"Which one?" The old man craned his neck and shouted outside.

'Boom'

In the thick inky sky, the mysterious beast seemed to be enraged, roaring loudly, hiding whose answer, and the window was clearly extinguished, and a vague shadow seemed to be visible.

The girl sat stiffly on the stool, her two short legs tightly hooked to the legs of the small bench, as if she were cowering on a reef swept by the raging waves.

"Bang Bang"

The sound of a knock on the door approached.

"Yaoyao!" There was a shout outside, "Where are you?" ”

It's the kid next door. The old man's voice was like a bell, "Here it is! The Lu boy is coming, alas! Come and make a fire! ”

"Bang Bang"

The old wooden door was shaken, and the water beads on the edge of the door shook a lot, and it was swept into the house by the wind, and the old man pulled the blanket on his legs.

"Grandpa? Is it here? ”

"Yes! Come on in! The old man whispered to the girl to move a small bench.

The girl nodded obediently and got up obediently, walking to the corner, her somewhat disheveled braids dangling with the movement.

"Whew"

With the sound of the howling wind, the door was opened, and the flames slammed upward, and fell backwards like the torn woods outside, and a few drops of water even jumped into the fire, leaving only a wisp of green smoke after the "zizi" sound.

The old man tapped lightly on the tongs in his hand, and stretched out his hand to pull the girl's bench closer to him.

Lu Xuyuan came in, wearing a raincoat, rain boots were full of mud, and the top could barely see the color under the rain, and it was already soaked below the knees, and he was still carrying a lunch box in his hand, and quickly closed the door.

"Grandpa, my grandfather doesn't seem to be cooking here, so he asked me to bring some." Lu Xuyuan shook the stainless steel lunch box in his hand, and the ash on the ground was wet again.

The old man smiled and prepared to take it, Lu Xuyuan knew that the old man was sick on a rainy day, so he put the lunch box next to the fire and said, "I brought this meal over and it was a little cold, let's be hot." ”

"Ahh The old man smiled and nodded, thanking him.

"Brother Lu sits." The girl carried the small bench and put it down, and the sweet potatoes and potatoes in her arms rolled into the ashes, almost knocking over a burning firewood.

Lu Xuyuan didn't say much and sat down, after all, his current situation was not very good. His hands were still clean, he looked at his rain boots, tangled them for a moment, carefully pinched the clean upper edge, took off the rain boots, and fell to the ground.

"Wow"

"Wow!" The girl who has been absent-minded and slightly sluggish since her brother went out couldn't help but make a sound.

Only then did Lu Xuyuan notice that the girl had completely lost her usual clean and cute appearance, messy hair, braided hair, dirty clothes and hands because of holding potatoes, and a black face because of gnawing sweet potatoes.

It looks like a refugee.

Now there is no condition, Lu Xuyuan turned around casually and continued to take off his rain boots, then pulled down the socks and wrung them out, and then the trouser legs dripping like water curtain holes.

The fire was burning, and it didn't take long for the lunch box to call for the rice to be cooked. The old man knocked on the tongs in his hand, knocked off a lot of dust, and then stretched out the tongs and flexibly pulled out the lunch box from the fire.

With a few small potatoes and sweet potatoes on the side, he rolled on the ground a few times, and was ruthlessly picked up by the fire tongs, and smashed on the ground several times, revealing a golden and crispy shell.

The old man took the sweet potatoes that had unfortunately been pasted and told them to eat them quickly, and the food had to be dried again. Then use tongs to remove the lid of the lunch box, and the aroma of the food and the steam will evaporate.

The girl picked up the wooden stick on the side, and tossed the largest sweet potato behind her, and then dialed one in the direction of Lu Xuyuan.

"Brother Lu, eat!"

Lu Xuyuan picked up the sweet potato on the ground, it was still hot, and he picked one up with his hand, and removed the charred skin, and the golden meat was fragrant.

