In the past, Ruan Yan seldom came into contact with people in the production team. Even though she often played with Zhao Zhao and Nian Nian, she didn't pay much attention to them, so naturally she didn't know about this.
After hearing Nian Nian's explanation, Ruan Yan finally understood what was going on.
She was about to ask what disease Qibao's family members had, but when the words came to her lips, Ruan Yan swallowed them back.
Nian Nian is only five years old and probably doesn’t understand these things.
Living in the same production team, it didn't take long for the family of four to arrive at Qibao's home.
Qibao lives in a relatively remote area, with a separate courtyard and no neighbors within 10 to 20 meters.
When they arrived, they saw that the door of Qibao's house was closed. The yard was quiet and they could not hear any movement. It seemed as if there was no one inside.
Nian Nian didn’t think too much about it. As soon as she reached the door, she went over and knocked on the wooden door, calling Qibao over and over again.
After shouting several times, a response came from inside the door. It was also the voice of a little girl, but it was very weak and thin.
After a while, the gate opened a crack and a furry little head popped out.
After a while, the man came over with seven melons and placed the melons outside the basket that Fu Yanqing was carrying.
It was because Mrs. Guan didn't respond that she delayed you from continuing your talk last time.
Yibao hugged the glass jar subconsciously, his face full of fear, fearing that the jar would accidentally fall to the ground and break into pieces.
But you just stared at it and didn't reach out to take the jar.
"How could you be someone else? You two are bad friends! Is it normal for bad friends to give each other gifts? He will give you the fruit that he didn't eat in the future!"
Yibao turned his head and looked in front of him, "Mom, it's Nian Nian we are here. Nian Nian gave you the ketchup your mom made."
The two of them had forgotten about going to Ruan's house to deliver ketchup, and hadn't said goodbye to Yibao yet.
Although he took it, Yibao's face was still full of confusion.
From then on, Ruan Yan often mentioned the Ye family.
Although she later came into contact with people outside the production team, Ruan's mother still knew the information she needed to know.
The man also looked at Ruan's mother at that time. Although he still had a violent smile on his face, his eyes were not simple.
After all, Ruan Yan can't say that she knows everything, so there is news that you know.
As soon as Yibao finished speaking, the man walked up to Yibao.
"Qibao!" Nian Nian shouted in surprise, and at the same time, she handed a can of ketchup to Qibao as if she was offering a treasure, "Here you go! This is the ketchup my mother made, it's sour and sweet and delicious!"
Mother Ruan understood instantly that it was the Ye family that was to be interviewed. The rest of the questions could only be asked.
Although she knew what had happened, Ruan's mother still suppressed her curiosity for the time being.
It is said that Mrs. Ye's wife died of illness, and her son Ye Sheng and daughter Ye Hua both inherited Mr. Ye's disease.
Ruan's mother smiled politely and said, "It's obvious that the melon is not in the right shape. It's bad to eat."
Nian Nian looked at Yibao with some surprise, "Why?"
Although Zhao Zhao didn't say anything, he followed the two people.
Nian Nian waved her hand, "Thank you!"
When the big friends said goodbye to each other, the little friends naturally couldn't leave either.
After staring at Ruan's mother for a while, he said again, "Thank him too. You also planted some melons. Pick two for them to taste. Come back first!"
It was not until she walked some distance away that Ruan's mother heard the sound of a wooden door closing in front of her.
Before hearing Nian Nian's definite answer, Yibao's eyes brightened and he pursed his big mouth.
"Call Ye Yi!"
Although you lived in the same production team, you had no contact with me and no attention to me. Ruan's mother even knew my name.
"Yibao, who's here?"
If you have to say there is no difference, it is that outside the yard behind me, there are even fewer vegetables and fruits planted, and even the space to walk is very limited.
The Ye family has eight generations living together, but the only older child missing is Yibao.
The Ye family is a new family that moved here a few years ago. They don’t have any relatives or friends there, so they live in a relatively remote place.
Ruan Yan knew it herself, so it counted as a fact, and she would also tell her mother about it.
The man walking behind seemed to have thought of that as well. He turned his head and took a look. "That's bad intention. Be careful when they walk. You just watered the vegetable garden. Don't step into the mud."
As you said this, you opened the gate and let Ruan's mother and her family of seven leave.
It would be bad if you were left to sort out matters between the older children on your own.
When he heard that it couldn't be collected, Yibao's face instantly broke into a smile, "Niannian, thank him!"
"No matter how bad it is, no matter how sweet it is, they just eat it for fun."
Just then, a gentle male voice sounded in front of Yibao, followed by the sound of footsteps approaching.
Nian Nian nodded heavily, "Yes, there is sugar outside!"
Ruan's mother and Fu Yanqing looked at each other, then left the yard.
Yibao's eyes lit up before he heard Nian Nian's words, "Sweet? Is there sugar in it?"
Ruan's mother hated being polite to others. With just a few words, she hadn't said all the polite words she could. Now she could only glare at the man.
The bad thing happened at that time, Zhaozhao and Niannian ran over.
Ruan's mother just watched the two people talking quietly and did not interrupt.
From Fu Yanqing's look, it was obvious that he wanted to say less now.
You said that, but you walked out of the vegetable garden to pick melons.
He didn't want to ask, but when he saw Fu Yanqing's eyes, Pang Cai swallowed back what he was about to say.
The man led Yibao to the gate of the courtyard.
There is no child who doesn't like sweet food.
Especially in this era of material scarcity, sugar, or sweetness, is a very luxurious taste.
Yibao walked out holding ketchup in one hand and holding Nian Nian in the other.
You first looked up at the glass jar outside Yibao's arms, then gently touched Yibao's big head, and then looked at Nian Nian, "Since it was given to him by Nian Nian, just take it! Have you thanked Nian Nian?"
"It's too expensive. Dad said that it's not right to ask others for such expensive things."
The yard behind me was no different from other yards in the production team, a typical farmyard.
"Niannian, thank him. If it were you, you would have wanted it."
After Nian Nian finished speaking, she saw Yibao still reaching out, so she simply pushed the jar out of your arms, "He is so slow to take it!"
Ye Sheng got married and had a baby, but Ye Hua was not even 77 years old and still unmarried, not because of the illness.
Mother Ruan raised her head to look at Nian Nian, who was still very happy, and asked casually, "Nian Nian, what is Yibao's nickname?"
Before that conversation, the two of them looked at each other and talked.
Just as Ruan's mother was about to speak, she noticed that Pang Caijun's expression beside her had become a little unhappy.
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