He didn't catch the stone just now, and he lost it, and now it's time for Youlan.

"Don't throw so high, lo and behold, up to the forehead."

Youlan "tsk", while talking and demonstrating, I saw her little hand turned over and over, as if she was doing a trick, grabbed three stones in one bite, and then caught the stones steadily.

After Youlan finished demonstrating, he pushed the stone to Ji Fengyao and asked him to try.

After Ji Fengyao was hit in the head again, Youlan looked at him and pouted, "Forget it, don't play this, let's go out hopscotch!" ”

After that, he got up and went to the backyard first.

There was a very flat open space next to the well in the backyard, and Youlan picked up a branch and drew the appearance of an airplane house on the ground.

It was given to Youlan by Wei Lan according to his memories when he was a child.

Wei Lan knitted a sweater in the room, occasionally glancing sideways out the window.

Although Ji Fengyao has no talent in catching stones, he learns very quickly in hopscotch.

It's a few rounds in a row without making mistakes, which makes Youlan, a child with slightly poor balance ability and always accidentally stepping on the line, so depressed.

After Ji Fengyao went all over again, Youlan threw the small stone in his hand far away, and sat on the stone pier with a lot of anger, "I won't play with you anymore!" You're bullying me! ”

Ji Fengyao was cramped for a moment, and walked up to Youlan in two steps, "I'm sorry, why don't we still play the game of throwing stones?" ”

Youlan turned his head and ignored Ji Fengyao.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for Ji Fengyao to speak.

Youlan secretly glanced at it, and saw that the other party lowered his head and looked more aggrieved than her, she pursed her mouth, and then showed a bright smile, "Forget it, I'll forgive you this time." ”

The two of them soon got together to play together in the backyard, Wei Lan shook his head, and smiled a little helplessly.

She looked down and had just tied two needles of yarn when she heard the sound of "cooing" from the kitchen.

Wei Lan made a movement in her hand, the tip of her nose shrugged slightly, and finally reacted, she quickly knitted two more stitches to jam the stitches, and hurriedly put on her shoes and went to the kitchen.

Since there was a kettle at home, every morning Gu Apolei couldn't stop boiling a pot of hot water to fill the kettle, so that the small stove that had been cleaned up before was empty.

Although lamb is cheap, it is still a bit of a luxury if you eat it every day.

Wei Lan made a decision, every time he went to the town, he would bring some pork stick bones or sheep bones or something.

These leftovers are meatless and cheap, but the soup is still delicious and nutritious.

Sometimes when I go out for a walk, I get cold on my body, and I go into the house with a bowl of hot soup, not to mention how comfortable it is.

Don't talk about it, let's talk about this bowl of soup, every time I look back on my grandmother's soup, I always have to sigh: the years are getting better and better, and the older people are even more reluctant to die.

Although she was scolded by a few people in the house every time, Grandma Gu never got angry, but drank the soup happily, so comfortable.

This matter has also been pressing on Wei Lan's heart.

Wei Lan could feel that Grandma Gu's body was still tough compared to when she first saw her, but now Grandma Gu's body is getting weaker and weaker.

It's like when people are in a situation against the current, they can always save a breath to survive.

But when the environment changes and begins to become comfortable, the breath of man, the sense of urgency gradually relaxes, and with it, perdition.

And Grandma Gu understands medical science, and every time she says those words, Wei Lan always feels that maybe she has realized something.

Tomorrow is just a little better, don't be so fast......

(End of chapter)