"Grandma, are there any little girls visiting your house anywhere else?"

Yun Xi looked at this scene, and he didn't know what was going on, and he was even more sure that the person he had just met was not his cousin.

"You say it's around here? Yan'er has never dealt with children of the same age, and there will be no guests there."

Yang Yuyi was very surprised, Yun Xi hadn't entered the door yet, how could she say that, what happened?

Yan'er has been more introverted since she was a child, and she doesn't like to talk to others, how can there be children to be guests, and there is no one of Yan'er's age in the vicinity.

"That—" The slender fingers dragged his chin, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Grandma, why don't I go and see Wan Yan, anyway, I haven't seen her for so many years, and I'm still looking forward to seeing her."

Wu Yunxi got up directly, talked to her grandmother, and walked towards Wanyan's room...

"Yunxi, go and take a look, she should wake up now, go and see"

According to Wan Yan's habit, she usually sleeps until three o'clock in the afternoon, and now she is probably hiding from her cousin.

The stove has been set up, the kitchen is brightly lit, and the pot has begun to boil and splash.

Squeak, the door without any decoration was gently pushed open, and the people in the house had already woken up.

Yun Xi walked into the room lightly and looked at the room for a while, the books on the desk were neatly stacked aside, without any traces of dust contamination, the alarm clock was ticking, and time passed in a hurry.

The person on the bed fell asleep with his head covered, not knowing whether he was awake or what, and there was no movement.

Yun Xi didn't want to disturb her, so she looked around the room, and closed the door and quit after inquiring about her master's thoughts.

"I'm finally gone, but I'm suffocated"

As soon as Yun Xi closed the door, Wan Yan poked her head out and plunged into the quilt for a long time, the thin air made it difficult for her to breathe smoothly, and her little face was red.

The little hand fanned his cheeks quickly, and the rapid breathing was able to drive away the long-standing rosiness.

The sound of rustling and rustling and rustling of the cold wind chasing the leaves, sand and gravel came, and the originally good weather suddenly disappeared from the sun, and the blue sky and white clouds reflected each other.

Yun Xi walked straight to the window, the dim sky was gray, and the night slowly came.

Yang Yuyi made the rice and prepared to cook, the container in her hand was full, and the rice grains were full and tender.

"How? Have you seen Yan'er? Yang Yuyi stirred the boiling pot, and the rice tumbling in the water was white and round.

The two long legs stomped towards Yang Yuyi, and the sound of shoes rubbing against the floor was slight and gentle.

"She's asleep, her face is covered by the quilt, and she can't see it."

Wu Yunxi said truthfully, he walked to the small bench in front of the stove and sat down, maybe he was tired.

The stove made of stone is red and red, the clods of earth that shine are red and bright, and the clods of earth that have been smoked for a long time are black and yellow.

"Yan'er should be about to wake up, I'll go take a look, go and wake her up for dinner"

Yang Yuyi didn't think about whether he could cook for her grandson, anyway, she just went to ask Yan'er to get up for dinner, and it didn't take much time.

Yun Xi turned her back to Yang Yuyi, the old cloth shoes were dragging on the ground, and the muffled voice showed the fragility of the shoes.

He turned his head to look. Washed faded cloth shoes with patches on them.

It turns out that grandma and Wanyan have been living so hard, it seems that I have to talk to my parents.

The soundproofing effect of the room is not good, and the sound of grandma opening the door can be heard slightly.

The earthen stove covered with traces of time stands there steadily, presumably a certain age.

The pot with cold water just boiled and began to boil again.

The firewood in the stove was built into a hollow to facilitate air circulation, and one of the pieces of firewood burned half red, broke off, and fell from a high place.

There was some firewood in the frame next to it, and the slender hand took out some of it, and after observing it for a while, he put in a few sticks, and the fire burned even more fiercely.

"Yan'er?"

Yang Yuyi saw that Yan'er was still sleeping with her head covered, and she was very puzzled, usually Yan'er had woken up at this time, what was going on today?

"Yan'er? Are you awake? Come and eat when you wake up."

There was no response, so Yang Yuyi asked again, but still did not get any answer.

The pot was already tumbling, making a strong noise, and Yun Xi, who heard the sound, stood up and stayed in place, helpless.

He hasn't cooked yet, has he? What to do!

The pot is still tumbling, and it feels like it is about to explode in the next second, anxious like ants on a hot pot, constantly wandering.

"No! Can't sit still! ”

Yun Xi made a lot of determination, and walked to the pot as if he were dead, regardless of the three seven twenty-one to lift the lid of the pot.

Picked up the spoon next to it and stirred it, the rice grains were full, and the rice was still complete, and it should not be cooked yet.

The sauerkraut water next to it with something unknown is almost gone, and it is dry and black.

When Yang Yuyi came out of the room, she saw a tall shadow, and her heart suddenly chuckled, she forgot that her grandson was here, and tiptoed to the front of the person.

But when he saw the person who was at a loss with a spoon, he realized that it was his grandson.

The spoon was just stirred in his hand, and it was not that he did not stir, and he didn't know anything about it.

"Yunxi? What's wrong? ”

Seeing that her grandson didn't have any reaction for a long time, Yang Yuyi thought that he was homesick, she was very happy to see her grandson holding a spoon, and now there are not many boys who can cook.

The sudden shout frightened the boy, like a frightened bird fluttering its wings, Yun Xi's hand trembled, and the spoon fell to the ground, echoing with the crisp sound of collision with the floor.

After a pause for a few seconds, Yang Yuyi picked up the spoon on the ground, and a pair of vicissitudes of dry hands pulled back his thoughts.

Washing away the stains with water begins its mission again.

Yang Yuyi's busy figure was in the kitchen, walking, taking off the shakpan on the wall, pouring in half-cooked rice, and putting the soup in the pot into a small basin.

After some filtration, this is the rice soup in the countryside, with a few rice grains floating on the milky white soup, and the thick aroma of rice rushes to the face.

Wipe the water in the pot, put in some white oil cubes, the oil will melt quickly, the ginger will be crushed, the garlic will be scattered, the green onion will be cut into sections, and the black brown sauerkraut will be added after stir-frying.

Pour in the strained rice, cover it with a full amount of top, insert a few holes with chopsticks, and cover the pot.

Wan Yan got up from the bed, and after cleaning up, she opened the curtains and it was almost dark outside.

The fragrance of rice wafted from outside the door slowly, and Wan Yan's stomach seemed to be attracted by the fragrance of rice, and her stomach, which was not hungry, actually growled.

The hand on the doorknob hesitated, reluctant to turn, and did not dare to take this step.

"I wonder if that person is gone? Who the hell is he? Grandma would let him into my room? ”

A string of doubts were hidden in her mind, and the hesitant Wan Yan finally made up her mind after hearing her grandmother's cry for the third time.

Yang Yuyi chatted with Yun Xi, but she didn't see Yan'er for a long time, so she couldn't be asleep again.

Relieved, she decided to call Wanyan one last time, after all, no one likes to be urged by others over and over again.

"Huh! Grandma, I'm coming."

Hearing her grandmother shouting to herself, Wan Yan retracted her nervous thoughts, and Wan Yan finally took this crucial step.

A thin figure sat in front of the earthen stove, where grandma used to sit when cooking.

Hearing the footsteps, Yun Xi turned his head, still the goose-yellow figure, petite figure, staring at him.

Presumably this is Wan Yan! It's all grown so big!

"Wanyan, I'm my brother."

Yun Xi got up directly, the girl in front of her was no longer the little girl who followed him when she was a child.

"Brother?"

Wan Yan rolled her eyes, searched hard in her mind, and finally found a figure she called her brother.