Bai Lu held a glass of water in one hand, sat across the table, and looked at Xiao Cheng from afar.

Just as he was about to speak, Xiao Cheng got up and left.

Bai Lu: "......"

"Where are you going?"

She immediately put down the water glass and chased it out.

The person who can make Xiao Wei open the door, Xiao Cheng is the only one in the family, and he can't let him run!

"Make dinner." Xiao Cheng didn't run, just went into the kitchen and said a word lightly.

Bai Lu followed him in.

It's getting dark, night is about to fall, and it's time for the sun to rise and the sun to set.

It's time for dinner, the dishes have been washed and cut, and it's just time to wash the rice and put it in the pot, cook the rice and stir-fry the vegetables.

Xiao Cheng took the pot to the rice bowl to measure the rice, and Bai Lu followed behind: "Can you ask Xiaowei to come out to eat when you are cooking?"

"He'll come out on his own." Xiao Cheng refused to call anyone.

When there was enough rice for three people, they went out to wash the rice, and there was a bucket of water by the well, and there was a scoop of water.

Bai Lu stepped forward very attentively and snatched the scoop, scooped water into the pot for him: "Then you knock on the door, I will tell Xiaowei to come out."

Xiao Cheng didn't speak, his big hand sank into the pot, washing rice, taotao, taotao, taotao.

Bai Lu wanted to grab his hand out, but there was no gold in the pot, why did he dig for so long!

It's just a grinding little demon hand!

Xiao Cheng finally finished washing the rice under the fiery gaze beside him, and poured the water again.

Bai Lu: "......"

"Why don't I wash it and stir-fry?"

Xiao Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at her side face: "I wanted to stir-fry vegetables yesterday, and you said that you would fry them later."

"That's because you said that I can pay the rent for cooking, and if you cook, how can I pay the rent." Bai Lu is righteous and righteous.

"Then you can fry it." Xiao Cheng does not fight or grab.

Bai Lu nodded seriously: "Of course I have to fry it, cooking to offset the rent, I should have fried it."

After speaking, I reacted, and the topic was deviated.

Angry for 0.3 seconds, Bai Lu decisively pulled back to the topic: "Then it's such a pleasant decision, wait for me to cook, you go knock on the door, I'll call Xiaowei out to eat."

Xiao Cheng couldn't agree to this 'happy decision', Bai Lu had already gone back to the kitchen to light the fire.

The ladle was put back in the bucket and he was no longer allowed to scoop water.

The rice was finally freed, no longer scrubbed, and was placed on the stove steadily, turning into fragrant rice.

The fire in the stove hole was lit, and it burned more and more.

The chimney began to work, and the smoke curled up.

The lights of every house in the town are lit up, and the crisp sound of spatulas colliding sounds, which is full of fireworks in the world.

A table of delicious dishes is ready in no time.

Xiao Cheng watched the girl take off her apron, wash her hands, and pull him up towards the main house.

When he came to a closed door, his little hand grabbed his big hand and knocked lightly on the door three times.

"Xiaowei, it's time for dinner, come out, there is your favorite braised pork today~"

There was no response inside the door.

Bai Lu's palms tightened, and he looked up at Xiao Cheng.

Xiao Cheng's hand was still held by her, and she was silent for a moment, and then another moment before she spoke: "Come out to eat."

The indifferent and cold voice is like a universal lock.

As soon as it fell, the door opened.

The little guy looked up at the man outside the door, his eyes were not swollen, but his eyes were red, and his small body was fine, just those little hands, tightly gripping the hem of his clothes.

The little lips pursed, as if to say something.

But before he could speak, the man had already turned around and left, and took Bai Lu, who was still stunned, away.

The small figure could only bow his head and follow.

On the dinner table

Bai Lu frequently sandwiched braised pork for Xiao Wei and asked him to eat more, now is the time to grow his body.

Xiao Wei couldn't eat, he usually could eat a big bowl of rice, but he didn't eat it after only a few bites tonight.

The braised pork in the bowl was eaten for a long time under the cold gaze of the man.

But at the same time, he also moved the bowl away, silently refused Bai Lu's re-picking, and stared down at the rice bowl motionlessly.

Children are not as good as adults to hide their emotions, sad faces, sad and sad, all written on their faces.

Xiao Cheng was as always, eating with relish, and there was no excess emotion on his face.

This strange contrast made Bai Lu a little in a trance, wondering if the souls of the two brothers had been exchanged?

Why did Xiao Cheng not react at all when he heard the news that she was not pregnant.

Xiao Wei heard that she was not pregnant, but she was so sad that she couldn't eat, and her eyes were sad and red.

Bai Lu looked at it carefully over and over again, and found that the big guy was still the big guy, and his aura couldn't change.

Xiaowei is still Xiaowei, and he is afraid that the big guy will be unhappy, so he swallows a bowl of rice with a few grains of rice.

Despite this, when he took a shower and washed his clothes, the little one still drooped his shoulders and did not speak.

After drying the clothes, I went back to my room.

Bai Lu looked at the direction in which the little figure disappeared, and then looked at Xiao Cheng who was washing clothes.

"Shall I take a look?"

Xiao Cheng's silence means agreeing.

This time he knocked on the door, no longer without response, Xiao Wei opened the door, turned around and walked back.

It doesn't even care who's outside the door.

Don't even look at it.

Bai Lu followed up.

The little one sat back at the table and stared at the language book on the table, silent and unscanning.

I don't turn a page for half a day.

I don't know if I saw it.

Bai Lu took a chair and sat next to him, and said softly, "Are you still reading so late?"

"Hmm."

He was willing to reply at least one word.

Representatives are willing to communicate, and so are the bigwigs.

Bai Lu has been here for so long, and he probably knows the personalities of these two brothers, except for Xiao Cheng who is irritable.

Knowing that the little guy no longer resisted touching his head, Bai Lu raised his hand and gently rubbed the top of his hair.

said softly: "If you don't understand anything and want to ask, you can ask me, and I will answer it."

The little guy looked up at her, his eyes red: "Is there really no little nephew?"

Bai Lu groaned for a moment, but still repeated the words of the afternoon: "All the time."

Better a finger off than always aching.

Seven-year-old children are also human beings, they also have memories, and they also have the right to know the truth, and they cannot be deceived.

After hearing this, Xiao Wei opened the drawer, "But I prepared a precious gift for my little nephew." ”

The small voice seemed to climb up from the depths of his throat, trembling faintly, and a little stubbornness that did not want to retreat.

Bai Lu subconsciously looked into the drawer.

Well......

A precious gift......

It's two pieces of colored bubble gum and a pack of spicy strips.

Bai Lu's first reaction was to laugh, but the second reaction was sad, spicy strips and bubble gum are indeed Xiao Wei's favorite snacks, because he likes them, so they are precious.

The drawer was pulled out a little more.

There's still something in there.

Five Fushou cakes, two wife cakes, and a small handmade wooden rattle.

The small wooden rattle is very rough to make, the log block cut by the wood knife is nailed into a small round drum with a small iron nail, the beads on the drum surface are small turquoise glass balls, and the chain is a small hemp rope made by hand, which is full of heart.

Xiao Wei rarely expresses whether he likes it or not, and Bai Lu doesn't know that he is looking forward to his little nephew so much.

She picked up a small wooden rattle and her palms were hot: "Is this what you did?"

(End of chapter)