Kitchen.

The aunt wore a blue apron around her waist and was busy on the stove.

When he turned around and saw Yan Wo pulling on the threshold and looking inside, he was startled, and said angrily:

"Dead girl, don't squeak when you come to the kitchen to scare people to death. You're hungry, aren't you, just wait! Auntie didn't have anyone to help make a fire with both hands, and the whole family waited for me to get food, and your uncle's heartless didn't say that he felt sorry for me. ”

"Wowo, Wowo feels sorry for Auntie." Yan Wo Dao.

After opening her mouth and saying this, Yan Wo shamefully found that selling cuteness had become her instinct.

Walking into the kitchen with little short legs, sitting down at the mouth of the pot hall, Yan Wo stared at the firewood with a serious expression, lifted the tongs with both hands and clamped them a few times, after understanding the use of the tongs, he clasped a circle with one hand and clamped the firewood into the pot.

A hand suddenly reached over and snatched the tongs from her hand.

"Don't make a mess here, what do you want you to do, wash your hands, don't mess your face!"

After all, the aunt just complained a few words, and when she really started to work, she was the first to be reluctant.

It didn't take long for breakfast to be served.

Yan Jiu was also wrung out of the bed by his grandmother.

Yan Wo drank the incense of batter, and there was a knock on the courtyard door.

"Early in the morning, business again?"

Uncle Yan Zhongyan muttered, picked up the bowl, poured several mouthfuls of wild vegetable paste into the bowl, wiped his mouth, and got up with a smile to open the courtyard door.

The grandmother glanced at her daughter-in-law: "Xiaomei, look at him like that, who is willing to look at him with a smiling face when he is grief, isn't that looking for a beating?" ”

"I know my mother-in-law, I'll talk to him tonight." The aunt held the bowl, had no appetite, and drank very reluctantly.

Grandmother let out a faint "um".

"Auntie, eat~~"

Bai Mei raised her eyes and saw Yan Wo pinching half a piece of cake and handing it to her: "Auntie cooks and does laundry, and takes care of me and my brother, which is the hardest." ”

Yan Wotong's voice is crisp and vivid, and his little face is full of seriousness.

Adults are often most easily moved by children's simple and direct words, plus they have just been clicked by their in-laws, and they are aggrieved, seeing Yan Wo's white, tender and innocent little face, with a sour nose, and a warm current in his heart.

There is a feeling of being healed.

She took the cake and chewed it in small bites, glanced at Yan Jiu while chewing, and said jokingly: "In the end, the girl is still intimate, and the little cubs are all white-eyed wolves!" ”

Yan Jiu's whole mind was in his bowl, holding the cake in one hand and the bowl in the other, and drank the batter and drank the batter.

"Not all cubs are white-eyed wolves, it depends on how the mother is taught, and the loyal banquet is not useful, but it is very filial and obedient." Grandmother said.

The aunt hung her head and did not continue to speak.

The atmosphere was somewhat frozen.

Grandmother is very kind to her and Yan Jiu, and at most she hates her uncle, and she is a little harsh with her aunt.

I don't know what the reason is.

Yan Wo was drinking batter, and he felt that the atmosphere was wrong.

Raising her head, there was a circle of off-white batter on the side of her mouth, and she stretched out her little tongue to sweep the batter into her mouth.

"Grandmother, my uncle is disobedient~, Wowo woke up this morning and saw my uncle find a gourd in a coffin on the west wall and come out and drink secretly."

Grandmother's chopsticks slapped on the table.

"This loser, where did he get the money to buy wine!"

Auntie shook her head blankly.

Bang dang!

Yan Jiu was so frightened that he threw away the bowl and covered his mouth: "Uncle bought me a sugar gourd, so I can't say it...... Anyway, if the grandmother locks the cabinet, she won't lose money. ”

Having said that, there is still something that a few people don't understand.

At this moment, the shouts of his uncle Yan Zhongyan came from the courtyard.

"Mother, come out quickly, Wenlin has sent New Year's pork to our family."

As soon as I heard that the people at the table of the 'Nian Pig' couldn't sit still, they put down the bowl and walked outside.

When she got to the courtyard, her grandmother glared at her uncle viciously.

The uncle touched his nose and was confused.

