In front of strangers, Wen Er always seems cramped and uneasy, and she is actually reluctant to take the initiative to contact strangers in her heart. So when Wen Shengqin appeared in the living room with a group of his college friends, Wen Er hid in the room on the second floor and didn't go downstairs.

"Erer, come down and eat egg longan tea!"

Every time a guest comes to the house, Wen Ma will meet a steaming bowl of egg longan tea for everyone according to local customs. If this is placed in the era of material poverty, it can only be eaten by pregnant women who have just given birth and have confinement! Today, the custom has been handed down, and this food is used as a symbol of hospitality.

For Wen's mother's call, Wen'er automatically filtered it out and treated it as if he hadn't heard it. Because in her mind, she can already imagine the embarrassment and embarrassment after she goes down, and she doesn't even know where to sit.

"Erer, after eating, you lead your brother and them to the scenic spot to have a look."

Wener's hometown is a beautiful seaside town, with a vast sea, golden soft sand and naturally formed caves, one after the other, which can connect several mountains. After 2000, these beautiful natural scenery were developed into tourist attractions by people with commercial vision, and in recent years, there has been an endless stream of tourists.

Hearing Wen's mother's instructions, Wen'er softly said "um" and agreed. Now all around her are sitting those classmates who are Wen Shengqin, they are chatting and discussing lively, and hearty laughter comes from time to time. Mother Wen also went back and forth between the kitchen and the dinner table, happily entertaining them.

"Auntie, don't be busy. Sit down and eat together! ”

"You eat first, just like in your own home, don't be polite!"

"Auntie, your cooking is delicious!"

"It's all simple meals, just eat them if you like them! Our Shengqin still needs you to take care of it in college! Mother Wen looked very satisfied at this time, with a happy smile on her face. The whole person seems to be plated with a layer of light. Wen Er looked at Wen Ma's figure, and couldn't help but think about when he would be able to get along with her like this, there was no quarrel and estrangement, only warm happiness.

"Shengqin, what is this seafood called?"

Wen Er had been silently picking up the rice in the bowl with her head down, but her ears had become extremely sensitive, and when she heard the voice of the girl on Wen Shengqin's left, she immediately raised her head slightly. Because just now when she went downstairs to the kitchen to help get the dishes and chopsticks, Wen's mother pulled her and whispered to her that this tall and thin girl was the person Wen Shengqin liked.

"This is called razor clams in Mandarin, and this is a blood clam, and you see, the flesh inside it is bright red."

Wen Shengqin gently popularized the name of seafood for the girl next to him, and also took the initiative to peel shrimp for her, this scene always felt a little annoying in Wen Er's eyes.

Hey, I really want to tear off the skin of Wen Shengqin's "hypocrisy"! He's not gentle at all, he's a typical example of indifference and ruthlessness! Wen'er thought hatefully.

It seems that once the childhood impression of a person is formed, it is difficult to change, especially brothers and sisters like Wen Er and Wen Shengqin, who spend too little time together, so naturally they can't reverse the relationship between the two.

"Shengqin, your sister is so cute, and she is quiet and quiet, and she doesn't speak." The girl turned her attention to Wen'er again, looking at her with a soft maternal gaze.

Wen Shengqin answered: "She is not quiet, she will make trouble when she is familiar, and sometimes she is too powerful!" ”

Hearing Wen Shengqin's evaluation, Wen Er could really rush over and fight with him, if it weren't for outsiders, she would definitely let Wen Shengqin taste her current strength.

Do you really think of me as the little kid who could only hide and cry when I was a child? Forget it, give you some face, don't bother to argue with you. Wen Er thought angrily.

After lunch, Wen'er served as a free guide for the group and took them around. During this period, Wener also had a humiliating incident. In order to show his identity as the master, Wen Er offered to take them to take a shortcut to the cave scenic spot, but when going downhill, Wen Er tripped over the stones under his feet without paying attention, slipped heavily, and his buttocks hurt.

"Er'er, are you alright?" My brother's beautiful girlfriend hurriedly came up to care for her.

"It's okay, I'm fine." Wen Er could only grit his teeth to endure the pain, but he felt that his foot had also been broken.

At this time, Wen Shengqin and his classmates all came up-

"Er'er, is your foot broken?"

Is Wen Shengqin a roundworm in my stomach? Know me so well! Wen Er couldn't help but muttered a few words in his heart.

