gentle fairy tale

When I got home in the evening, the new Auntie Dong just finished cooking, said hello to Pei Songxi, then squatted down and smiled at Yu Mian: "This is Miss Yu, right?"

Yu Mian shook her head: "Just call me Mianmian!"

Pei Songxi also hummed lightly: "You can just call her by name."

Aunt Dong is kind and gentle: "Okay, I will call you by your name from now on. Remember to write down what dishes Mianmian likes to eat, and I will make them for you tomorrow."

"Wow! Thanks grandma!"

"No thanks, what are you thanking for. Miss Pei, then I'll go back today first."

"Well, hard work, Wei Yi will talk to you about the salary."

Pei Songxi has always been indifferent to outsiders, but Aunt Dong treated her very respectfully, she quickly shook her head: "We didn't pay back the money you borrowed from our family before. How can we ask for your money. You are welcome! Time to go first, you eat."

The door clicked shut.

Yu Mian blinked, smelled the fragrance wafting in the living room, and was overjoyed: "I'm so happy!"

Pei Songxi took her hand and went over: "Why do you feel happy so easily, Mianmian."

The little girl has been immersed in the world of gourmet food, and she still doesn't forget to answer her: "It's just very happy!"

She really is the most satisfying kid in the whole world.

The emotion of happiness seems to be contagious, seeing Yu Mian smiling, she also swept away the previous haze from the bottom of her heart, bowed her head and smiled.

After dinner, Pei Songxi went to the study to deal with work matters, while Yu Mian did his homework.

During the work break, Pei Songxi came back to the room and quietly looked at the little girl sitting at the desk.

She was wearing pure cotton home clothes, showing a small white and tender calf, shaking gently under the table, but her sitting posture was extremely upright, she held a pen in a very serious manner, and her small face looked very serious.

She gently closed the door, there was newly bought black beans in the refrigerator, she squeezed a cup of soy milk, and sent it to her room: "Mianmian, have you finished your homework?"

Yu Mian didn't even raise his head, but at such a young age, he looked like he didn't care about world affairs: "Well, right away."

Pei Songxi stood by and waited, a few minutes later, Yu Mian closed the book, raised her head and smiled at her: "It's finished!"

Pei Songxi thought it was a bit funny: "Is the homework difficult?"

"Well, it's not too difficult."

"Then why are you so serious?"

Yu Mian sipped soy milk, dreaming that her hair would grow more and more overnight, and answered her: "Because you do your homework carefully, you can get good grades. If you study hard, you can go to college. After college I can earn money, spend it all for you, and buy a big house for you to live in!"

After listening to her long logic chain carefully, Pei Songxi smiled softly: "Give me all the flowers?"

Yu Mian raised her head and drank the soy milk: "That's right!"

Pei Songxi touched the top of her hair: "How was school today? Did you encounter any unpleasant things?"

Yu Mian raised her head and rubbed against her palm: "No, I'm very happy."

Pei Songxi hummed and stood up: "I'll go back first, go to bed early after you finish your homework."

The side sleeper has been decorated, the walls are pasted with pale pink wallpaper, the floor is pink blue, and the overall tone is fresh and lively, but Yu Mian looked at the big room and saw her walking outside, and couldn't help but wrinkled nose.

She really wants to sleep with Aunt Pei, she doesn't want to sleep alone... But, she is an older child, so she might not be able to cling to Aunt Pei like this anymore.

After finishing her homework, she lay on the bed and rolled a few times. Suddenly, she remembered something, jumped off the bed and ran out.

Pei Songxi had just left the study when her father handed over two small companies to her to take care of. Everything was just on the right track and there was a lot of work to do.

She went back to the room to get the documents. Just as she sat down, she heard a knock on the door. She walked over and opened the door: "Mianmian?"

Yu Mian hugged the pillow, leaning her cheek against the soft pillow: "Aunt Pei, I have a homework that I haven't done, and I have to finish it with my elders."

"Ok?"

"The teacher said, let's go home and have a reasonable argument with the parents."

"Arguing? I don't know how to quarrel."

Yu Mian hugged the pillow and burrowed in, smiled and rolled her eyes: "Right, right, this question is so difficult, you let me come in and think about it."

Pei Songxi saw through her little thoughts: "... Mianmian."

Yu Mian hugged the pillow, her eyes were clear and watery: "Aunt Pei... just for one night, okay?"

Pei Songxi nodded helplessly: "But I won't quarrel, let alone quarrel with you."

Satisfied, Yu Mian put the pillow on the bed, kicked off her little shoes and climbed up: "Then you can scold me!"

Seeing her little white feet kicking around on the bed, Pei Songxi pulled the quilt up for her with a smile: "What are you calling me? You are so obedient."

Yu Mian hugged her hand tightly: "Then you can call me...a little nun with no hair?"

Pei Songxi couldn't laugh or cry, and rubbed her hair: "Children's hair is thin and soft, why are you a little nun without hair?"

Yu Mian: "Oh, no, Aunt Pei, you should scold me like this, and then we can quarrel! After you finish scolding me, I can..."

Pei Songxi stared at her, his pupils were clean and gentle, and his voice was lowered a bit: "Well, what can you scold me for?"

Yu Mian was completely stunned, and smiled after a while: "I won't scold you. If you call me a little nun, I am."

"Then what about your homework?"

"It's okay! I'm going to tell the teacher that my aunt Pei is the best person in the world, and I can't quarrel with her. This homework is unreasonable."

Pei Songxi smiled and touched her face: "I'm not as good as you said."

Yu Mian turned her head and rubbed her palm against her cheek, as if asking for caress: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Because of her coquettish appearance, Pei Songxi's cold heart softened a little. It seems that she can't continue to work tonight, so she might as well lie down and listen to her chattering about school affairs.

Yu Mian completely lost sleepiness, lying on the bed, leaning on her elbows, chatting with her: "Aunt Pei, are you busy every day?"

"It's not very busy, it's just that there are some things in the company to deal with."

"Are you the most powerful person?"

"Not counting."

"Oh," Yu Mian curled her lips, and suddenly pointed to her eyelashes, "There is a tear mole here! I heard that it will make you cry a lot."

"Huh? How did you know?"

"A classmate also has it today, and Xiaoyan told me about it."

"Well," Pei Songxi smiled faintly. It's not surprising that the little girl Xu Xiaoyan knows so much. "But I don't like to cry."

Yu Mian hummed, and smiled sweetly: "I don't like to cry either!"

She is a child who loves to laugh, with warm and pure feelings, and she is very good when she is quiet.

She lay on the pillow, leaned against her, and lightly stroked her thick and slender eyelashes with her fingertips: "Wow... Aunt Pei, your eyelashes are so long, like the wings of a butterfly."

Pei Songxi is still not used to such close contact, but the person close to her is a little girl, she smiled helplessly: "Huh?"

"Then... do you know how many eyelashes you have?"

"I don't know. Does Mianmian know?"

Yu Mian smiled: "I don't know either! I'll count them for you!"

There was a high round moon hanging in the night sky outside the window, and the moonlight fell in, illuminating the painting brought from home.The wind and smoke are all clean, the Tianshan Mountains have the same color, and the inscription is the four characters of Songxi under the moon.

Inside the window is a little girl whose eyes are brighter than the stars, looking at her with burning eyes.

Pei Songxi has nothing to do with her.

Quiet night, quietly flowing time.

So she subconsciously indulged her childishness and innocence, and there was a tenderness in her voice that she hadn't noticed: "Well, you count."