The weather at high altitudes is like this, unpredictable;

Just now, the sun was shining and warm like spring, but suddenly the cold wind suddenly rose and the clouds were dense;

Half an hour later, the sun was able to break through the clouds again, revealing a shallow smile, instantly activating all living beings.

Qin Yan gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, and in front of Yanyan, don't be like a child;

endured and endured,

The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are me!

With his big hand holding the ink cigarette, he strode in the direction of the kitchen where Grandma was, leaving Ah Xiang, a bear child, in place.

Isn't it just to make people happy?

Isn't it just a competition for favor?

I'll let you see later, what is it to crush with strength!

Mo Yan cared about the injury on his hand, did not break free, and obediently let him lead.

She seems to be getting more and more accustomed to the intimate contact with Qin Yan holding hands and hugging.

Grandma looked at them kindly, smiled meaningfully, and asked, "Xiaoyan, Ah Yan is your elder brother, right?" ”

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, still wandering in his mind, what does Brother mean in the dialect here?

Male friends?

Brother?

Lover?

Hearing this, Qin Yan understood in seconds, and was very happy, and took Mo Yan one step to answer, "Grandma, your eyes are so powerful, I am her elder brother!" Beloved Brother! Thank you for taking care of her, you take a break first, I'll help you cook, Yanyan said that the food I cook is delicious. ”

After speaking, he entered the house with a bucket in one hand, walked to the stove, rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the cucumber in his right hand, and held the kitchen knife in his left hand to start cutting vegetables.

The movements are smooth, and he is very familiar with it, and at first glance he is a person who can cook.

Mo Yan stood aside, dumbfounded.

Prince Qin, when did his cooking skills improve by leaps and bounds?

A little disregard for the image, in this cramped and dimly lit wooden house, cooking?

"Yo, what a child who can hurt people, Xiaoyan, you are blessed."

Grandma didn't object, walked to the other side of the earthen stove, and began to add firewood to the stove.

Mo Yan had no choice but to walk up to Qin Yan's side, frowned worriedly, and whispered, "Isn't your hand injured?" I'll do it anyway. ”

"You find me herbal treatment, I'm half better, it's okay if I don't touch the water. And I use my left hand to chop vegetables, I can use my left and right hands very smoothly, it's amazing. Don't you like what I cook? Right away. ”

Qin Yan tilted her head and kissed her lightly on the cheek;

Then he smiled and raised the elbow of his left hand, and invited credit by the way, his face was full of pride, and he just put the words "praise me" on his head.

He didn't stop stir-frying and chopping vegetables in his hands, and soon put the oil and vegetables into the pot, and began to stir-fry with a spatula, with beautiful and smooth movements, like a senior chef.

Mo Yan's cheek that had been kissed by him was hot, and he glanced at his right hand again, and it was indeed neat and unaffected, and it seemed that it was really fine?

Then let's do it, she rolled up her sleeves and turned around, ready to help wash some more ginger and garlic to cut.

But Qin Yan grabbed his little hand and said dotingly: "Good, you go and help Grandma put firewood." ”

Hearing this, the grandmother, who was watching the play under the stove, stretched out her head at the right time, smiled and squeezed her eyebrows at the ink smoke, "Oh, I didn't see anything!" Xiaoyan, Ah Yan, this really reassures you! You come and put firewood, I'll go find Ah Xiang. ”

The folds on Grandma's face were squeezed out, and there was only a pair of eyes that didn't need to be explained, and I knew everything, with gossip essence;

Mo Yan couldn't help but lament, even a grandmother in the mountains is so gossipy, it is really regardless of region, gender or age.

The two cooperated tacitly in the kitchen, and when they met by chance, Qin Yan turned into a smile that the corners of his mouth were hooked and he smiled gently; One person is cooking on the fire, the roof is full of smoke, the vegetables in the pot are bubbling, the fireworks in the world are the most soothing to the hearts of mortals, and the years are quiet and good than this.

Not long after, the meal was ready, Mo Yan followed behind Qin Yan, and walked out with two vegetable bowls, but saw Ah Xiang holding a little girl and panting and running over;

"Grandma, save the little cabbage!! She was bleeding!! ”