"Can you still go? I'm not going to call my dad to pick you up in the car. As he spoke, Wen Shengqin helped Wen Er to sit on the stone next to him.

"Well, my foot hurts a little and I may not be able to walk." Since this is the case, Wen'er will not be strong, and he will be embarrassed.

Wen Shengqin called Wen's father to roughly explain the situation, and after speaking, he bent down and said to Wen Er:

"Then you sit here and wait, Dad will come over immediately, and my brother will take them to the mountain first."

Wen Shengqin said as he reached out and touched Wen Er's head comfortingly.

Is this touching a puppy? Wen Er couldn't help but think. But I have to admit that Wen Shengqin is indeed a little gentle at this moment, no wonder he can find such a beautiful girlfriend.

In the end, Wen'er's tour guide mission was halfway through, and he still lay in bed for a few days.

The bell of the New Year is about to ring, Wen Er was awakened by the sound of artillery battles one after another early in the morning, and he was 'paralyzed' in bed for so long, it was time to go downstairs and have a good activity.

After breakfast, Wen Er and Wen Shengqin were urged by Wen's father to post the couplet at the gate. Every year, you don't need to buy your own Spring Festival couplets, because when it comes to the New Year's Festival, the bank will play a variety of preferential policies and benefits, and old customers can always receive umbrellas, rice, cooking oil, paper towels and other daily necessities, of course, there are couplets for the festival, small lanterns and other things.

"A little to the left, hey, hey, it's too much, and a little bit back to the middle."

Wen Shengqin was standing on a stool with a horizontal batch on the lintel, while Wen Er was in charge of directing the work.

"That's it! That's it. ”

"Bring me the tape."

Wen Erma quickly bit off a piece of scotch tape with his mouth and handed it to Wen Shengqin. The two cooperated tacitly and quickly completed the decoration task of welcoming the new year.

"Er'er, take out the dumpling leaves and put them on the table."

As soon as the Chinese New Year arrived, Wen Er became Wen's mother's little assistant, either peeling garlic or washing green onions. But for these traditional foods, Wener simply doesn't know anything. Take zongzi as an example, in Wener's hometown, the Dragon Boat Festival is not very popular with zongzi, and this custom is later brought up with the popularity of the Internet, and the interest of young people is slowly brought up. They usually cook rice dumpling leaves on the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, wrap rice dumplings, and then boil several large pots and eat them until the year later, and there are many people who last for twenty or thirty days.

"Mom, I want to give it a try, too."

Seeing Wen's mother, Wen's father and Wen Shengqin's skillfully wrapping one dumpling after another, Wen'er stood aside and had nothing to do, and after watching it for a long time, he also wanted to try it.

"Didn't you always get it?" Wen Shengqin threw a sentence coldly.

"Wen Shengqin! You're the best, you're the best in the world! Boys can also make zongzi, I really have a lot of knowledge! Wen Er immediately went back.

"Oh, isn't Daddy a man?"

Wen Er really wanted to be angry with Wen Shengqin, so he grabbed a date from the plate and threw it over.

"Okay, don't mess with your brother every time he comes home. Look, mom found you a narrow dumpling leaf, and you take it and wrap it. ”

Wen Er took a dumpling leaf handed over by Wen Ma, and crossed it in a pattern, enclosing a cone-shaped space in the middle, then filling it with glutinous rice, and finally putting a sun-dried red date on it. After folding the leaves on both sides of the cone, it is time for the final step - to tie the rice dumplings tightly with torn palm leaves.

Wen Er learned to smell his father and mother, and bit one end of the zongzi leaf strip in his mouth, and the other end tightly circled the zongzi a few times. As a result, with a "snap", Wen Er pulled it too tightly, and it broke before it was tied, and the glutinous rice was scattered on the table.

"Oh, I feel like I can't learn to make zongzi in my life." Wen Er sighed in frustration while picking up the fallen glutinous rice back into the basin little by little.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to wrap it, you can buy it at the supermarket and eat it later, if it doesn't work, go to your brother's house to get it." Wen's mother smiled and teased her daughter.

"Hearing that Shengqin is so stingy, maybe he won't even be willing to give him a zongzi to his sister."

"I think you like to talk about your brother if you have nothing to do, and it's good to take advantage of a little bit." Wen's mother can see through this daughter, and she will not be happy if she doesn't scold her brother for a day.