Outside the gate, Mo Yutong's bright and lovely smile was filled with unconcealed teasing as she stared straight at the boy.
The boy couldn't stand her burning gaze. His cheeks felt hot, as if he was standing in the field at noon on a hot day, being silently scorched by the sun.
"Come in quickly, don't make me wait anxiously." Mo Yutong's eyes were gentle and her tone was soft. She stretched out her slender fingers and gently hooked the hem of his clothes.
It is like the charm of softly chanting "Reeds are lush and white dew turns to frost" under the moonlight, poetic, picturesque, dreamy, beautiful and charming, making your heart beat faster.
It was just a repetition of someone else's words, but when it came out from her bright and tempting lips, it actually made people intoxicated and fascinated.
Yan Mingli suddenly felt his throat dry and tight, his lips and tongue burning, and every part of his body was in agony.
Sooner or later, you will go crazy, like weeds, like a hurricane, like a torrential rain!
Destroy his world, build a tall building in the ruins, and then leisurely sing "The so-called beauty is on the other side of the water."
The song is gentle, ends in darkness, and forges strength.
People who have walked in the dark for too long always yearn for light, and people who have always pretended to be strong always want to embrace softness.
The boy struggling in the misty mountains also wants to playfully pick a bunch of wild flowers for the little girl he loves, and he also wants to curiously follow his heart and pluck the heartstrings.
So the young man stared at the little girl with his black eyes without blinking, slowly raised his right hand, and his slender fingers were only half a finger away from her temples.
Could it be that her youth had finally come to his senses? Mo Yutong looked into his eyes, as deep as the sea, and felt a scorching heat wave rushing towards her cheeks, fierce and powerful.
It seemed as if a dry and warm touch passed through her temples, entangled with her three thousand worries, and stirred her heart that was about to lose itself.
The fingers were still sliding slowly. Mo Yutong clenched her hands nervously and dared not move. Her eyes were like catkins in spring, entwining with the boy who was watching her.
The atmosphere was ambiguous, the air seemed to be pulled thin, and there was only inky black in front of my eyes, nothing else could be seen.
Yan Mingcheng, who had been standing behind the door, quickly pulled Yan Mingxue over and considerately covered her eyes with his small hands.
Who told you to cover it? I want to see. Yan Mingxue was furious and grabbed Yan Mingcheng's palm with both hands and twisted it downwards.
"Stop it!" Yan Mingcheng was unusually serious, and Yan Mingxue was so angry that she could only roar in her heart: Why can you watch but I can't?
"I am your second brother." The blood pressure that could never be overcome choked Yan Mingxue. She was forced to be held hostage by her second brother, and then she slipped into the kitchen like a thief with her back to her eldest brother and sister.
"I want to be a big sister in the future." Yan Mingxue clenched her fists and shook them in front of Yan Mingcheng angrily.
"I can't do it. I was born first." Yan Mingcheng scooped a bucket of water from the water tank and poured it into the pot, ignoring her unreasonable request.
After scooping water three times in this way, his sister finally pulled him to sit in front of the stove, fiddling with the stove while waiting.
Mo Yutong, whose face was already flushed with heat at the door, suddenly heard a soft laugh in her ears amidst her endless anticipation.
That smile was like a lake in the heart being splashed with countless flat stones, with the water constantly being stirred up, scattered, and rippling.
The boy's light breath passed over his ear, and his ear seemed to be burned by flint, and the pink red ran wildly along the side of his neck to his collarbone.
Her boy is flirting with her, right?
So should she flirt back? Yes? Of course she does!
"Leaf." Before Mo Yutong could react, a dark green broad leaf appeared between the boy's fingers, in front of her eyes.
Mo Yutong took it stupidly, and then stupidly watched her boy pass her and walk into the yard, then stood in a daze in front of the clothesline.
If she ran to him at this moment, she would still be able to see the triumphant smile on his lips disappear.
But at this moment, the courage that Yan Mingli had been inspired by the little girl was slowly fading away. His eyes swept over the new clothes that had been exposed to the sun for more than half an hour.
Did the little girl buy these for them? How could he...
Yan Mingli held the hem of his patched vest, his eyes filled with the boy's self-esteem and stubbornness, joy and emotion.
Seeing him standing still, Mo Yutong, who had been with him for ten years, felt a deep sense of bitterness in her heart.
If the time they spent together had not been so short, she would have hugged her boy tightly from behind and gently told him that she had come to see him specifically.
He had given her tenderness and stability, and she wanted to give him warmth and beauty.
Mo Yutong ran up to him in small steps. He looked at him carefully, and he also looked at his little girl carefully.
Her eyes were clear, and seemed to hide the world beyond the mountains and rivers. The fireworks in the world were dazzling, and there were only the two of them.
"I'll go inside and take a look." Yan Mingli's heart was in turmoil. He didn't dare to look at the little girl again. He turned around and went to the kitchen.
But Mo Yutong hurriedly grabbed him and said anxiously, "Wait, don't move. First check if the clothes are dry. If they are, fold them and put them in the closet."
Yan Mingli looked at the little girl's hands holding his forearm, and instead of reminding her to let go, he said softly, "It's just washed, you'd better let it dry for a while longer!"
"The sun is so strong and there's wind today, it must be dry. Hurry up and put the clothes away!" Mo Yutong didn't let him go forward and insisted that he put the clothes away.
"Okay!" The little girl's confident manner of ordering him to do things was really... just like those young wives in the village who ordered their men to do this and that.
His own man? His young wife? Yan Mingli paused in collecting his clothes, a shy smile that only a teenager could muster.
"Brother Li, you're so good! I'll apply medicine to you later." Looking at the boy's red ears, Mo Yutong quickly left a word in his ear and ran towards the kitchen excitedly.
Well! He is no match for the little girl!
While Yan Mingli entered the bedroom and the two children were squatting in front of the stove, Mo Yutong quickly poured five boxes of rice from the braised meat shop into the clay pot.
After quickly using a rice spoon to loosen and compact it, and then hurriedly putting the lid on, Mo Yutong finally breathed a sigh of relief.
That was so scary! If Li Ge hadn't stopped in front of the clothesline for a moment, if she hadn't come to her senses in time and hadn't had the idea to ask him to collect the clothes.
She's about to be exposed gorgeously!
"What else do you want to do? Let me do it!" Yan Mingli walked into the kitchen and looked at the little girl and asked.
"Just stir-fry some cabbage." Mo Yutong pointed to the washed vegetables in the wooden basin, then pushed a small yellow enamel basin in front of him, "Here's the oil."
"Okay!" Yan Mingli opened the enamel lid of the basin, looked at the one-third basin of clear vegetable oil, and couldn't help but look up at her.
So much oil? The little girl had gone to the black market. Yan Mingli felt it was necessary to have a good talk with her about the dangers of the black market.
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