Chapter 95 These eyes really need to be cured
Ye Yanping's hair stood on end when he heard this. He looked at her in fear, "What are you talking about?"
Ye Yanlan lowered her head and smiled shyly, "A Ping, you're only one year younger than me, but you've always cared for me and didn't want me to get tired. Now that I think about it, you're the one who treated me the best. Do you think we could be considered childhood sweethearts?"
Ye Yanping got goosebumps all over his body and felt a chill. "Do you know what you're talking about... How could you have such an idea! You must be crazy... I, I'm so ashamed of you!"
After saying that, he turned around and left, not wanting to stay even for a second.
Ye Yanlan chased after him and said softly, "A Ping, think about it, which rich man doesn't have three wives and four concubines? If Huo Zhongnian, a fraud and a thief, can marry two, why can't you?"
Ye Yanping's face turned pale and he almost vomited. He ran away in panic.
He couldn't stand it anymore and was about to faint from anger!
This crazy woman defiled the sister-brother relationship that he missed most in his heart!
She is no longer the sister I remember!
From now on, whenever he thinks of her, he feels like vomiting!
Thinking that he had come to me on his own initiative, I wanted to slap myself a few times.
After running to the door of his house, Ye Yanping squatted in the corner and couldn't help vomiting.
Ye Yan'an stuck his head out of the window and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Ye Yanping stood up, leaning against the wall. He waved his hand and said, "Don't mention it. It's just a disgusting thing! Why don't you go back to your room and rest?"
"I have something to do." Ye Yan'an showed the blueprint in his hand. "Xiao Jiu gave me a blueprint a few days ago. I've been working on it for the past two days and want to make it as soon as possible."
Ye Yanping took a look and scratched his head to indicate that he didn't understand.
"Go to bed early and don't stay up too late." After giving the instructions, Ye Yanping returned to his room.
Early the next morning, the little ball, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up by the tickling.
Before he even opened his eyes, he started giggling, "Yeah!"
Xiao Wen and Xiao Wu gently touched her little face, "Sister, hurry up and get up. It's time to eat!"
"Today, my mother made some delicious meat patties!"
"Wow!" The little girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and she crawled to the bed and opened her arms for her brother to hold her.
Yunniang made pork pies and seaweed egg drop soup today.
Don’t ask where the seaweed came from. Of course, Xiaojiu got it from the space.
The pork pie has a crispy crust that is so crispy that it falls apart when you bite into it. The meat filling inside is salty, fresh and juicy, making you want to stop eating it after one bite.
The little girl held a meat pie that was bigger than her face and ate it with a look of enjoyment.
The other members of the Ye family looked at the black seaweed floating in the bowl and did not dare to eat it.
This dish looks like a ghost, a bit creepy.
"Old Ye, drink the soup, it's getting cold." Luo Qiuyue reminded considerately.
Everyone immediately looked at Ye Buwei.
Ye Buwei was completely unaware of this. He took a sip from the bowl, nodded, and praised, "Today's soup tastes delicious. Yunniang's cooking skills are getting better and better."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of slurping soup could be heard.
Ye Buwei: “…”
This eye really needs to be cured.
…
After breakfast, the Ye family started to get busy.
The eldest and second oldest went to the homestead to build a house, the third oldest made machines at home, Yunniang and Luo Qiuyue did housework, and Ye Buwei and the three youngest went to the martial arts training ground.
In the past, the little girl would always take the initiative to hold hands or ask for hugs, but today she just walked in front with her head down, ignoring Ye Buwei completely.
Ye Buwei reached out to hold her hand, but the little girl struggled and refused to let him hold her hand.
After walking a few steps, Ye Buwei stretched out his hand again, but the little dumpling struggled again and walked even faster.
Humph, she is angry and can’t be coaxed!
Ye Buwei was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He bent down and picked up the puffy little ball.
The little dumpling hugged himself with his chubby little arms, with his cute little face drooping and his pink cheeks puffed up like an angry little pufferfish.
