Whether it is Yu Ping or Yu Peng, their understanding of cakes is limited to unfamiliar illustrations in textbooks and unreal images seen on black-and-white TV.

Yu Feiwan raised his eyebrows, is it a little inappropriate to change the cake.

Especially Yu Peng's love to show off and have a trumpet-like character.

She can conjure the cake now, and tomorrow the whole village will know that she is a demon.

"Not now."

"However, if you are willing to admit that I am your sister, I will have enough cake in this life."

Yu Peng snorted, his big eyes revealing a clear stupidity similar to Yu Ping's.

Yu Ping's eyebrows were crooked, and she patted Yu Peng's little head, "Fei Wan is not here to compete with you for favor, but to lead our family to live a good life." ”

"If you don't want to admit that this sister is not late, I won't take you with you for a good life."

"In the future, I will eat cakes and drink soda every day, and you will eat the nest and drink white water."

"Scream or not."

"Yu Peng, I'll count to three!"

Yu Feiwan was a dog, shaking his head and shaking his head.

"Sister!" Yu Peng immediately made a decision, closed his eyes, and shouted.

While shouting, he didn't forget to hold the beef cubes in Yu Feiwan's palm.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, since Yu Peng called out the first sister, it seems that he instantly threw away all the burdens and surrounded Yu Feiwan, the sister is long, the sister is short, and she is as familiar as a natural brother and sister.

Yu Feiwan: Tut-tut, my uncle always has to call her sister, what should I do, wait online, I'm in a hurry.

When Yu Feiwan was playing with Yu Peng, Yu Ping had already baked two big sweet potatoes with ease.

A familiar scent, more familiar than a scent is an ugly appearance.

said that it is like a black mouse, it is all modest.

Seeing Yu Ping turning out the roasted sweet potato from the stove, Yu Peng very easily laid out the textbooks that had not had time to put away on the side, and said like a treasure, "Sister, put it up quickly." ”

Yu Ping: ......

She also clearly remembered the reason why she was woken up by Fei Wan.

Ahem, she studied immortal, and she smoked with roasted sweet potatoes.

At this moment, the silence was deafening.

Yu Ping held the roasted sweet potato, looked at the textbook in front of her, smiled wryly, and remained motionless.

Yu Peng blinked and simply lifted the textbook.

This scene is very funny.

Yu Feiwan held back a smile, trotted out a large pot lid from the cabinet, and took the roasted sweet potato.

Yu Peng muttered, "I also said that I didn't come to compete for favor." ”

Alas, he is really the most pitiful child in the world, and his sister doesn't need him to take baked sweet potatoes.

Yu Ping exhaled, put one roasted sweet potato in front of her, and the other in front of Yu Feiwan, and was about to bite into it.

Yu Peng's eyes widened, "What about mine?" ”

In the immature voice, there was a cry of grievance.

Yu Ping smacked her lips and frowned, wondering, "I remember someone saying that they didn't like to eat baked sweet potatoes by nature." ”

"In the school, the teacher said that you can't force others to do things you don't like."

"Peng Peng, you don't have to wronged yourself."

Yu Peng:( ́・_・')

"No grievances, no grievances."

"Sister, I wasn't born, I was born by my mother."

Yu Fei, who was tearing the sweet potato skin, gave Yu Peng a look at him late, this little mouth is quite coincidental.

Yu Ping smiled brightly and wantonly, dividing the roasted sweet potato in front of her into two.

Yu Ping, who was teasing Yu Peng and was teasing, turned her head and saw Yu Feiwan who was sobbing quietly with teary eyes.

"Not late?"

Yu Ping panicked and wanted to wipe her tears for Yu Feiwan.

Yu Feiwan's tears fell more and more, like a river bursting its embankment, crying uncontrollably.

In her memory, the days when she and her mother depended on each other were not easy.

When she was a child, a small leaky house was all she and her mother had.

Every rainy day in summer and snowy day in winter, she and her mother would put pots and pans on the ground, and the sound of rain dripping and falling into the basin was engraved in her mind for a long time in her childhood.

Even in that small house that leaked rain, my mother would also make roasted sweet potatoes and boiled sweet potatoes for her during the snowflake season.

This mouthful of roasted sweet potatoes is like the WeChat chat box that has not been replied to for more than a thousand days and nights, and it is displayed again for re-entry.

The dense news has finally found its direction.

At such a warm and happy moment, she didn't want to shed tears.

She also thought she could take it.

But......

When she took a bite of the sweet potato, all the thoughts came to her face in an instant, drowning her reason.

It seems that only tears can make her breathe.

Yu Feiwan put the roasted sweet potato on the lid of the pot, hugged Yu Ping's neck with both hands, lay on Yu Ping's shoulder, and cried a lot.

Yu Ping tensed her body, her little hands were clumsy, and she gently patted Yu Feiwan's back like her mother.

By mistake, such a move gave Yu Feiwan great peace of mind.

"Grilled ......"

"The roasted sweet potatoes are so delicious."

After a while, Yu Feiwan wiped the tears on his face, choked up, and found a lame reason.

"I've never eaten such a delicious roasted sweet potato."

Yu Ping's hand was gently covered on her chest, and she always felt sour and heavy in her heart.

A strange and complicated, but extraordinarily strong feeling, swept over.

It turns out that if she doesn't cry late, she will be so sad.

Yu Ping sniffed and thought for a moment.

It seems that she is really destined to be a family, and she should be a family by nature.

"Don't cry."

"If you like, I'll bake more for you later."

"That's it, that's it, if my mother finds out, I will have to share the scolding together, and I can't do it alone."

Yu Ping scratched her head and opened her mouth innocently.

Yu Peng on the side, with a puffed chest, and a childlike voice, "With me, it will be fine." ”

"Mom found out, and you said I wanted to eat, but Mom was reluctant to scold me."

"That, Sister Feiwan, my roasted sweet potatoes will be eaten for you too."

In Yu Peng's naïve and immature cognition, Yu Feiwan is a pitiful person.

Because he has never seen anyone who eats baked sweet potatoes and thinks they are so delicious that they cry.

Alas, Sister Feiwan must have suffered a lot.

Okay, he's a man, so reluctantly accept this sister,

"Eat fast, eat fast."

"You can't cry after eating." Yu Peng held the sweet potato, blocked Yu Feiwan's mouth, and urged without saying anything.

Yu Feiwan: ......

Yu Ping, like Yu Peng, stared at her with burning eyes.

Yu Feiwan pursed her lips, knowing that she should have changed her reason.

These two roasted sweet potatoes are really big.

Will she be on the task of pampering Xiao Yu and die before she succeeds.

"I eat, I eat."

Yu Fei was in pain and happy.

Roasted sweet potatoes in his stomach, Yu Feiwan touched his stomach and burped with difficulty.

She wanted to be modest, but Yu Ping and Yu Peng didn't give her a chance.