He didn't know that in the short time after he left the dinner table, his nephews and nieces had already directly exposed all his secrets.

Bai Wenlin twisted several pieces of pork in his hands, all of which were carefully selected three-stuffed meat, and the hair on the pigskin was roasted by the fire and shaved cleanly.

He was also wringing a barrel in his other hand.

Yan Jiu stared at the pork in Bai Wenlin's hand and swallowed, "Grandmother, it's really meat!" I want to eat meat! ”

The aunt hurriedly covered his mouth.

Bai Wenlin said with a look of shame: "Auntie, I wanted to send you more, but after the funeral banquet, there is not much left, and I will twist the rest for you, ah yes, there is pig blood in the barrel here that can be eaten as blood." ”

"This, too much!!"

The grandmother glanced at it, and then said, "A coffin and hemp pieces are not worth a few dollars, so I'll take two pieces of meat and take the rest back." Remember to marinate it with coarse salt and dry it to make bacon, and leave it for a long time......"

"Auntie, I don't know how to marinate bacon, I used to be my mother...... Hey, don't talk about that, anyway, you can take these meat aunts. Bai Wenlin stepped forward and stuffed the meat in his hand into his uncle's hand, and put the wooden barrel in the yard.

Grandmother suddenly sighed: "Anyway, I usually have nothing to do, I'll help you pickle it, and you can take it back when it's ready." ”

Bai Wenlin suddenly knelt on the ground.

"You kid is on your knees, get up." Grandmother was about to reach out to help Bai Wenlin.

Bai Wenlin dodged away and continued: "The portrait painted by Wowo not only avenged my mother, but also saved my life, I want to stay in the Yan family to help in the future, and I hope that Aunt Liu can promise me!" ”

"Why do you bother? Do what we do, and when others see us, they will spit and scold a bad word, but you will come forward. Grandmother helped Bai Wenlin up, and the helplessness on her face was clearly visible.

For example, the Buddha is revived and the Buddha is worshiped today.

Those who have white things in the family are invited to chant sutras, and there are very few people who find them to be buried according to the ancient system.

If no one looks for it, you can't sell the coffin, which means that you have no income.

The whole family was still eating wild vegetables and coarse chaff just now, where can they use a helper?

Bai Wenlin thought about his mother's solemn explanation, and looked stubborn: "I know what Aunt Liu is worried about. Don't worry, in addition to cutting down trees with Zhongyan to help make coffins, I don't need you to pay me money, I can also copy books for money, you don't need to care about my food and drink, I can take care of myself. ”

The grandmother was shocked: "How can this work, what is the difference between that and selling yourself!" ”

"Aunt Liu, I'll sell myself to your family! If Aunt Liu stops me again, I will never get up from this courtyard on my knees. ”

Grandmother opened her mouth, then slowly closed it again.

Bai Wenlin looked at Wowo: "Wowo's reputation is up, and someone will come to the door later." ”

"What do you mean?"

Bai Wenlin explained to his grandmother with a smile: "I don't know who spread the news, everyone said that Wowo is a prodigy sitting down by the immortal, and the portrait painted can drive away evil spirits in the house!" I'm picking up eggs in my own chicken coop, ready to ask for a painting! ”

Ward off evil spirits?

Grandmother frowned in contemplation.

Haven't you heard that the ghost-whisperer's portrait has this effect?

The family looked down at the three-year-old little milk ball on the side of their legs, at this moment the morning sun was rising, the first rays of sunlight were sprinkled in the courtyard, Yan Wo's yellow and soft hair was sprinkled with gold, the white skin seemed to be glowing, and the eyelashes were curled, like a doll, extremely exquisite.

At this moment, she lifted her chin and bent her eyebrows, revealing a mouthful of small teeth.

"Uncle hasn't come to please me?"

Yan Wo picked up his little arm horizontally, and his little finger lightly tapped on his arm: "...... That way, I can give all the eggs I earn to my cousin. ”

"What cousin?" Uncle Yan Zhongyan subconsciously replied: "Your mother is only one of my younger brothers, and I only have one mother-in-law, your aunt, she doesn't give birth to children, where did you come from?" ”

Grandmother couldn't care about thinking about the town house to ward off evil spirits, so she suddenly turned her head and stared at Bai Mei's flat belly.

"Are you pregnant?"