"Xiao Jiu'er, are you still angry about your brain bag?"
The little girl pouted and hummed, her back straight, her dark eyes under her curved eyelashes looking up at the sky speechlessly.
Xiao Wen and Xiao Wu interpreted their sister's expression, "Grandpa, my sister doesn't want to pay attention to you!"
"Sister doesn't even want to look at you!"
Ye Buwei sighed, "Then can you help Grandpa ask, what can Xiaojiu do to forgive me?"
Little Dumpling quickly glanced at Ye Buwei and gave a look to his two brothers.
The two little ones understood immediately, "Grandpa, do you agree to everything I ask?"
Ye Buwei smiled and said, "As long as I can do it."
The little girl immediately released the hands that were wrapped around her, touched Ye Buwei's eyes, and said in a baby voice, "Brain, send your eyes?"
Ye Buwei's face turned stern.
Little Dumpling looked at him inquiringly, "Wooden money?"
Even if I don’t have money, I can find a way to make money!
Ye Buwei shook his head, "Xiaojiu, this is a long story. Can we talk about it when we get home tonight?"
“Okay!”
The little dumpling's temper came and went quickly, and soon he was hugging Ye Buwei's neck and laughing foolishly.
After arriving at the martial arts training ground, drums sounded and the children lined up and squatted in horse stance.
The village head came over and said to Ye Buwei, "Father Yanping, Master Zhao plans to teach the children to read and write starting tomorrow, so I'm afraid the time for martial arts training will be reduced in the future."
Ye Buwei nodded and said, "The children are energetic in the morning and not prone to sleepiness, which is suitable for sitting quietly and studying. In the afternoon, when they feel tired, practicing martial arts can just lift their spirits. How about we study literature in the morning and practice martial arts in the afternoon? What do you think, village head?"
The village head laughed heartily. "You and Master Zhao are saying exactly the same thing. There's no need for me to mediate."
When the children learned that they didn’t have to practice martial arts in the morning and afternoon, they cheered with joy.
The village head laughed and scolded, "You were begging to learn martial arts before, but now you think it's too hard? Don't be too happy too soon. Master Zhao is very strict. If you can't learn, you will be spanked!"
He picked up the pink little ball and said, "Xiao Jiu'er, the village head will take you to see Master Zhao, okay? Remember to behave well!"
The little girl blinked her big eyes and looked at the head of the village. Did entrance exams have to be taken in ancient times?
That couple...
The village head came to Zhao Xingjian's house carrying Xiaojiu.
After the abandoned house was repaired, Zhao Xingjian and his daughter moved out of the village headman's house. Although their living conditions were simple, they finally had a place to live.
Rustle, rustle, a slender girl is sweeping the yard with a broom.
The girl turned around after hearing the footsteps and came up to him briskly, "Uncle head of the village, please come in."
"Miss Rong, are you used to living here?"
"It's a habit. It has everything it needs. It's pretty good!" Zhao Ronger said. Suddenly, she was attracted by Xiaojiu. A surprised smile appeared on her fair oval face. "Uncle headman, whose baby is this? It's so cute!"
Lizhi laughed, "Xiaojiu'er, this is your sister Rong'er, Xiaojiu, can you please call her sister?"
The little dumpling opened his little mouth and said, "Zhezhe!"
"Hey! This little baby is so adorable!" Zhao Ronger stamped her feet at the cute little Jiu's soft voice. "Little Jiu, can you let me hold you?"
"Okay!" The little dumpling took the initiative to stretch out his little hand.
"Oh my god, Xiaojiu is so smart!" Zhao Ronger was so cute that her face was bleeding. She reached out and hugged the little baby in her arms, "Uncle head, my father is in the main room. Please go in and find him. I'll take Xiaojiu to play outside."
The village head laughed, "That won't do. I brought Xiaojiu here to see your father on purpose."
"Bring Xiaojiu to see my father, why?"
"Because your father said he won't take kids under three years old."
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