"Aunt Xiu, if you want to go, Ah Yun and Wen Zai's surname is Song, they are from our Song family, you can't take them away."

The girl who spoke was only seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a white-washed blue modified cheongsam, with beautiful eyebrows, and a little Wu Nong's soft language when she spoke, gently and softly, but her attitude was very resolute.

An Xiuniang, who was standing opposite her, was wearing the most popular dress at the moment, and the black mesh veil hanging from the brim of her hat blocked half of her face, revealing only a plump lip painted red, looked at the empty living room, and sneered:

"Nong wants to raise? Allah sees what Nong raises! ”

She squinted at a pair of biological children: "Nong has thought about it, whether to follow the old lady to eat fragrant and spicy food, or follow the broken household to eat chaff vegetables!" ”

Song Wenbin, who was only seven years old, opened his big black eyes and hid behind his sister, and fourteen-year-old Song Huanyun was dressed in blue and black dress, standing straight, and said in a choked voice:

"Nong has to hide and eat one chicken leg, and one of the two chicken legs has to be hidden, follow Nong, sooner or later he will be sold by Nong!"

An Xiuniang was dumbfounded, and under the gaze of her own daughter, she suddenly covered her face and cried: "...... Allah really owes you in his last life, and he is a debt collector! Allah—"

I had just cried twice, and the continuous honking of cars came from outside the window.

An Xiuniang's crying paused, she looked out twice, knowing that the one downstairs was already waiting impatiently, she immediately put away her tears, took out the powder box, touched up her makeup, grabbed her handbag and rattan suitcase, glared at her stepdaughter, and hurriedly walked out.

Her delicate voice came from the corridor: "Oops, here it is!" Don't worry! ”

The room was quiet, Song Huanyun's face was blue and white, she stomped her feet fiercely, and turned back to her room.

Song Huanxi touched his younger brother's head, told him to play by himself, closed the door, turned around and went into the kitchen, took out the vegetables he bought by the way after school in the afternoon, and washed them.

While she was washing, she thought seriously, she could work and study part-time before, but she will definitely not be able to do it in the future-

There was a sudden feeling of sagging in the hem of her clothes, and she looked down at her younger brother's black grape-like eyes, and the little boy's face was full of anxiety, but he couldn't speak when he opened his mouth.

Song Huanxi immediately shook off the water in his hand, squatted down, looked at his younger brother's eyes, and said softly: "Don't worry, have you forgotten what Sister said?" Open your mouth wide first, like milk—"

Wen Zai's anxious expression eased a lot, he obediently opened his mouth wide, ahhhh ”

Song Huanxi raised her hand, touched her little brother's head, and smiled gently: "Sister knows, don't worry, Sister Wen will not let Wen Zai go hungry." ”

After a pause, she chuckled and said, "Is Wen Zai's homework finished?" After writing, I will play with building blocks first, and Sister A will make Wenzai's favorite salty rice, okay? ”

Wen Tsai nodded vigorously and turned around and walked out of the kitchen obediently.

Song Huanxi stood for a moment, shook his head, stopped thinking about these troubles, and resumed his work.

She washed the dishes, chopped them and set them aside, then took the mushrooms and carrots she had soaked and carefully diced them.

Immediately set up the oil pot, scooped up a large spoonful of lard and threw it into the pot, she couldn't afford to buy pork belly, and relied on lard to support the scene when she made salty rice.

After stir-frying the diced shiitake mushrooms and carrots slightly, add the washed rice, pour in the water for soaking the shiitake mushrooms, cover with a lid, and simmer for half an hour.

Finally, throw the chopped greens in and toss, and a pot of salty rice is ready.

It's simple, but it's delicious.

Song Huanxi poured mushroom water, and as soon as she covered the pot, her second sister A Yun ran in happily.

Lifting the lid of the pot and taking a look, Song Huanyun's two thin eyebrows wrinkled directly, and she looked unhappy: "Why is it salty rice again?" Can't you do something else? ”

Song Huanxi didn't hear it, snatched the lid of the pot, closed it again, raised his eyebrows, and asked quietly, "Something?" ”

Song Huanyun was excited again, "Sister! A-Niang moved away, the main house is vacant, and I want to move in! ”

The kitchen was narrow, the two sisters were crowded together, and it was difficult to turn around, Song Huanxi crossed her and walked out, saying as she walked: "The little brother is too young to sleep alone, do you want to sleep with the little brother?" ”

Song Huanyun's eyebrows immediately wrinkled: "Don't!" He was wetting the bed the day before yesterday! ”

Song Huanxi paused and looked back at her second sister, this younger sister developed better than her, four years younger than her, but she was almost as tall as her, and she always came to pick her clothes to wear recently.

She still looked calm: "Then you will continue to live in the current room, and I will take my little brother to live in the main room." ”

At the end of the sentence, Song Huanxi turned around and sat down at the table in front of the window, spread out the paper and pen, and prepared to write her resignation letter.

Song Huanyun stood in place for a long time, and couldn't help muttering, "Can't you take Wen Zai to live in our current room?" ”

"Wen Tsai is smaller than me, and you won't be very crowded to live in-"

The more she spoke, the brighter her eyes became, and she raised her head suddenly, but Song Huanxi didn't know when she stopped writing, and looked at her with heavy eyes.

Song Huanyun's mouth closed immediately, and when Song Huanxi lowered her head and re-wrote, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Allah should live a rich life with A-Niang!" Live in a bungalow! Drive a foreign car! Wear a new dress every day! ”

"I'm looking for A-Niang!"

With a heavy snort, Song Huanyun turned her head and walked out, as soon as her hand reached the doorknob, Song Huanxi's voice sounded behind her: "Wait a minute." ”

Song Huanyun immediately turned around, like a little rooster who had won a fight, and raised her head proudly-

Song Huanxi raised the note in his hand: "You don't know Aunt Xiu's address, right?" This is where she is now. ”

"By the way, you can call a rickshaw and let Aunt Xiu settle the bill when you arrive, anyway, she is rich now."

The word rich and noble, Song Huanxi bit extremely hard, she strode forward, arrived in front of Song Huanyun, stuffed the note into her hand without saying anything, turned around and returned to the table, and continued to write her resignation letter.

Song Huanyun's hand holding the note became tighter and tighter, but her foot was nailed to the ground, I don't know how long it took, she cried out, rushed back to her room, and slammed the door.

Wen Tsai, who heard the movement, poked his head out and looked at the eldest sister suspiciously, Song Huanxi smiled at him: "It's okay, your second sister failed the Mandarin exam again, Wen Tsai don't learn from her." ”

She didn't lower her voice, and the cry in the small room instantly raised a few dozen decibels.

Wen Zai nodded as if he didn't understand, Mandarin is very difficult to learn!

Anyway, what the eldest sister said is right!

Second, second sister, sometimes right!

Song Huanxi sent his little brother to continue playing with his building blocks, and slowly exhaled a long breath, this second sister, it would be nice if she was as worry-free as her little brother.

Sometimes I really regret that I didn't secretly take Ah Yun out and throw it away when I was a child.