Zhu Fugui and Zhu Mantang planned to send the wild boar to the town earlier, if the dead meat was not fresh, Lan Yi would not give a high price.

didn't wait for Zhu Erlang and Zhu Xiao.

Zhu Erlang saw that Zhu Xiao was busy in the kitchen, and hesitated for a moment and walked to the kitchen door, "Xiaoxiao, you cook dinner for your Uncle Ayang first, and Dad will cut the iris when he goes to the creek, and then let's send Dr. Zhang's house together, okay?" ”

The voice is a little soft, and it is flattering.

Zhu Xiaoyan's body stiffened slightly.

Slowly turned to look at Zhu Erlang.

The tall man looked at her cautiously, with pity, remorse, and firmness in his eyes.

Zhu Xiaoxin's mouth was slightly painful.

She knew that it was not her feelings, and there were some of her feelings.

Nodding slightly, he turned around and continued to work, not letting himself think.

Zhu Erlang looked at it and laughed, "That dad went!" ”

He took the sickle and walked towards the stream.

When he walked away, Zhu Xiaocai slowly walked away from the yard, looking at Zhu Erlang's back, he couldn't help but think, "This cheap dad can actually look forward to it, right?" ”

Xun Muyang stood by the window, looked at Zhu Xiao standing at the door of the courtyard, and said softly, "Zhu Xiao! ”

“……”

Zhu Xiao turned around when he heard the sound and looked at Xun Muyang puzzled, "What does Uncle Ayang want to eat at night?" ”

"You can do it!" Xun Muyang said lightly.

He has eaten all the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, and he has no pursuit of eating, and now all he wants is to be able to taste it again.

Sweet and sour, bitter and spicy, when you eat it, you must have a taste.

"What about the wild vegetable dumplings? I see that there is horsehead orchid in the vegetable field, which is chopped after blanching, and wrapped with fresh pork, it tastes very good, and there is fresh pork in the kitchen! Zhu Xiao whispered.

Naturally, there is caution.

She changed her tricks to give Xun Muyang to eat, hoping that Xun Muyang would let her take some home for the sake of her cooking skills.

"Yes, yes!" Xun Muyang responded casually.

"Then I'll go and prepare!" After Zhu Xiao finished speaking, he went to find the sickle, took the basket and went to the vegetable field to cut the horsehead orchid, and then sat under the eaves to pick out the yellow leaves and weeds, very seriously.

Xun Muyang looked at it for a while, then turned around and went to the bookshelf to find a copy of the "Compendium of Medical Herbs", and walked to Zhu Xiao's side, "Zhu Xiao, this book is for you!" ”

"Huh?" Zhu Xiao was surprised.

Raising her eyes and looking at the book in front of her, she didn't know any of the four words on it.

"Uncle Yang, I can't read!" Zhu Xiao whispered.

“……”

Xun Muyang was stunned.

He had forgotten about it.

Slowly retracted his hand behind his back, "You wrap the dumplings first and come to my room!" ”

"Oh!"

Zhu Xiao responded obediently.

didn't think that Xun Muyang was going to do bad to her.

First, this body is still a child, and secondly, the yellow skin and thin appearance are not opened, Xun Muyang looks like the kind of person with a big head, and his knowledge must be broad.

Xun Muyang went back to the house.

Zhu Xiao quickly picked up, went to the kitchen and mixed the flour first, blanched the horsehead orchid, minced it and put it in a clay pot, minced the pork, added seasonings and stirred, and began to roll out the dumpling skin, wrapped thirty-five, the skin and filling were all wrapped, and Zhu Xiao also felt that it was enough for Xun Muyang to eat.

After cleaning himself up and patting the flour on his clothes, he walked to the door of Xun Muyang's room, "Uncle Ayang, can I come in?" ”

"Well, come in, take off your shoes, and wear the pair at the door!"

Xun Muyang's voice came softly.

Zhu Xiao looked at the straw sandals on his feet, and then at a brand new pair of men's shoes at the door.

