They ate breakfast very quickly, especially Yan Mingxue. If the rice porridge was not still a little hot, she would have wanted to pour the whole bowl of porridge directly into her mouth. However, the speed was still astonishing.
"Sister, I'm done eating!" Yan Mingxue pursed her lips happily. Rice porridge is the most delicious thing, but it's a pity that you can't eat as much as you want.
"Xue'er, be good. Sister will be there soon." Mo Yutong, who was sitting on a low square stool, quickly picked up the rice grains.
She used to eat porridge with a spoon, and this was her first time using chopsticks, so her speed was a little slower.
"Sister, I'm done eating too." Yan Mingcheng deliberately slowed down his pace, but when he saw that Mo Yutong was almost done, he immediately sped up and drank up all the porridge in two or three gulps.
Seeing that the three of them had finished their meals, Yan Mingli quickly finished all the rice porridge and braised dishes, and then quickly cleared away the dishes.
"Sister, I'll return the handkerchief to you. Thank you, sister!" Yan Mingcheng took the snow-white handkerchief from the branch supporting the clothesline and handed it back to Mo Yutong.
"Chengcheng, be good. I can go out after changing my clothes." Mo Yutong took the handkerchief and smiled embarrassedly at Yan Mingcheng and Yan Mingxue.
Yan Mingcheng understood immediately, and immediately took his sister's hand, left the bedroom, and closed the door.
When the door opened again, Yan Mingxue, who was standing by the door, couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, which attracted Yan Mingli, who had just cleaned up the kitchen, to stride over hurriedly.
After just a moment's approach, Yan Mingli was stunned by the lively girl in front of him, and he exclaimed in his heart the same way as Yan Mingxue did.
Mo Yutong, with two pigtails, was wearing a military green short-sleeved casual top and military green trousers with a thin leather belt on her trousers, which made her waist look even more slender.
She was wearing a pair of white shoes that he had never seen before, and a military bag was slung across her chest.
The little girl is so beautiful! Like the most beautiful flower on the hillside, like the most graceful pine tree in the forest, like the warmest sun in the morning, and like the gentlest moon at night.
But would a girl like this really like me and be willing to date me?
The seeds of lack of confidence are rolling in my heart, as if looking for the most suitable soil.
"Brother Li, doesn't it look good?" Seeing her boy frown slightly, Mo Yutong grabbed the end of her braid and was a little nervous.
Although she was quite confident about her appearance, she still wanted to hear his compliments the most.
"Pretty." Yan Mingli had to admit that the little girl would become the most popular girl in the surrounding area.
Thinking about those young men who might appear in front of the little girl, each of them would be better than him, and some of them even had high school education like Nie Xiaofeng.
The sudden sense of crisis and lack of confidence rushed into Yan Mingli's heart, and he began to have wild thoughts.
"Brother Li..." The little girl stared at his dark eyes and suddenly realized something.
She approached him and hooked her hand around his shirt. She stood on tiptoe and whispered softly in his ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I'm yours."
Mine? Such an ambiguous sentence instantly made the boy's brain buzz, and his brain kept playing those four words over and over again uncontrollably.
"So, Brother Li, don't worry." The little girl loosened her skirt, twirled her braids with her fingers, and looked at him with a smile.
I am yours, I am yours, and the little girl is his.
"I'm not worried." The boy's ears were burning, and even his neck had turned red. The embarrassment of having his thoughts exposed made his voice much lower.
"..." Mo Yutong stopped talking and just stared at him without blinking, as if she had been bewitched by her young man.
The boy's voice, which he lowered deliberately at this moment, was too magnetic, like a strong spring wine. Even if you just tasted it, you would be intoxicated by it and unable to extricate yourself.
Like the unrestrained and indulgent wind on those nights, it entangled her delicate and moist lips, and in the low murmurs and whispers, she sang as she wandered alone in the fragrant paths of the small garden.
The little girl's rosy face contained a spring feeling that Yan Mingcheng and Yan Mingxue could not understand, but Yan Mingli could vaguely sense.
In the early morning light of late August, countless emotions that had never appeared before surged in my heart, swaying and swaying! Swaying and swaying! Swaying until I walked away in disgrace without confidence, and love was faintly sprouting.
"Xue'er, come here, let me comb your hair." Mo Yutong took the lead in breaking the ambiguity and greeted Yan Mingxue who was standing aside with curious eyes.
She was afraid that if she didn't speak up, her boy would become like a steamed crab, cute and red all over.
"Sister, can I have the same braids as you?" Yan Mingxue excitedly rushed to Mo Yutong, raised her head and looked at her with hope in her eyes.
"Sure. Not only will I braid Xueer's hair, but I'll also give her two cute little hairpins." Mo Yutong pressed Yan Mingxue onto a low square stool, and he moved a chair and sat behind her.
When Yan Mingli and Yan Mingcheng saw that she was about to comb her sister's hair, they immediately stared at her hands like two curious babies.
Mo Yutong could understand Yan Mingcheng's curiosity, but what was going on with Brother Li?
Could it be that the boy was still shy, but was too embarrassed to run away, so he could only divert his gaze and force himself to remain calm.
But it’s good that the boy learned how to comb his hair. Think about Xue’er, a cute little girl, having a messy hair every day. It’s really too hard for her!
In order to help her boy learn faster, Mo Yutong said while gently combing her hair, "I'll comb Xue'er's hair first, and then tie it with a rubber band."
As he spoke, he took out a bunch of rubber bands wrapped with wool from his military bag and spread them in front of Yan Mingxue, "What color does Xue'er like?"
Looking at the colorful rubber bands in her sister's palm, Yan Mingxue felt that her eyes were not enough.
Bright red, tender pink, bright golden, pure milky white, and the same army green as my sister's clothes.
"Sister, I want to wear this." Yan Mingxue said, pointing to the army green rubber band.
In fact, she likes bright red colors, but she also wants to be like her sister.
"This time we'll use military green for Xue'er, next time we'll use this bright red, and then we'll give Xue'er every color." Mo Yutong lowered her eyes and smiled at Yan Mingxue, took out two military green rubber bands and wrapped them around her wrists, then put the rest into her shoulder bag.
Comb your hair straight and part it in a straight line from the crown to the nape of your neck. Secure one side with an elastic band and start braiding the other side.
The little girl's fingers deftly divided the hair into three strands, which she then crossed and tightened continuously. Soon a braid was formed in her hands.
I saw her tie the end of the braid with a rubber band, then fold the braid in half and turn it upside down at the end, and then pull out the rubber band at the end of the braid to secure it.
"Brother Li, do you want to try this side?" Mo Yutong looked up at Yan Mingli. He was so focused that his heart skipped a beat. He nodded quickly and said, "Okay, I'll try."
Yan Mingxue saw her elder brother sitting in the chair behind her, and she seemed reluctant to speak.
The elder brother was not as gentle as her sister. She could even foresee the scene where he would pull her hair and hurt her.
She wants a gentle sister, not a rude brother.
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