Before leaving, my mother handed over the living expenses to my sister.

At noon, An Luan didn't see his sister when he came home from school, and An Luan waited until everyone went to school and still didn't see his sister come back, so An Luan went to school on an empty stomach.

After school, the house was still empty and there was no sister, An Luan looked forward to his sister, and finally his sister came back.

My sister's face was flushed.

She taught An Luan to find a thick rope, and then the two of them tied it to a tree, and then took two bags from the house, and rolled them on the rope, so that the swing was made.

My sister grinned happily and dangled on the swing.

The poplar trees make a crisp sound and can smell the most natural aroma of nature.

How wonderful it all is.

An Luan also felt good, but she couldn't appreciate it wholeheartedly because she was hungry.

began to swing for my sister with great interest, and finally her stomach gurgled, and she became more and more hungry, and her excitement slowly died down.

My sister saw that she was shaking more and more slowly, and she became more and more absent-minded.

"Thank you for rocking the swing for me, and I'll swing it later."

An Luan smiled.

"Sister, I want to go into the house."

"What are you doing in the house?"

Sister's sentence was left behind by An Luan, and she had already run away in a hurry.

An Luan opened the door of the cupboard in a panic, trembling and looking for food, she took the sieve away, and finally saw one or two steamed bun dregs below, because it had been a long time, so it had shriveled and turned yellow, An Luan bit it was very shocking.

An Luan couldn't stop swallowing his saliva, only to feel that the saliva was spitting and his stomach was flooded with longing.

The sky is getting deeper and deeper under An Luan's expectation, and my sister finally got off the swing under An Luan's anticipation, and my sister finally stood in front of the pot to cook for An Luan.

An Luan's eyes kept on his sister's every move.

The food was finally ready, it was my sister's own creation, she added sugar to the noodles, added salt and fried them in the pan.

An Luan couldn't leave his mouth when he touched the food, burying his head and eating wildly.

My sister watched An Luan eat her own food, and she was very happy to eat it so deliciously.

"Luanluan, do you think my homemade pancakes are delicious?"

An Luan buried his head and nodded unconsciously.

There was a dog barking outside, followed by footsteps walking in.

The two children stood in front of the kitchen door, "Sister, my mother asked us to come and pick you up and take you to our place to sleep." Yubo said.

After mom and dad left, they arranged the sleeping place of An Luan and her sister at the third uncle's house, the third uncle has two children, a boy and a girl, and the eldest son is named Yubo; The youngest daughter's name is Jin Xiao.

Yubo is bolder than Jin Xiao, she always hides behind her brother intentionally or unintentionally, or clings to her brother and lowers her head.

"You're here, come and try my own pancakes."

Yubo took two for himself and his sister.

Yubo smiled and said, delicious; Jin Xiaonuo's also said that it was delicious.

"You eat a little more of my sister's cooking, it's delicious." An Luan grinned.

On the first night of sleeping at the third uncle's house, An Luan and his sister watched TV until eleven or twelve o'clock, until they all fell asleep.

When her sister was cooking, An Luan didn't leave, she learned smartly, and she decided to do it herself.

She learned to cook with her sister.

How did the pot work, An Luan saw it and felt that it was not difficult, An Luan felt that she knew it, and she was very happy.

It rained at noon that day, An Luan hurried home, she ran in the rain with her head up, her little hand pressed her schoolbag, a face wet by the rain with a smile, An Luan thought that she had to hurry home, cook, cook for her sister, she wanted to behave in front of her sister, make her sister surprised and happy, and she had to let her sister know that she could cook. Hee-hee-hee!

When An Luan heard the sound of popping, she quickly sped up the movements in her hand, and she finally cut the last one.

My sister suddenly ran into the kitchen, carrying the rain on her body.

An Luan jumped in front of her, covered the pot on the board, and looked at her sister with a smile, "Sister, I can cook." An Luan's excited voice trembled a little.

"Really?"

"Really, believe it or not." An Luan moved his body away.

My sister watched it for a while.

"How's that going?"

"Yes, it looks decent."

An Luan is so happy, the only regret is that she didn't distill this pot, and she can eat it when her sister comes, if that's the case, then all this will be even better, and my sister will like her more.

An Luan and her sister arrived at the third uncle's house early tonight because they were in a hurry to watch their TV.

When they entered the house, the three aunts were eating.

I saw that there were dozens of steamed buns in the sieve, and there was an iron basin on top of the steamed buns, and the iron basin was filled with sweet potatoes, which were scalded and yellowed and burnt, and at a glance I knew that the soft ones were delicious.

An Luan secretly looked at her sister, and An Luan saw the same gluttony as herself in her sister's eyes.

"Xuanxuanluan, have you eaten?"

An Luan and his sister hesitated for a while and replied honestly: "I've eaten it." ”

"After eating, I also tasted our sweet potato, this sweet potato is very soft, I left it in the sun to dry, sweet and soft."

They heard each other swallowing their saliva.

An Luan looked at her sister secretly and expectantly.

"No, you don't."

Sister actually refused, An Luan felt lost, she looked at her sister suspiciously.

"It's okay, eat a few, you are still polite to me, I am your third aunt, what are you polite to me?" As she spoke, the third aunt brought the iron basin to her sister, and her sister pinched one.

An Luan also pinched one.

Both of them are unsatisfied.

The third aunt made them embarrassed to ask for it again.

In winter, my sister and An Luan were happy on their faces, and they came out of the third uncle's house and went to school with their schoolbags.

The reason why I am so happy is because the third aunt just said that my mother is coming back soon.

Yes, it's almost the New Year, and they're coming back.

My sister carried her schoolbag and walked on the way to school, smiling in the wind.

She kept talking to An Luan, all repeating that our mother is coming back soon.

An Luan smiled, she couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, as if she was happy, but she was flustered, just like every time she faced her mother.

An Luan and his sister's life of sleeping at the third uncle's house ended in one morning.

That morning, my sister got up with An Luan as usual every morning, but she was sloppy, she had already packed herself up, and walked out the door to go back to her home to cook and go to school.

An Luan was still bent over and putting on his shoes.

The sister who had already walked out suddenly came back, and she turned around and rolled up the quilt with an angry face......

"What's wrong with my sister?" An Luan turned his head and looked at his sister suspiciously.

"What's wrong, you ask me what's wrong? She, our third aunt and our eldest aunt, were sweeping the floor in the yard and saying bad things about me. Let's not live in their house, and call her good. ”

"Hurry up!" When I hurried to the yard, my sister yelled at An Luan, who was holding the quilt to cover her body.

"Oh, Xuan Xuan, what are you doing here?" The third aunt stopped her sister and held the quilt in her sister's arms.

My sister didn't say anything, she just walked forward.

"Xuan Xuan, do you want to go back to your own house to sleep? Okay, but you have to tell your parents, your parents let you live with us because they are afraid that it will not be safe for you to sleep at home. ”

My sister still had to go, struggling.

The third aunt pulled the quilt in her arms, and the sister pulled forward, and they actually made a tug-of-war when they came and went.

An Luan looked at them.

The third aunt looked at her sister, but simply put her sister's quilt and replaced it with Anluan's quilt.

"Walk on the hills!" My sister walked to the door, and there was another threatening shout.

An Luan couldn't break free from her quilt, she looked at her sister, in fact, An Luan didn't want to move away from this sleeping place, because she liked the excitement, the flashing lights and the harmonious family.