He didn't dismantle Yun Mian and let Yun Mian continue.

"Grandparents, I'm sorry I've caused you trouble."

Yun Mian choked nasally, her voice was even more milky, and her eyes were watery and red from crying, like a frightened deer, which was very painful.

Mei Cuiping originally planned to let Yun Yongcheng Ming'er go to work and send Yun Mian to the police station by the way, but now her heart is so soft.

"Xiaomian, are you full?"

Yun Mian stuffed a mouthful of multigrain rice into her mouth and was about to swallow it before answering her grandmother, so she listened to her grandmother's instructions to her grandfather Yun Aiguo: "Look at this child is hungry, pitiful, there are eggs in the chicken coop, his father, you quickly go to the chicken coop to pick up two eggs and put some lard in the steam to make up for this child." ”

The corners of Yun Yongcheng's mouth twitched and looked at his mother.

There is so little lard at home, sometimes my father wants to add a small spoonful of lard when he is tired of working in the field and eats noodles, and his mother has to talk about it for a long time, and now he actually tells his father to use lard to make up Xiaomian's body.

It seems that Xiaomian and her mother are really in love.

Privately made the decision to bring Yun Mian back, Yun Yongcheng was still a little apprehensive in his heart, afraid that the old couple would not be happy in his heart, and at this moment, seeing the old couple and Yun Mian so in love, Yun Yongcheng quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Seeing his wife waving to him urgingly, Yun Aiguo remembered something.

", aren't those eggs in the coop used to hatch chicks?"

Mei Cuiping: "It's only been in the nest for two or three days, and you can still eat." ”

Yun Aiguo got up and strode out, and soon the sound of the hen clucking and fluttering came from the yard, and a few minutes later, Yun Aiguo walked in with chicken feathers and an egg that had been hatched warm by the hen in one hand.

Mei Cuiping looked at him all over his body and was embarrassed.

"Let you go to the chicken coop and pick up two eggs, how did you make yourself look like this."

Yun Aiguo was scolded by his wife and looked aggrieved.

"Our hen guards, I went to the hen's coop to pick up eggs, and the hen flew up to me and pecked at me."

Yunmian: "......"

She didn't want to eat eggs, she just wanted to stay with her grandparents, as long as she could stay with her grandparents and fathers, she could eat bran vegetables.

However, grandparents hurt themselves so much, and they made eggs for themselves to eat as soon as they met, and Yun Mian's heart was still bubbling.

When Mei Cuiping steamed eggs for Yun Mian, she was unprecedentedly reluctant, and dug a spoonful of lard and put it into the bowl with egg liquid, and Yun Yongcheng looked at Yun Mian with envy on the sidelines.

This little thing is so charming! In just a few words, he conquered the mother who was eager to break a dime in half on weekdays.

After a while, the low and dim kitchen was filled with the fragrance of steamed eggs with lard, Yun Aiguo father and son couldn't help swallowing when they smelled the fragrance, Mei Cuiping picked up a bowl of hot egg custard and put it directly in front of Yun Mian, without even looking at their father and son.

"Mianmian, hurry up and eat it while it's hot."

After only a while, it has changed from a small cotton to a continuous one.

This title made Yun Mian's eyes sore and damp again, and she quickly lowered her head and blinked, trying not to let the tears fall.

In her previous life, her grandparents, parents called her so affectionately.

Seeing that she kept staring at the bowl full of egg custard with her head down, Mei Cuiping: "What's wrong with Mianmian?" Don't like steamed eggs? ”

"This egg custard smells very good, I like it very much, as long as it is grandma's cooking, I like it."

Yun Mian raised his head, picked up the coarse porcelain spoon in front of him, and put the first spoonful of egg custard into his grandmother's bowl, the second spoonful of egg custard to his grandfather, and the third spoon to his father.

"The custard is very fragrant, and it is even more fragrant for everyone to eat together."