Wang Juan and Fan Zhu also noticed the movement.
A little head popped out from the rolled-up quilt, with a face full of questions like “Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?”
"Aci is awake. Auntie will bring you some food."
Lin Yian rubbed his hair, and his already messy short hair became even more of a mess, and he put on his clothes.
"Thank you, Auntie. Grandma, how did I get here?"
Fan Zhu wiped the flour off her hands and pulled the quilt over her granddaughter. Even though the room was warm, it was still easy for her to catch a cold after just waking up.
"Your aunt helped you put on your clothes, and your father carried you here. They all went up the mountain, so they just carried you here first."
Lin Yian rubbed his eyes. He didn't expect her to sleep so soundly. It seemed...
I didn’t get enough sleep yesterday afternoon!
Lin Yian took the towel from Fan Zhu's hand and wiped his face, then folded the quilt and placed it on the kang cabinet.
"Ah Ci, come, drink this porridge quickly. There is also an egg."
"Thank you, Auntie."
Lin Yian peeled the egg and took a bite. The eggs laid by the chickens he raised at home were delicious!
After Lin Yi'an ate a few bites, hesitantly asked, "Grandma, is Brother Ji out too?"
Fan Zhu pinched the bun in her hand and placed it on the bamboo plate: "Yes, he said he went to the county to pick someone up, the Xiao Fang who came to our house before."
"Oh. I see..."
Lin Yian took another bite of the egg in his hand. He fell asleep around twelve o'clock last night. Ji Zebai must have gone back after that. It was only half past seven now.
The earliest bus leaves at seven o'clock. If you want to go to the commune to take the bus, you have to leave at that time.
What should I do if I suddenly feel a little guilty?
Lin Yian couldn't help but take a few big gulps of porridge to suppress the tiny amount of emotion the size of a fingernail in her heart.
"Ah Ci, would you like another bowl?"
Wang Juan rarely saw the little girl eating so quickly. She must be very hungry.
"No. I'll just drink this."
"Okay. Your eldest brother said this morning that this porridge tastes better than before. That brat doesn't even know how to speak truthfully when he says nice things."
Lin Yian put down the bowl of porridge with a guilty conscience: "That's right! Every day, Auntie's cooking tastes better than the day before. It's not just today."
Wang Juan and Fan Zhu were both laughing so hard that the steamed buns they were holding lost some of their shape, so they had to redo them.
Finally, Wang Juan pulled off the dough that was stuck to the wall of the porcelain basin, rolled it into a miniature steamed bun and placed it on a bamboo plate to finish off the first important task of the day.
"Mom, these are almost enough for the New Year. Let me pick up the previous pot first."
"good."
Fan Zhu took a pair of crutches from the edge of the kang and handed them to Lin Yian: "Ah Ci, try it and see if it fits your hand."
It was obvious that the crutch was newly made, and it was made according to her body size.
"Okay! Grandma, when did uncle make this? I'll be done soon. Isn't it a bit of a waste to make this?"
"As long as it's useful, it's not a waste." Fan Zhu helped Lin Yi'an take the shoes from under the kang. "When your uncle makes furniture for others, there will always be some leftovers. Look, these are all pieced together."
Lin Yian took a closer look and found that it was indeed like that. It felt a bit like the secret compartment in his grandmother's box.
Lin Yian tried to take two steps forward, and the pain in his ankle was not much.
In that case, perhaps she could drink more spiritual spring water to speed up her recovery, and then the crutches could become her cover!
Uncle! What a good man!
Lin Yian seemed to have got a new toy. He walked around the house with a cane, trying to find the most suitable way.
The other side.
Fang Chi shook the luggage bag in his hand and raised his eyebrows to look at Ji Zebai beside him: "Brother Ze, is it appropriate for us to take these?"
Ji Zebai stuffed the last can of food into the bag in his hand: "It's not good to go to someone else's house for the New Year empty-handed, these are just right."
Look at how attentive you are. If someone doesn't know you, they would think you are going to your father-in-law's house.
Fang Chi thought of this and said jokingly: "Brother Ze, do you really like that girl?"
They knew which girl they were talking about.
"yes."
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