Excellent little farmer

Just at this moment, Wan Yunhan walked out of the kitchen, leaned against the door, glanced at the two of them, and said softly: "Let's eat first, and we can make out later."

Cheng Xuehui stood up with a blushing face and said coyly: "Sister Yunhan, you are making fun of me again. I am talking to my brother about serious matters!"

"Okay, let's talk about your serious business after dinner!" Wan Yunhan's eyes flashed, she smiled charmingly, and waved to Yaoyao. The four of them sat around the dining table and ate dinner while talking and laughing.

After taking a shower, Yaoyao changed into a white dress and jumped around the room, extremely happy. After a while, she got into the study. When she came out, she held rice paper in her hand and ran to the sofa, smiling. : "Uncle, uncle, the poem you wrote is wrong. The number of words is missing. I have made up for it for you."

After hearing this, Cheng Xuehui hurriedly stretched out her hand and said with a smile: "Hey! Yaoyao is so powerful! Bring it to Aunt Xiaohui to see."

Yaoyao raised her little face, handed over the rice paper, and said proudly: "Of course, I have memorized many ancient poems!"

Wan Yunhan was happy when she saw her daughter was well-behaved. She hurriedly hugged Yaoyao and said with a smile: "My good daughter has made progress and will help my uncle change his poems. It's great!"

Cheng Xuehui read the poem on the rice paper. She was stunned for a moment, savored it carefully, and then burst into laughter. She laughed so hard that her branches trembled, and she burst into tears. She wiped the corners of her eyes, finally took a breath, and pinched He pinched Yaoyao's chin and praised continuously: "Yaoyao, you are so amazing, such a talented little girl! Sister Yunhan, this poem is so meaningful, it made me laugh to death."

Wan Yunhan hurriedly looked over, and after just one glance, her pretty face turned red with embarrassment. She quickly reached out to grab the rice paper, crumpled it into a ball, walked into the study, and threw it into the wastebasket. After returning to the room, she patted Yaoyao. Looking back, he smiled bitterly and said: "Yao Yao, you have memorized ancient poems for nothing. This is not how poems are written."

Yaoyao said with a smile: "Anyway, the number of words is correct. Unlike uncle, there are still four words missing!"

I quickly pushed Xiaohui with my hand and said with a smile: "Xiaohui, what did Yaoyao write?"

Cheng Xuehui's cheeks were pink and her eyes were watery. She glanced at Wan Yunhan and chuckled for a long time. Then she rolled her eyes at me, shook her head and said, "It's nothing, don't ask."

I looked sideways and saw the two beauties blushing with embarrassment, which aroused my curiosity even more. He found an opportunity, sneaked into the study, took out the paper ball from the wastebasket, and unfolded it. , looked intently, and was stunned when he saw it read: "Mom blew a beautiful path, and it turned into mist flowing down the ravine; my uncle picked up mountains full of green, and evenly formed an ink painting pavilion."

At about nine o'clock in the evening, I planned to leave, but Yaoyao stuck me. The little guy hugged my thigh and had fun, crying and fussing, but refused to let me leave.

In desperation, I had to agree to stay at home. Yaoyao wiped her tears and laughed happily. Cheng Xuehui sat quietly beside her, chewing melon seeds in silence, with an unhappy look on her face.

Wan Yunhan took the rag, walked into the bedroom next to the moon door, tidied the room, made the bed, and thoughtfully took two pillows and put them on them. After hurriedly finishing, she sat by the bed and thought about what she had done in the afternoon. What happened in the office, my heart was still pounding, and my face was getting hot.

After a while, she breathed a sigh of relief, returned to the living room, sat in front of the mirror, combed her hair, and calmed down her mood. When her face returned to normal, she walked to the sofa, pulled Cheng Xuehui into the study, and the two talked about it. Whisper.

I became a super daddy, singing more than a dozen children's songs with Yaoyao, and telling a few short stories. It took a lot of effort to put Yaoyao to sleep, and then I carried Yaoyao back to the room. He put the little guy on the bed, pulled the quilt over him, stood beside him and smiled, then quietly opened the door, turned around and walked out, going directly to the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, I walked out wrapped in a bath towel and returned to the room. I saw Cheng Xuehui lying on the bed, holding her chin in her hands and reading a book with relish.

I walked over with a smile, threw the book aside, got under the quilt, stretched out my arms to hug Cheng Xuehui's soft body, and whispered: "Xiaohui, you seemed very unhappy just now. Are you angry?"

Cheng Xuehui curled her lips and said aggrievedly: "How dare you? Yaoyao is your heartthrob."

I smiled, put my hands on her fragrant buttocks, kneaded her a few times, and said softly: "Xiaohui, you are my favorite too, don't be jealous!"

Cheng Xuehui glanced at me and said quietly: "Young master, you know how to coax people with your mouth."

I lifted up her nightgown, put my hand in, gently stroked her slender waist, which was as smooth as fat, and said lightly: "Xiaohui, even if you want the moon in the sky, I will help you pick it off. It’s not coaxing, it’s true.”

Cheng Xuehui blushed with embarrassment, her eyes were as clear as water. She brushed her hair, looked at me lovingly, and whispered: "Brother, how are you doing in Minjiang? Are you happy?"

I smiled, turned over, and said softly: "There is no joy in work, it is all boring and boring things."

Cheng Xuehui nodded lightly, stretched out her right hand, took my arm, pillowed it under my neck, and said with a narrow smile: "Brother, what Yaoyao wrote is so interesting!"

I chuckled, shook my head and sighed, "That little naughty guy always does things that make people laugh or cry."

Cheng Xuehui'Hmm! ' After a long silence, he suddenly smiled, leaned over, put his pink lips to my ear, and asked mysteriously: "Brother, have you ever had that thought?"

My heart was pounding, but I pretended not to understand: "What?"

Cheng Xuehui glanced at me sideways, stretched out her slender jade fingers, tapped my forehead, and said coquettishly: "I hate it, don't pretend to be confused, you know it!"

I raised my head, opened my mouth, took the lush finger in my mouth, and said vaguely: "No, silly girl, stop thinking about it, she is my sister, how can you think of that."

Cheng Xuehui curled her lips, then turned over, lying flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling, playing with a lock of hair, and said calmly: "Brother, you must have thought about it. Sister Yunhan is so beautiful and has such a good temperament. , she is a rare beauty, you big pervert, how could you not think about her?"

I sighed secretly, stretched out my hands, hugged her back, and said innocently: "Xiaohui, why are you so jealous again? If you let sister Yunhan know, I'm afraid you will be angry."

Cheng Xuehui tilted her head, looked at me in concentration, and said with a half-smile: "Brother, have you really never thought about it?"

"Of course, then there's no need to ask!"

I was perfunctory, but I thought to myself: "I not only thought about Sister Wan, but also thought about Aunt Yunxi. I couldn't sleep at night and drooled at the thought. But this kind of thing must be rotten in my stomach. If I tell you, I will be chopped with a knife by you!"

Cheng Xuehui chuckled, stretched out her right hand, flicked my nose with her index finger, and whispered: "Brother, I guessed it, you are afraid that Xiaohui will be sad, so you refuse to tell the truth, right?"

I smiled and said: "Xiaohui, if you continue to make suspicions, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Bah! I hate it, when have you ever been polite?" Cheng Xuehui blushed with embarrassment, with a trace of annoyance on her face, and twisted her body and groaned.

I glanced sideways and saw her innocent and charming expression. I couldn't help but get excited and called softly: "Xiaohui, I'm here."