After Jiang Shiyue moved out all the clothes in the upper wooden box, she dragged the empty wooden box to the ground, and opened the wooden box on the bottom floor, most of the clothes on the upper layer were thin clothes for spring, autumn and summer, and the lower wooden box was for autumn and winter clothes.

There are two neat rows of shoes under the bed.

Jiang Shiyue couldn't help but "tsk"!

The original owner took 30 yuan a month, either to buy clothes or cosmetics, but he didn't subsidize the family anyway. Otherwise, I wouldn't have saved two boxes full of clothes and shoes after three years of marriage.

Most of the clothes are like new, and only a few are probably liked by the original owner, and you can tell that they are worn.

Chen Shanhe entered the door at this time, his sleeves were still above his elbows, holding a lunch box in one hand, looking at the room that was piled up, frowning and asking, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Look at the sun today, I want to dry my clothes." Jiang Shiyue lied without changing her face, it was impossible for someone as upright as Chen Shanhe to accept her offer to go to the black market to buy clothes.

As he spoke, he naturally took an aluminum lunch box from Chen Shanhe's hand, put it on the square table, and sat down to eat.

After a busy morning, I was really hungry.

Chen Shanhe: "......"

This is his breakfast with Yangyang.

In the past, Jiang Shiyue would never eat with them.

Jiang Shiyue saw Chen Shanhe look at herself, put another lunch box opposite her, and called Yangyang to eat.

She blinked, two meals?! Looking through the memory of the original owner again, I was embarrassed.

She is a soul piercing, although she accepts the memory of the original owner, but it is like multiple hard disk partitions in the computer, if you don't deliberately read it, it is still based on her own memory.

It's like she only remembered that she ate sandwiches and milk last morning, and she had to think about it deliberately to know that the original owner drank millet porridge yesterday morning.

also knew that the original owner did not eat with Chen Shanhe and his son before.

She refused to eat in the canteen with Chen Shanhe, and ate alone by herself, and only ate fine grains, and coarse grains were all used by her to exchange for cloth tickets and other tickets.

It's so stinky that I'd rather be hungry than have to buy clothes first, and I can eat less, but I definitely won't eat whole grains.

It's the best of the best!

Jiang Shiyue hesitated, broke off the nest head that she had bitten, put most of the rest on the lid of the aluminum lunch box, and pushed it in front of Chen Shanhe, who was sitting between her and Yangyang, "I'm sorry, I was so busy that I forgot that this was your meal, I broke off the place I bitten, don't dislike it." ”

Chen Shanhe shook his head, "You eat!" I'm not hungry. ”

It seems that Jiang Shiyue has really changed, and she is even willing to eat her nest.

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach rumbled.

Chen Shanhe pursed his lips.

Jiang Shiyue knew that this was an era of lack of food and clothing, and the supply of food was limited, and if you had money, you couldn't buy it casually.

Most people's quotas are not enough.

She is just an idler, and she needs this meal more than Chen Shanhe, who needs to work, not to mention that this meal is originally from someone else.

Jiang Shiyue thought about it and learned the tone of the original owner's underwhelming, and said in disgust: "This nest is too rough, I can't swallow it." ”

Chen Shanhe didn't speak again, picked up the nest head and gnawed it, his heart was easy to change, and his nature was difficult to change.

Hate is hate, but he knows how to deal with such a Jiang Shiyue.

Jiang Shiyue was hesitating to return the remaining half of the lunch box of white radish soup to Chen Shanhe, when she saw Yang Yang, who was sitting opposite, staring at the lunch box in front of her.

The upper layer of his lunch box is the steamed potatoes that Chen Shanhe just divided into small pieces for him, and the lower layer is also the radish soup with clear soup and little water.

Chen Shanhe followed Jiang Shiyue's gaze and landed on Yangyang's potatoes, frowning and reaching for the potatoes, but he was still a step too late.

Yang Yang grabbed the upper layer of the lunch box and threw it out.

The aluminum lunch box slammed into the brick-paved floor with a clatter, and potato chunks were scattered on the ground.

Jiang Shiyue looked at Chen Shanhe blankly, the original owner did not eat with their father and son, nor did he take care of Yangyang, so he had never encountered this situation.

Chen Shanhe bent down to pick up the lunch box on the ground, while explaining: "It was my negligence, he only likes to eat singular food." ”

"Singular?"

"Hmm. Like steamed potatoes should be divided into three, five, seven, and so on. Otherwise he loses his temper. ”

Chen Shanhe only watched Jiang Shiyue, forgot about it, and divided the potatoes into eight pieces.

Jiang Shiyue was shocked, "He knows how to count?" ”

"Perhaps." Chen Shanhe is not sure, he can't take Yangyang with him at any time when he has to work on weekdays, so he usually puts him at home.

Yangyang usually doesn't go out of the back room, and Jiang Shiyue doesn't care about him.

In addition, Yang Yang almost doesn't speak, and Chen Shanhe doesn't know if Yang Yang knows whether he knows how to count? Knowing the many and few.

will know that he likes singular numbers, and it is also the experience that Yang Yang summed up after falling the bowl several times.

As for whether Yang Yang is judged by numbers or something else, he is not clear.

Jiang Shiyue's eyes fell on Yang Yang, who had returned to calm after dropping the plate, thinking that this child might not just be an ordinary autism.

**

After eating, Chen Shanhe went to "work", and after Jiang Shiyue washed his clothes, he led the reluctant Yang Yang to dry his clothes outside the family hospital.

There are a few thick trees outside the courtyard wall of the family courtyard.

Jiang Shiyue pulled a rope between the two adjacent trees, and hung the thin clothes that had just been washed and the thick clothes to be dried on the ropes. Then, move a small bench and sit side by side with Yang Yang in the shade of the tree.

With the character of the original owner, if she didn't sit here and watch, it would be difficult to say what would happen to these clothes. Whether it's contaminated with feces, cut up, or thrown away, it's not surprising.

Yang Yang obviously didn't like the disruption of his daily routine, holding the edge of the bench with both hands and tapping constantly. But he is not as irritable as the potato pieces are cut into double numbers, and from time to time he will glance at Jiang Shiyue, who is drying clothes, and his mood will be slightly calmer.

Jiang Shiyue picked up a small piece of dead branches and wrote the ninety-nine multiplication table on the dirty ground.

Since Jiang Shiyue wrote down the first number, Yang Yang stopped flicking his fingers and looked at her without blinking.

After writing it, Jiang Shiyue told Yang Yang about the meaning of the ninety-nine multiplication table, such as how three times three equals nine, and how it was calculated.

The writing of Arabic numerals from zero to nine was demonstrated again. Then he asked Yang Yang uncertainly, "Can you understand?" ”

For three-year-olds, it is indeed a bit difficult to teach multiplication tables directly. However, Jiang Shiyue wanted to know if Yang Yang was a genius autism.

Genius! Of course, it can't be the same as ordinary children.

Yang Yang still didn't speak, only glanced up at Jiang Shiyue.

Jiang Shiyue couldn't guess what he meant by this glance, so she simply folded the dead branch in her hand in two pieces and handed one of them to Yangyang, "Let's play a good game, okay?" If you win, I'll treat you to meat tomorrow! If I win, you'll have to talk to me later. ”

Yang Yang didn't speak, but took the branch.

Jiang Shiyue pulled Yang Yang to turn around, turned her back to the ninety-nine multiplication table she wrote, and asked the exam question, "Two times three." ”

Jiang Shiyue quickly wrote a 6 first, and covered it with her feet to see Yangyang.