"Yaoyao," the old man saw the girl's small movements, his face was serious, and he knocked on the tongs in his hand, "What are you hiding behind?" ”

has been discovered, the girl raised her black face that was nibbling on sweet potatoes, and her eyes were exceptionally bright, "Sweet potatoes." ”

The girl paused and added, "Leave it for my brother." "Grandpa said that a good child can't just think about giving the good to himself, she remembers.

The old man disagreed, but he still smiled on his face, "I know you are worried about your brother, take it out." Wait for your brother to come back and burn it hot. ”

The girl still pulled out the sweet potato behind her and put it at her feet.

Still don't let you eat.

Without waiting for grandpa to educate the girl, Lu Xuyuan took the sweet potato in his hand and said, "Grandpa, I have enough to eat." ”

The girl was satisfied, withdrew her gaze on Lu Xuyuan, lowered her head, and continued to fight with the sweet potato in her hand.

The ink-dyed talent is not divided into morning and evening, and the rain is not light at all, and the girl is more and more anxious.

The noon meal was not appetizing, the sound of the wind and rain and the crackling of firewood, the girl just wanted to jump out of the chair and peek out of the window to see when her brother would come back.

It was originally a meal prepared for the grandfather and grandson, Lu Xuyuan was going home for dinner, looking at the current situation, grandpa's legs and feet obviously couldn't control the girl, and the boy didn't come back, so Lu Xuyuan had to stay here.

"Yaoyao." While eating his own food, Lu Xuyuan looked up and saw that the old man's face was as dark as the sky outside, and finally put down the dishes and chopsticks and spoke.

"Uh-huh," the girl said quickly.

"Yaoyao," Lu Xuyuan continued, "eat." ”

The girl's bowl will be placed on the edge of the windowsill, and she is not yet in elementary school tall enough to stand on a stool to eat, and the bowl will fall down diagonally, with a few grains of rice scattered on the side.

But Lu Xuyuan didn't think she could notice, and she hadn't seen a bite of her bowl of rice for a long time.

"Yaoyao." It was the grandfather who spoke, put down the chopsticks with his crumpled hand, and made a not-so-crisp sound on the stool.

"Uh-huh" The girl didn't know about her grandfather's anger.

"Jiang Yao!" The old man raised his voice, and his weather-beaten face was decent: "What did your brother Lu say just now!" ”

The old man never gives face to the child in front of outsiders, and he has always loved his granddaughter, but today is really rude, and this obedient little granddaughter has nothing to listen to.

The girl turned around at the shout, and looked innocently at her grandfather with round eyes and did not speak.

I didn't hear a word of it.

The old man took a deep breath, gave himself a good breath with one hand, and comforted himself, this granddaughter has a bad brain and is not very clever.

Lu Xuyuan looked big and frightened, and hurriedly went to beat the old man's back, "Grandpa, don't be angry, children, you can't eat if you're worried, Yaoyao is usually well-behaved, and you don't know." ”

"Yaoyao, eat obediently," coaxed Lu Xuyuan here and had to take care of the girl's side, "If you don't eat, you won't grow tall." ”

"Can I skip it?" The girl who couldn't understand the atmosphere had an innocent face, looked at Lu Xuyuan with blank eyes, and stood awkwardly on the stool and turned half of her body.

Brother Lu, she knows it, and she can agree to her request every time.

Lu Xuyuan simply gasped.

'Bang Dang'

Before he could figure out how to save the girl who didn't know whether she was alive or dead, the bowl that no one cared about on the edge of the windowsill finally fell. The stainless steel material smashed on the ground, the rice in the bowl that had not moved two bites was scattered everywhere, and a good grain splashed on the beard of the old man who was breathing.

There was a sudden silence in the room, only the stainless steel bowl gurgled and rolled in front of the old man, and the soup and water in the bowl retained the precious trajectory of this journey.

It's over.

Great news, great news! The author of the tearful break is back! The authors who have learned the lesson have a full deposit box!

I'm really sorry that I couldn't update it in time for various reasons some time ago, but I guarantee that it won't be in the next time!

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