Under the suppression of Li Lan's eyes, Yu Feiwan and Yu Ping nodded in unison.

Li Lan smiled with satisfaction, "Mom is not restricting you from making friends, but to let you have a bottom in your hearts." ”

"Smoke your hair by the stove, be careful."

"When it's dry, go to bed and change your clothes."

"I'm busy with work during the day, so I can wash your clothes at night."

There was a deep tiredness in Li Lan's smiling voice.

At work, there is nothing that is not tired.

Especially for the physical work, in the soy sauce workshop, I pick up beans and ferment them in the tank, dry them, and stir them with a half-human-high shovel.

Supporting a family, the four words have always been heavy for ordinary people.

Seeing this, Yu Feiwan didn't rub it off, and dried his hair neatly.

"Mom, Pingping and I sleep in Grandma's room tonight."

Mainly, she was a little scared alone.

Although it is pleasing to the eye to see the coffin covered with red cloth too much, the black light blinds the fire, and the brain is out of control.

The picture that pops up is more terrifying than the other.

She needs Pinkie to give her courage.

Li Lan didn't raise her head, and said coolly, "Okay." ”

If you want to say who is the most favored in this family, it must be the old lady.

At Li Lan's urging, Yu Feiwan and Yu Ping got into the thick quilt, and the clothes they took off were all taken away by Li Lan.

Through the wall, you can still hear the movement of another room.

With the sound of clanging, Yu Feiwan didn't know when he fell asleep.

She had no dreams all night, and when she woke up, there were neatly folded clothes by the pillow.

Yu Feiwan woke up and didn't forget to drool Yu Ping, "Get up quickly." ”

Drooling so happily, what a beautiful dream.

Yu Pingteng sat up suddenly, dazed, and said something in his mouth, "I caught that chicken!" ”

Yu Feiwan: ......

"Whether you caught that chicken or not, I don't know."

"But I know you're going to have to wash your grandma's pillows."

Yu Feiwan said jokingly while putting on his clothes.

She knew that it was normal to grind her teeth and drool and fart while sleeping.

But she never knew that one person's saliva could flow so much.

It seems that last night's stewed chicken completely hooked out Yu Ping's gluttony.

Yu Ping's confused eyes instantly sobered up.

Looking at the puddle of water stains on the pillow, I blushed.

"Or, I'll change my name to Saliva Baby, right?"

Yu Feiwan: She just smiled and didn't speak.

When I got out of the West Hall, the winter wind blew on people's faces, as if they had been cut by a knife.

For people who are drowsy, it is definitely a weapon for second wakefulness.

Otherwise, she will sell Northwest Wind on online shopping platforms in the future.

Others sell sleep aids, but she sells wake-up artifacts.

Yu Feiwan rubbed his face with his hands, ran into the hall quickly, and as soon as he opened the heavy windshield curtain, he smelled the familiar aroma of millet porridge.

Three large water tanks, already full.

The corners of the walls are also neatly stacked with chopped firewood.

Hearing the sound, Li Lan turned around, "It's not late, I steamed some green onion steamed buns, and when Pingping comes back at noon, you can eat it hot." ”

Immediately after that, Li Lan strode towards the wall shared by the hall house and the west hall house, and patted the wall, with a loud voice, "You dead girl, you can't get up yet." ”

"Your dad and I are going to work."

"Those who don't go to school are all dressed, and you are still so abrasive when you go to school."

"Alright, alright, right away." Yu Ping's hurried voice came through the wall.

Li Lan quickly stuffed two large thick noodle steamed buns into the pitted aluminum lunch box that had been bumped a long time ago, and there were two large chopsticks of home-pickled pickles sandwiched into it, and hurriedly stuffed it into the bag.

Steamed buns, pickles, is the lunch that comes with it.

By noon, the steamed buns will be cold and hard.

"Mom, Dad's spleen and stomach are not good, and eating these will worsen my condition."

Li Lan said, "Tear the steamed bun into pieces and soak it in hot water, and eat it." ”

"If you don't eat, the hearts of those who are hungry until the afternoon will panic."

"No way, mom went to work first, your dad called me."

Yu Feiwan looked at the back of Li Lan leaving in a hurry wrapped in a headscarf, and couldn't help but sigh.

This identity is quite restricted.

But as long as you are at an age where you can make your own money, it is easy to find an excuse to buy things for your family.

It seems that the old lady has to be asked to go out again.

Yu Feiwan browsed the various things in the mall.

Insulated lunch boxes, necessities.

Malt cream?

She had faintly heard her mother mention it before, and her grandfather's heart was good.

In these years, for ordinary families, malt milk essence is a well-known luxury and is highly sought after.

Well, you have to redeem a box, too.

When I go to work in the winter, I brew a cup at noon, and my grandfather must be warm in my stomach.

Baked crispy shortbread also has to be exchanged for a box.

After Pingping went to school, she had to take Peng Peng to Lin Qingshan's house.

In the name of the old lady, it can seem taken for granted.

Yu Ping was gulping millet porridge and nibbling on steamed buns on the side, and did not forget to tell her in the interval, "It's not too late, wait for me to come back and have a hot meal." ”

"Okay."

Yu Feiwan packed Yu Ping's schoolbag and tried to save time.

Yu Ping swallowed the last bite of steamed buns, and rushed out of the house with her schoolbag.

Such a big movement did not wake up Yu Peng from beginning to end.

Yu Feiwan also yawned, washed the dishes and chopsticks, and lay down to sleep.

The entrance of the small ruined temple.

Lin Haihong, who was wandering and pacing, saw Yu Ping's figure, and his eyes brightened.

"Cousin."

Yu Ping, who rushed in, paused, "Cousin? ”

Yu Ping's heart was full of doubts, was the class bell she just heard fake?

Lin Haihong is not in a hurry, so she is not in a hurry.

Nine times out of ten, auditory hallucinations.

"What about the non-evening cousin?" Lin Haihong looked at the empty street and asked.

Yu Ping poured beans into the bamboo tube, "She is watching Peng Peng at home." ”

"Grandma is not at home, and my parents can't take care of Peng Peng when they go to work, so she will be in the second grade, so she will stay at home."

"Did the bell ring just now?"

Lin Haihong nodded stunnedly.

"Oops!" Yu Ping screamed in surprise, and didn't care about guessing Lin Haihong's thoughts, and sprinted into the classroom.

Not surprisingly, it was a class she needed to listen to standing up.

Lin Haihong returned to the classroom in a distraction, knowing in his heart that he was causing trouble to his uncle's family.

No, grandma's care for him is not a long-term solution.

He can't let his grandmother spend on him all the time.

He, is he able to stand up on his own.

With his grandmother's support, should he learn to protect himself?

Lin Haihong looked at the dense notes in front of him, and they seemed to have turned into two words: courage.

He can't let the people who feel sorry for him always worry about being tired.

Because he needed it, his grandmother and cousin would save him.

Now, he should also be needed by his cousin and aunt.

Well, it's time for him to stand up on his own.