"It's nothing, it's just that the weather is good today, and I want to take out your futon to dry, and you can sleep more comfortably when the tide returns at night these two days."

Yu Mian has always been diligent with his hands and feet, and he only took the time to help clean up yesterday, and today he is drying the quilt.

Liu Shaoqi responded with a smile: "It's really troublesome for you." ”

"You're welcome, it's all what I should do."

Yu Mian folded the futon into a ball, and then held it in his hand.

Liu Shaoqi smiled: "Don't say that!" The little girl's family should be pampered well, and when Huaice comes back, I will ask him to make you something to eat! ”

"Then thank you father-in-law."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

The old man is also quite funny when he speaks.

Yu Mian hugged the futon and left the room with a smile, and Erbao and his sister heard the movement and hurriedly ran out of the house to help.

Liu Shaoqi retracted his gaze and glanced down at the three treasures next to him.

The little guy has always been silent and silent, but now his mind seems to be heavier, and he often wrinkles his brows, looking bitter and hateful, which makes people anxious.

"You, you."

Liu Shaoqi patted Sanbao's head and teased: "At a young age, what are you frowning about?" ”

Sanbao's fingertips stiffened slightly, and the chess pieces rolled down, but he didn't rush to pick them up, but asked Liu Shaoqi rhetorically: "Grandpa Liu, do you also like that woman?" ”

"Who? Sleep? ”

Liu Shaoqi pursed the corners of his lips and said solemnly: "Jingwang, she is your aunt." ”

San Bao was noncommittal, bent over and began to look for the fallen piece.

Liu Shaoqi's voice continued: "Jingwang, Grandpa Liu is old, your uncle's illness is good and bad, you are still young, it is the time when you need someone to take care of her, whether you like her or not, as long as she is willing to give you a bite to eat, you should respect her as an elder, do you hear?" ”

"She's not going to stay."

Sanbao picked up the chess piece, blew the dust on it, and then said coldly: "She is not a peaceful person, and a few of us are indeed dragging oil bottles, plus the uncle's illness, no one wants to be dragged down by us." ”

"You're wrong!"

Liu Shaoqi said earnestly: "Xiao Mian is a good child, I can see it!" In the future, as long as you respect her well, she will not treat you badly. ”

Sambo was silent and did not speak, stubbornly refusing to believe it.

The uncle looks good, is diligent and inquisitive, well-read, and is a handsome boy with a clear moon.

When I reached the age of discussing relatives, the threshold of the family was about to be broken by the matchmaker.

But there is only one thing, all those who come to discuss relatives have all kinds of conditions.

One of the most important is that if you want to discuss marriage, you must cut off relations with several of them, and from then on, you will never get along with each other.

Sambo also knows that they are drag oil bottles.

But the uncle refused.

Later, whenever someone came to discuss relatives, they didn't even have a mouthful of water, and they were directly blasted out by the uncle.

So much so that the uncle is already twenty years old and has not yet married a daughter-in-law, and then it has become a joke in the entire Lushui Village.

As long as others want to humiliate them, they can achieve their goal by ridiculing them with this matter.

Although Uncle Xiao didn't care all these years, Sanbao has been in a hurry.

They don't want to be a drag on their uncle.

Later, the uncle talked to them that night, saying that he had fallen in love with a girl who had escaped from the famine.

I don't talk about her appearance at first, but I just say that she is a hearty and gentle character, and she will definitely be able to take care of housework and take good care of their family in the future.

At that time, Sambo was very happy.

Thinking that he must not hold back his uncle, when the uncle led Yu Mian back, he changed into new clothes that he was reluctant to wear during the New Year.

It was the last new dress made for them when their mother was alive.

Usually they are reluctant to wear it, but now when they wear it, they find that the cuffs have shrunk, the shoulders are narrow, they have grown up, but the size of the clothes remains the size of the year, and it is particularly funny to wear on the body.

So when Yu Mian showed disgusted eyes, there was a crack in the expectations in the children's hearts.

What Yu Mian did after that cut this rift beyond recognition.

My sister can be bought by the delicious food she makes.

Erbao can also be fond of her changing attitude.

But Sanbao had seen Yu Mian stealing silver in the middle of the night and having a private meeting with a wild man, although he didn't see the specific picture, but the power of association was not inferior to what he saw with his own eyes.

These things, like a thorn in series, pierced into the hearts of the Three Jewels.

It is not easy to completely remove it.

But the thing that made Sambo resentful the most was not Yu Mian, but the hope that rose in his heart again.

No matter how deep his mind is, he is still a child after all.

Others treat him badly, he can feel it, and if he treats him well, he can understand it even more.

Yu Mian is good, he doesn't know.

He is afraid of losing and regaining, gaining and losing.

Their family is a burden, Yu Mian can lose it if she wants to, she can leave if she wants to, he is afraid that they don't have anything to keep her.

So in the face of Liu Shaoqi's words, Sanbao just shook his head blindly.

His heart was not a stone, but he was afraid of being left behind again.

"Good boy."

Liu Shaoqi took Sanbao into his arms, and said warmly: "Don't drill the horns, treat people and things, not only with your eyes, but also with your heart to experience, even if you don't like her, you have to learn to be grateful, you look at the wheelchair you are sitting in now, I heard my sister say, Xiaomian took several days to make, this is a gift from her, do you have to return a gift back?" ”

Sambo sniffed, tilted his head and said, "What does she like?" ”

"Anything is fine, as long as it's sent by Jingwang." Liu Shaoqi said with a smile.

Sanbao nodded as if he didn't understand, the heat in his eyes faded, replaced by the previous tsundere, and said lightly: "You have to think about it." ”

In order to facilitate the passage of the Three Treasures, the thresholds have been removed.

He pushed his wheelchair to the door with difficulty, and just saw Yu Mian squatting on the stove, holding a burning stick in his hand, constantly fiddling with the fire under the stove, wanting to let the contents of the casserole slowly boil over low heat.

A strand of long hair slipped from her shoulder, and Yu Mian tucked it behind her ear.

Probably a little hot, Yu Mian grabbed her long hair from the back of her head with both hands, and then raised it to the top of her head, exposing the skin on the back of her neck, she took the opportunity to fan the wind with her other hand, and the smile on her face was full of satisfaction.

She doesn't seem to be such an easy person.

However, Sambo's eyes were fixed on the long hair behind her, as if he wanted to use something in return.

When Yu Mian looked over, Sanbao's gaze had already been removed.

He tensed his lips and turned the wheelchair with his arms, trying to carry himself out of the house.

It's a pity that the price of removing the threshold is one more groove.

Sanbao is sick and weak, and he has little strength, so naturally he can't push himself out easily.

However, Yu Mian watched quietly like this, and didn't seem to intend to help, but the look on Sanbao's face was so hard that he clenched his teeth, and he still succeeded in making her laugh.

This little guy has always been very serious, and the expression on his face is particularly gloomy, and he has the same virtue as his uncle Li Huaice.

It's like wearing an inconspicuous mask all day long.

Now that such a real expression appeared on his face, Yu Mian only felt funny.

Probably because Yu Mian's laughter was too presumptuous, it reached Sanbao's ears, making him blush.

Sanbao withdrew his hand in a dejected manner, and then looked at Yu Mian.

He hesitated and asked in a stiff voice, "Can you help me?" ”