"What's wrong, what's wrong? What happened to my sister? ”

Youyi hurriedly ran from the opposite room towards Xin'er's room in his underwear.

Xin'er woke up and looked left and right, and then sat on the bed with a blank gaze and didn't know what she was thinking.

After knowing that he heard Youyi's voice, he slowly came back to his senses, looked at the door of the room, heard his brother anxiously shouting and banging at the door, and slowly got dressed and got out of bed and put on his shoes to open the door.

"Brother, I'm fine."

"Are you really okay?"

Youyi looked her up and down several times in disbelief, and asked when she didn't seem to have anything to do.

"It's really okay, it's just a dream of my father."

“……”

"Daddy, are they okay?"

After a moment of silence, Youyi asked.

"It should be fine, they're all smiling."

"Did they tell you anything?"

I didn't say anything, but my mother said: When we grow up, they will be relieved. Then they were gone, and I woke up. ”

"......, it's okay, then I'll go back."

The brother and sister separated and went back to sleep.

Early the next morning, Xin'er rarely didn't get up early to cook, and I don't know if it was because of what happened last night.

You Yi didn't see Xin'er when he got up, and the kitchen was also cold pots and stoves, so he went to the door of Xin'er's room to take a look, saw that she was still sleeping, and didn't wake her up, so he made a fire and cooked breakfast.

Youyi is not very good at cooking, in the past, when Wang was still alive, it was Wang who was cooking, and after Wang was sick, he was doing it in his heart, and he really never did it.

However, he can still make a fire, and he doesn't know what to do after making a fire, and he really doesn't know much about the kitchen.

After thinking about it, he washed the pot and mixed two scoops of water in it, scooped up almost half a bowl of rice, washed it and poured it into it to cook.

He made a pot under cold water, and when he got out of the pot, he stirred the pot twice, and after seeing the fire, he was relieved to cut pig food.

When he came to look at the pot again after cutting the pig food, he found that the pot had already risen, and most importantly, a lot of rice had stuck to the bottom of the pot, and there was a faint smell of mush.

This time, he didn't go to get anything else, picked up the spatula and hurriedly stirred it in the pot.

Although it was a little late, it was still able to be rescued, but there was a little rice paste, and after stirring the pot evenly, he carefully scooped out the black rice and poured it into the pig food pot next to it, and then boiled it with those vegetable leaves to feed the pigs.

He waited for a long time in front of the stove until he was sure that the rice in the pot would no longer stick to the pot, and then he went to the weir to bring in the chopped vegetable leaves and pour them into the pot in which the pig food was cooked.

Thinking that his sister cooked those porridges on weekdays, Youyi cut some vegetable leaves and poured them into the pot and mixed them with rice to cook together.

Xin'er got up with the smell of rice, she hadn't slept for a long time, she woke up and was still a little confused, who came to the house to help cook?

She knew her brother well, she knew that he couldn't cook, so she quickly got up and put on her clothes and went to the kitchen.

"Brother, are you cooking?"

As soon as I arrived at the kitchen door, Xin'er saw Youyi standing in front of the stove staring at the pot.

"Ah, sister, you're awake."

Youyi turned his head to look at his heart.

"Well, brother, are you cooking?"

Xin'er asked again.

"Well, I see you cooked some porridge before you woke up, but it was a little mushy."

Youyi is a little embarrassed, as an elder brother, he really can't even cook.

"Brother, you can scoop it up."

Xin'er stepped forward and took a look at the porridge in the pot, seeing that the leaves in the rice were already a little cooked, and the rice was almost lazy, so she started to serve it by herself.

Youyi wanted to help, but Xin'er's movements were fast, and he couldn't intervene.

"Brother, you put the fire out."

"Oh, good."

Xin'er didn't cook more, she wanted to be lazy today, so she fished out a handful of kimchi from the jar and cut it, put some chili noodles and a few salts, mixed it, and served it with porridge cooked by Yi is their breakfast today.

During the meal, neither of them spoke, silently finished eating and washing the dishes silently, and was silent all morning.

"Brother, what are we doing today?"

"There's nothing to do at home, just rest at home, and we'll go to the mountains to chop some firewood in two days and come back, it's going to be winter soon, and it's going to burn in winter."

"Oh, good."

Xin'er really doesn't want to move today, she also wants to take a day off, and she hasn't played with her friends for a long time, and she suddenly misses it a little.

……

"Brother, I'll go out to play for a while, and I'll be back in the afternoon."

said hello to Youyi, and walked out.

"Okay, let's go."

Youyi sent his heart away.

When she went out, Xin'er went all the way to the village, and her mother had been there for more than a month, and the people in the village didn't pay much attention to it, so Xin'er went to Xiaoyu and them to play.

Of course, she wasn't going to go into the house, she was going to call them out just outside the door.

On the way to find them, Xin'er also met Zheng Zhi, who had bullied her.

Zheng Zhi is about the same age as Youyi, and he is almost twelve or thirteen years old this year, which is also half the size of a child.

Zheng Zhi is no different from before, but there are not as many people following him as before, and he is the only one today.

"Hey, Ding Xin'er, why are you here?"

Xin'er: "......"

I thought to myself: Why can't I be here, this is not your home.

If she doesn't answer, it doesn't mean that Zheng Zhi won't talk to her.

"Hey, I'll ask you."

Zheng Zhi stepped forward and stood in front of Xin'er, Xin'er didn't want to say more to him, so he only said: "Passing by." Then he walked briskly.

Zheng Zhi didn't know what to think, and when he saw her leave, he followed her and talked crookedly.

Xin'er was speechless in her heart, and sped up and trotted all the way to the village chief's house.

Zheng Zhi followed behind, but fortunately, he later met someone in the village who was playing with Zheng Zhi and called him away.

Xin'er breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that no one was following her, her image of Zheng Zhi was not very good, and she remembered that he almost pushed her into the fire.

Although he may not have done it on purpose, she still can't forget it, and she also holds grudges.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, are you at home?"

The door of the village chief's house was closed, and Xin'er shouted while tapping the door on the west side of the door.

"It's Xin'er, you're here to play with Xiaoyu, come in."

Xiaoyu's brother Wang Xiaohu, who opened the door.

"Brother Xiaohu, is Sister Xiaoyu at home?"

"Here, go in and find her, she's in the house."

"Brother Xiaohu, I won't go in, you can tell Sister Xiaoyu to come out."

"Oh, then you wait a minute."

Wang Xiaohu saw that she really didn't enter the door, so he turned around and shouted inside: "Xiaoyu, Xin'er is looking for you, you come out." ”

"Here we are."

Soon, Xiaoyu came out, and when she saw her outside the door, she pulled her to go home.

"Xin'er, why don't you come in, come in quickly."

"No, Sister Xiaoyu, I'm here to play with you, let's go out and play."

Xiaoyu was a little surprised to hear her say that she was looking for her to play, she rarely came out to play in the past two years.

But she still agreed, even if they hadn't played together for a long time, they were still good friends.