In the end, I accompanied the two of them to watch TV, and then they both fell asleep in a daze, and they didn't sleep well last night. When I opened my eyes again, I couldn't see each other's faces clearly in the living room, and the little sister's stomach was already gurgling.

Brine-water shrimp.

Before his eyes opened, his mouth began to mumble words. Zhang Heng rubbed his face and got up helplessly. When I lit the lamp, I saw that the little sister was still on the sofa, wilting into a ball, and her face was facing the back of the sofa, obviously afraid of the sudden bright light. He walked over and sat down beside him, covered her eyes with one hand, and forcefully turned her around. She straddled his legs, hugged his neck and leaned against his shoulder, exhaling like a blue. The little junior sister was ignorant, but he suddenly stiffened.

Still sleeping?

Can't wake up.

She snorted like a mosquito.

That still eats shrimp or not.

Eat.

She got off him with her eyes closed, put on her shoes and slippers with her eyes closed, walked to the bathroom with her eyes closed, and finally opened half of her eyes in the mirror.

He took the shrimp from the refrigerator and peeled the shrimp threads one by one, put a little salt in the pot under cold water, and when the water boiled, the shrimp arched their bodies, and they were red one by one. He took out the shrimp and put it in a large glass bowl, and the little sister cleaned up and walked out of the toilet. Snorting and running to the table.

Ah, I'm going to die of hunger

He choked on the chili peppers in the hot oil pan and stir-fried, the little sister endured the cough, helped him pour the fried meat into the pot, and took out two steamed buns in the microwave. When she took off her apron, the little sister had already set up the dishes and chopsticks. Spontaneously sat at the table and waited for him to go. He washed his hands unhurriedly, then poured water into two cups, brought it to the table, and handed one to the little junior sister.

He still remembers the appearance of the little junior sister having a stomach problem last time, and she has long forgotten about the world. I don't remind her, I don't remember to drink water.

This meal, the little sister got carried away. watched her eat while sucking her fingers, and even the last bit of broth of chili fried meat was dipped and swallowed by her with a steamed bun piece. Shrimp shells were piled up in her hand. Originally, he helped her dial it, but her childlike skills were really not covered, he peeled one, she had already dialed one for each of them, and she was still eating the third one in her mouth. Finally, she sat on the chair with her face up, holding two fishy hands, and she looked like she was still unsatisfied. He wiped her hands and mouth with a tissue across the table, suddenly feeling that he was taking care of a child, and he had a sense of being a father.

Senior brother, do you think I will become a fat man?

He couldn't help but laugh.

Go out for a walk for a while.

Good.