I simply went to fetch water, washed my feet, and came back again before putting on my shoes and entering Xun Muyang's room.

The front and back are all windows, the walls are bookshelves, the bookshelves are full of books, there are two flower shelves under the window, there are two pots of Mo Lan on them, a chaise longue is placed in front of the bookshelf, a small one on the side, and there are desks and chairs by the back window.

Xun Muyang was standing at the desk, holding a brush and drawing.

Zhu Xiao walked over slowly, and saw a skinny little girl with a whip sitting under the eaves on the snow-white rice paper, picking horsehead orchids.

She lowered her head, a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were confident and tenacious.

There are selected horsehead orchids in the basket at her feet, there are yellow-leaved weeds on the ground, and there are many baskets of horsehead orchids in her arms, but she picks them very seriously and quietly.

The feeling of being quiet and good makes people feel peaceful at a glance.

Willing to sit on the side with her, waiting for her to pick the wild vegetables.

“……”

Although she doesn't know how to write and ink, she also thinks this painting is good.

"Uncle Yang, is this me?" Zhu Xiao asked.

In his previous life, he lived for dozens of years, but he didn't have a little warmth in his heart like this moment.

She wanted the painting.

"Well, how's it going, doesn't it look like it?" Xun Muyang asked with a smile.

There is a sense of guilt and guilt in coaxing children.

In order to satisfy his appetite, he used reading and painting to coax a child who had never been involved in the world.

Zhu Xiao nodded.

"Like!"

I thought in my heart, how to open my mouth and let Xun Muyang send her.

"Which one is small in your name? Is it small in size? Or the dawn of dawn? Xun Muyang asked again.

I put the painting away and left it to dry, and re-laid the rice paper.

"It's small in size!"

"Well, I got it!" Xun Muyang said, changed a thick brush, dipped in ink and wrote two words on rice paper, "Zhu Xiao!" ”

“……”

Zhu Xiao looked at Xun Muyang. Silent contemplation.

Xun Muyang smiled slightly, "Did you guess these two words?" ”

"Hmm!" Zhu Xiao nodded.

"This is your name, this is your surname, Zhu, this is your word, small!" Xun Muyang pointed with his finger and told Zhu Xiao.

Seeing Zhu Xiao standing aside, his eyes were looking at the rice paper, and his eyes were a little red.

He knew that this little girl, he could stay and cook for him.

Zhu Xiao looked at the traditional Chinese characters on it, and felt indescribable in his heart.

After a while, he said, "Uncle Ayang, can you help me write the names of my eldest sister and third sister?" ”

"......" Xun Muyang was stunned and nodded.

"My eldest sister's name is Zhu Zhaodi, and my third sister's name is Zhu Hua'er!"

Xun Muyang spread the rice paper, wrote Zhu Zhaodi, and changed it to write Zhu Huaer's name.

Afraid that Zhu Xiao wouldn't be able to remember, Xun Muyang also said seriously, "This is your eldest sister's name, you see, there are more strokes, your third sister's name, fewer strokes, have you written it down?" ”

He felt that this Zhu Xiao was a smart person, and he should remember it.

"Hmm!" Zhu Xiao nodded and put the three pieces of rice paper in turn.

Zhu Zhaodi is the first, Zhu Xiao is the second, and Zhu Huaer is the third.

If she could, she wanted to take Zhu Xiao's one to the temple and burn it to the original body, hoping that she could receive it, this is her name.

Although they have the same name and surname, in her heart, she is actually very sympathetic and pityful, and she also distinguishes many things clearly, such as the pair of unreliable fathers and mothers.

But he also included Zhu Zhaodi and Zhu Huaer under his wings and devoted himself to maintaining them.

Xun Muyang glanced at Zhu Xiao.

It's a little girl with a careful heart.

"Zhu Xiao!"

"Uncle Yang?"

"I gave you a compendium of medical herbs before, but you don't know it, I asked you, do you want to learn to read with me?"