The light was too dim last night and I couldn’t see clearly, but when the morning sun shone on me, I was even more dazzling than yesterday.
If it weren't for the fact that he and Nie Xiaofeng had been wearing the same pants since elementary school, Zeng Shitou would have to admit that even Yan Mingli, who was carrying a bucket of water, was a handsome guy who could charm little girls.
With his tall and handsome appearance, if he stood in front of the county cinema, there would be countless beautiful girls who would be eager to invite him to watch a movie.
However, because he was a brother of Nie Xiaofeng, he could only pass by him with a cold and contemptuous face, and then snort disdainfully when he was far enough away.
Yan Mingli had no feelings for Zeng Shitou, who was timid, trouble-making, and always picked on the weak.
Ignoring him, I continued to stride towards the river. Since I got up early, I didn't meet many members, but that didn't stop a few of them from staring at me with wide eyes.
Is this the eldest son of the Yan family? Was the man carrying the bucket just now Yan Mingli? I must have wiped the eye mucus clean this early in the morning!
No wonder my husband kept chattering when he came home last night. I thought he was just bragging, but it turns out he was really the case!
The crowd's exclamations and murmurs continued until Yan Mingli reached the river. As for the women who were also drawing water from the river, and how many of them were so startled that they dropped their buckets into the river, he was not interested.
Picking up two full buckets of water, he hurried forward at great speed, and was about to run into a militia squad that had just finished its patrol.
Normally, the militia should have already withdrawn and gone home by this time, but I didn't expect to meet them here again.
Yan Mingli leaned against the roadside with his bucket. He waited until the group of people passed by him before he continued walking home with big strides.
In the mountain trough at the end of August, the wind was slightly cool in the morning and evening. When Mo Yutong woke up with a soft hum, stretching lazily, the morning light was shining warmly through the window paper onto the end of the bed.
There was a moment of confusion in his eyes, and then he sat up and looked at the ground beside the bed, but the boy was no longer there.
He got up really early! Mo Yutong rubbed his eyes, stepped on his white mesh shoes, yawned slightly, and walked into the kitchen.
There was a low fire burning in the stove, and half a pot of water was boiling. The water was about to boil, and it was emitting white hot steam.
Opening the cupboard and taking out the toothbrush and tooth powder on the far left, Mo Yutong decided to finish the washing process first and then make breakfast for everyone.
Just as Mo Yutong finished washing up and was standing in front of the bedroom cabinet applying cold cream blindly, a creaky sound of a door opening was heard outside the yard.
She took a few steps back, stuck her head out and saw Yan Mingli coming back with a load of water, sweating all over his face.
"Brother Li, let me help you." Mo Yutong trotted out of the kitchen, picked up half of the jar lid, and placed it on the other half.
"Mingcheng and the others haven't gotten up yet?" Yan Mingli looked at the energetic little girl, smiled, and gently tilted the bucket rope, and the water flowed into the water tank.
"Not yet." Seeing that he was sweating all over, Mo Yutong trotted over to get a towel and raised his arm to wipe the sweat off his face.
"I'm not tired, you can do it yourself." Yan Mingli looked at her embarrassedly, but ripples of joy were rippling in his chest.
"I know Brother Li is powerful, biubiubiu, love shooting!" Squinting her right eye and making a pistol shape with her right hand, Mo Yutong made a cute gesture towards his heart with a delicate face.
"You... are naughty!" Yan Mingli had never seen such a cute little girl before. His handsome face flushed and he lowered his brows and smiled dotingly, then hurriedly put the empty bucket and shoulder pole into the firewood shed.
"Brother Li, you got up too early. I didn't have time to say good morning to you!" After washing and wrung out the towel and putting it back on the clothesline, Mo Yutong stood in front of him with a smile on her face.
"..." Wasn't the word "good morning" already in the sentence? Did she need to say it again solemnly? The little girl was really versatile and never repeated herself.
"Good morning! Brother Mingli!" Just when Yan Mingli was confused, Mo Yutong had already stood on tiptoe, and her soft lips gently pressed against his chin.
In fact, she really wanted to move a little higher, but this obviously required someone's cooperation.
Otherwise, even if she stretched her instep into a straight line, she still couldn't reach his head, which was instinctively raised by reflex! Damn his height! Humph!
"Good morning! Sister Yutong!" Wenrou had left, but Yan Mingli felt a little unsatisfied.
He stared at the little girl with a smile as she stared at his lips, looking eager to make a move. His earlobes felt a little hot, and he was glad that he was a full head taller than the little girl.
"An energetic day starts with a wonderful good morning kiss." The little girl stretched out her right hand and smiled brightly.
"Hmm!" Listening to the little girl's words, Yan Mingli felt his ears getting hotter and his heart getting softer. He said gently, "I'll make breakfast."
"Let me do it! I want to make it for Brother Li myself." Yan Mingli couldn't refuse the little girl's soft tone, so he could only nod gently.
Turning around, he ran into the kitchen to get a large bowl, then walked happily into the bedroom. Mo Yutong took out four eggs from the cabinet, and then took one more after thinking about it.
Yan Mingli, who followed in, gazed tenderly at his cheerful and lovely little girl, his eyes filled with affection that even the bright sunshine could not melt.
In the past, he was very busy every morning, making fire, cooking, fetching water and chopping wood, then eating in a hurry and rushing to the brigade headquarters.
Now that the little girl was here, he suddenly felt an incomparable sense of ease and comfort, a comfort that he had almost forgotten that kept flowing through his body.
Only after seeing the little girl pick up the eggs and run into the kitchen like a happy little bird did Yan Mingli walk to the bed and start calling the two children to get up.
Yan Mingcheng didn't have to worry too much. He could get up and sit up by himself after being called a few times, but he was still a little confused.
Yan Mingxue refused to get up no matter how much she was called. She just rolled around on the bed holding the quilt and refused to open her eyes.
"Your skirt is wrinkled." Yan Mingli's harsh words frightened Yan Mingxue so much that she quickly stood up from the bed.
"Brother, brother, is my skirt wrinkled? Where is it wrinkled?" Touching the wrinkles on the beautiful skirt, Yan Mingxue felt so uncomfortable that her eyes turned red.
"Don't cry, sister. I will definitely find a way." Yan Mingcheng, who had already put on his shoes, quickly comforted her.
"I'm going to find my sister." Yan Mingxue immediately slid off the bed, put on her net shoes and ran towards the kitchen.
In the large pot in the kitchen, boiled eggs were being cooked, and in the clay pot, hot water was simmering. Mo Yutong was sinking her consciousness into the space to get the buns she had left at the braised meat shop yesterday.
"Sister, sister." Yan Mingxue rushed in and hugged her legs anxiously, almost making her throw the buns she was holding back into the space.
She hurriedly pretended to be nonchalant as she put the buns on the plate, lowered her eyes and smiled, "Go brush your teeth and wash your face first, you can eat later."
"Sister, your skirt is wrinkled!" Yan Mingxue raised her head, her face full of tears.
"It's okay. After dinner, sister will find a way to smooth Xue'er's skirt." Mo Yutong rubbed her head and said with a smile.
"Sister, you are so nice!" Yan Mingxue was very happy to get Mo Yutong's promise.
She then wiped away the tears that were about to fall, ran to the gutter, brushed her teeth and washed her face with Yan Mingcheng, and prepared to have a delicious breakfast.
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