"Yes, yes, today is a good day. I can't cry. It's such a good day. I can't cry."
"I made a fool of myself by showing these kids my stuff." Wan Xiu wiped her tears, stood up, looked at Qin Miaomiao and the others, smiled, and felt a little embarrassed.
Qin Miaomiao and Liu Mengzhu also smiled and didn't say much.
Qin Miaomiao, who is always talkative, doesn't know what to say now.
"Come on, go in, go in. I knew you were coming today, and your uncle and the others didn't go to the fields. It just so happens that they're out fetching water, so they're not at home either."
As he spoke, he pulled a few people into the yard.
The Tian family's courtyard is a little different from the Pei family's.
It's a little small, but there are a lot of things in it. There's a lot of firewood piled up in the yard, and there are also a lot of dried vegetables drying in the sun.
In the yard, two half-grown children were sitting on the ground playing with mud. One of them was holding a leaf with mud on it.
Qin Miaomiao knew at a glance that they were playing house.
The mud on the leaves, maybe it’s the food they made themselves?
Qin Miaomiao watched with great interest.
I even walked over and gently asked, "Is this dish you made edible?"
The two children raised their heads and glanced at Qin Miaomiao.
Then pout.
"It's edible. This is edible. I made it. It's very good." The younger child, probably only four years old, wiped the snot from his face fiercely, spread the snot very evenly on his face, then raised the leaf in his other hand and looked at Qin Miaomiao.
"I don't believe it."
Qin Miaomiao said.
When the little brother heard that Qin Miaomiao didn't believe what he said, he raised his leaf and was about to pour mud into his mouth.
As long as she eats it herself, she will believe what I say, right?
At such a young age, his thoughts are so simple.
The older brother grabbed his younger brother's hand.
"Gousheng, are you stupid? This is fake, how can you eat it?"
Qin Miaomiao raised her eyebrows. It seemed that there was still a smart one among them.
"Brother, this is the dish I made. It's okay if it's inferior." Gousheng obviously insisted on his own idea. This was obviously the dish he made. Why couldn't he eat it?
It’s fine if others don’t believe me, but my brother clearly made it with me, so why does he say I can’t eat it?
Goudan was also speechless.
"Are you stupid? This is obviously mud. It's fake. We're just playing house. Don't take it seriously."
Goudan looked at Qin Miaomiao again, looking at her a little warily.
"Who are you and why are you here at my house? Don't think that just because my brother is stupid, you can bully him."
As he spoke, Goudan had already held his younger brother in his arms.
Qin Miaomiao was amused by the child.
Goudan wanted to say something, but Wanxiu came over and slapped him on the head.
"Speak nicely, this is your cousin, you little brat, take your brother and go wash your hands."
After being hit twice by his grandmother, Goudan immediately calmed down, stood up obediently, patted the mud off his body, and then patted the mud off his younger brother.
During this time, he also glanced at Qin Miaomiao.
There was a hint of reluctance in his eyes.
Qin Miaomiao took out two candies from her pocket and handed them to the two children.
Gousheng’s eyes lit up when he saw Tang.
His saliva dripped down bit by bit, and his eyes were almost glued to Qin Miaomiao's hands.
"Okay, take it and eat it." Qin Miaomiao smiled and wanted to reach out and touch the child's head.
But when I saw that black, muddy bald head, I thought about it and decided to give up.
"Brother, Tang, I want to." Gousheng looked at his brother.
Qin Miaomiao also looked at him.
Children aged seven or eight look like small bean sprouts.
Because of malnutrition, he looks a little short.
"Goudan, right? Do you want some candy?" Qin Miaomiao put the candy in front of Goudan.
Goudan shook his head vigorously, but when he shook his head, all the saliva in his mouth came out.
"Brother, I want it." Gousheng was anxious. It was a torture to see that he couldn't eat the candy.
Why doesn't my brother want it? Is it because he doesn't like it?
"No, I can't take it. Mom said I can't eat things given by others." Goudan swallowed hard and looked away.
"Goudan, I'm not someone else. Am I not your aunt?"
Pei Qingyuan pushed the wheelchair over.
Look at Qin Miaomiao and the two children.
I have to say that Qin Miaomiao looks very interesting like this.
"Aunt, it's not anyone else." Gousheng also nodded heavily.
Qin Miaomiao peeled off a candy and placed it next to Gousheng's mouth: "Yes, you are right. I am your aunt, not someone else. You can eat what I give you."
Gousheng pouted and looked at his brother.
The aroma of the candy had already reached his nose, and he swallowed hard.
I really want to eat it.
"What's wrong? You won't eat the food your aunt gives you?" Qin Miaomiao showed a hurt expression.
How could Gousheng, who is so young, be a match for Qin Miaomiao?
Seeing Qin Miaomiao like this, he hurriedly put the candy into his mouth.
The sweetness and milky flavor exploded in his mouth, and Gousheng's eyes lit up.
Saliva even overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
This was the first time he had eaten such delicious candy.
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