, you are a sensible child, you should also understand such a simple truth." She said and took out the rice in the microwave and put it in front of Beifan, "Eat it, I saw that the rice was cold, so I will heat it for you again." The woman still didn't hold the chopsticks, but looked at her son lovingly.

"Mom, you can eat too." Beifan put down his chopsticks and looked at the woman in front of him, Beifan didn't know how many times he had said this, but his mother always looked at him with an expectant face.

Hearing her son say this, He Yulei picked up the chopsticks, she always blindly treats herself, so she rarely thinks of herself.

Although he had already promised He Yulei, in fact, Bei Fan was still very unhappy in his heart, he was already getting up late, and now he was eating very slowly, almost eating a few grains, He Yulei looked at it, not to mention how anxious she was. But she didn't know why.

"Isn't it delicious?" The woman's eyebrows didn't feel tight, but she was confused by Beifan's displeasure, and she hadn't connected this matter with his visit to her grandfather's house for the time being, so she didn't seem to notice anything.

"Oh, no." Beifan's words also seemed absent-minded, and his mother naturally didn't understand what he was thinking, otherwise she would have known why he was so depressed. As he spoke, the boy tossed the rice on his plate a few more times, so as not to disappoint his mother again.

"Alright, Fan, hurry up and eat. I'm going to go to my grandfather's house after eating. He Yulei said that there was another posture of leading by example, and she unconsciously accelerated the speed of eating.

"Hmm." He Beifan looked a little weak, he picked up the rice in his bowl, looking a little depressed, but more worried, Lao He's face, he had also seen it. The old man's stubbornness is really extraordinary, if he knew that he finally chose the path of music, he didn't know what he would do to himself. In short, it is inevitable that it will be another meal.

In this way, the young man looked at the grains of rice and was fascinated, and it took a few bites for a long time. And Beifan's appetite has always been very good, so this situation rarely happens, which makes He Yulei a little confused.

"Fan, if you don't like egg fried rice, then I won't do it in the future. Or, how about a change of flavor and some sausages? Seeing Beifan's performance, He Yulei began to feel a little unconfident in her cooking skills. This has never happened before, no matter what they do, children have always loved to eat, I really don't know why now.

"Oh no, Mom, you've made a good meal." Bei Fan was afraid that his mother would misunderstand, so he reluctantly squeezed out a smile, "I'm just ......" He suddenly stopped when he wanted to say, "Actually, it's nothing." ”

But He Yulei is also a smart person, and she didn't fail to see He Beifan's concerns, "It's okay, Fan." Grandpa may just not understand. It's nothing, if you explain it to him, he shouldn't complain about you. "It's not that a woman doesn't know that she's lying, but she's really helpless.

"Really?" The boy raised his eyebrows, in fact, understanding this kind of thing is unattainable, Lao He is a proper example, "It would be great if he could understand me, but every time I go to his house, he doesn't seem so happy, and I don't know why he does it." ”

Speaking of this, Bei Fan choked up unconsciously, "Why is he so good to his brother and thinks about him for all good things?" As for me, it's like he's never thought about it. ”

"It's really unfair to me." The boy shook his head helplessly, "I also want to get his love, if I don't do anything well, I'll do my best." Why are you punishing me like that? Every time he saw me, the look in his eyes was extremely cold. He Beifan covered his head as he spoke, looking very sad.

"There is no such thing as perfect fairness in this world." He Yulei said and looked meaningful, "Beichen is very good, maybe God has given him talents beyond ordinary people, but you have nothing to hurt your spirits." The woman thought for a moment and then added, "Your life may not be worse than his, and besides, there is no good thing in life." What Grandpa thinks of you, that's his idea, and it doesn't mean anything. ”

"So, you don't have to be upset, as an independent individual, you have your own destiny to choose, which no one else can interfere with. Therefore, you only need to do your duty as a junior, and you really don't have to think about the rest. He Yulei said, looking thoughtful, and took a sip of the milk in the cup.