The Silent Cherry And Plum Blossoms

Yan Qi, like all young people who have just left society, has a bright vision and endless drive for work.After the TV topic selection was confirmed, there was only one week of filming time. The time was tight and the workload was heavy. The newcomers were so busy from morning to night every day.

Many times, after a day of shooting, there will be a meeting in the early hours of the morning to share ideas and summarize their own experiences and deficiencies.Yan Qi gets along well with them.On those overtime nights, in late-night cafes, in 24-hour KFC, and at roadside barbecue stalls.

In the wee hours of the morning in Beicheng, the lights are dim and the population is dense. Young people are chatting and laughing happily, toasting wine, full of expectations for the future.

It is only at this time that Yan Qi can relax a little bit, thinking about Anzhi inadvertently.

That little girl, who lost her loved ones at a young age, thought she would live with her mother, but was pushed by her mother to her father, treated indifferently, and brought home by herself.

She has not settled down, like a ball, being pushed from one side to another, going around in circles, being brought home by herself, and she has not been able to stay by her side, which is equivalent to placing her in a strange environment again inside.

In her young heart, might she not understand what work is, and also regard Yan Qi as "someone who doesn't want her".

Yan Qi thought, if he were her, he would probably think the same way.

No, she couldn't stand her ground.Although she also lost her parents and an older brother when she was five years old, she was not very sensible at that time, and many memories have gradually blurred over time, and she almost grew up under the care of her grandparents and older brothers.

How can it be the same?

Aunt Xin comforted her on the phone: "Anzhi is very good. He can bathe and eat by himself, and even dares to sleep alone. He also gets along well with grandparents."

"Your sister-in-law, Big Fatty and Little Fatty are back...the house is lively again..."

"I didn't play together... Anzhi is too quiet, a little shy...

But despite what she said, Yan Qi still couldn't rest assured.

I worked overtime for several days in a row, and I could take a day off from Sunday afternoon to Monday night.A girl who entered the TV station at the same time invited her to go shopping, but after Yan Qi declined, she immediately drove back to the suburbs.

There is a big garden at the front door of Yan's old house, and Grandpa Yan loves to grow flowers.It was afternoon when Yan Qi arrived, and the last light had not yet finished. The chrysanthemums in most of the courtyard were in various shapes and forms, white as snow, yellow as gold, and dark red, extremely beautiful.

Just as Yan Qi came over from the garage, a chubby little man ran up from the back room, with red lips and white teeth, yelling, "Auntie! Little auntie is back!"

As if singing a duet, another little chubby who was exactly the same ran out, calling out, "Auntie, little auntie!"

Yan Qi is familiar with this welcome mode, she bent her legs slightly, stretched out her hands, imitating Sun Dasheng's accent in Journey to the West, "Children, my old saying is back!..."

Two chubby pups rushed forward, one aimed at one of Yan Qi's arms, and hung on it like a monkey, laughing loudly, one said: "Auntie, it's the old grandson! It's the Great Sage Equaling Heaven!"

The other retorted: "Our family's surname is not Sun, my aunt is Lao Yan, and we are Xiao Yan..."

"But my aunt called us Fatty, and Fatty..."

"Aren't you Fatty and Fatty! Two little pigs! They died again..."

Yan Qi jolted the two of them, and felt several catties heavier after not seeing each other for a few days.

"Auntie! I am Yan Qi! My younger brother is Yan Ji!"

"Yes! Grandpa said our name!...It means a horse! Not a pig!"

"Okay, that's Yan Dama, and Yan Xiaoma..." Yan Qi casually hit them with his mouth, but stared forward.

An Zhi originally trotted out after them. Although she was more than a year older than the Yan family's twins, she was at least one size smaller than them.Her movements were not as fast as theirs, she trotted a few steps, saw Yan Qi hugging them one by one, she froze for a moment, then stopped timidly.Seeing Yan Qi looking at her, she slowly smiled.

Yan Qi's heart was suddenly stabbed by something.She wanted to call her, but the twins clung to her, twittering: "Little aunt, where's the toy for us? Robot, robot?!"

"Little aunt, where are my building blocks..."

"It's in the trunk of the car, I'll play it for you later...get off first..."

The twins jumped down with a cheer, and Yan Qi was exhaling. They held both hands respectively and dragged them in. Yan Qi only had time to glance back.

An Zhi's small figure followed slowly behind.

"Anzhi..."

In the living room, the Yan family's twins were enthusiastically dismantling toys and making gestures.

Their mother, Xiao Yutong, said to the twins: "You are here to play, did you say thank you to your aunt?"

The twins said in unison: "Thank you, little aunt!"

"Next time."

"Buy it for us next time!"

……

Everyone in the room laughed.

Yan Qi looked at An Zhi next to her, and saw that she was sitting upright, with her little hands folded on her knees.

She was too careless, the gift for Big and Big Fatty was bought a month earlier and put in the trunk of the car, and she was in a hurry to come back just now, and forgot to buy something for An Zhi, now she has nothing in her hands, and she didn't know what An Zhi What will I think in my heart.

Yan Qi stroked her soft hair apologetically, the little girl raised her head as if feeling something, and smiled at her, with a slight smile in her clear dark eyes.Yan Qi found that she seemed to like being touched on the head, and she didn't show it very clearly, but she would smile very sweetly every time she dimpled.

Yan Qi couldn't help touching the top of her head and the sides of her ears more, feeling the little girl gently rubbing against her palm, like a little rabbit cautiously trying to act coquettishly.

Yan Qi felt soft-hearted and faintly hurt.

Over there, Fatty Yan saw his mother help Yan Xiaopang to put the building blocks, and asked his little aunt to ignore him. Feeling unwilling, he slipped over to Anzhi, pointed a toy gun at her face: "Bang bang bang... ..."

An Zhi screamed in fright, and hid behind Yan Qi.Yan Qi hugged her, his face sank: "Yan Qi!"

When Fatty Yan was stunned, his aunt would only laugh and call him "Fatty Yan" and "Da Ma" and so on. He had never scolded him so seriously before. Open your throat and cry loudly!

Xiao Yutong heard the sound and came over, she glanced at Yan Qi with a little embarrassment, and hurriedly coaxed Fatty: "Okay, okay, I see you scared my sister..."

Fatty Yan cried even harder: "She's not my sister... little aunt..."

Seeing his twin brother crying loudly, Yan Xiaopang also burst into tears, and the living room seemed to explode for a while.

Yan Qi put his arms around An Zhi, "I said you can't point toy guns at others, don't you remember? You promised me before that I bought it for you! You are still like this, I won't buy it in the future."

Fatty Yan doesn't remember the promise he once made, he only heard "I won't buy it again in the future." Now the fake crying turned into real crying, and his little face was flushed red.Yan Xiaopang had a tacit understanding and cried "duet" with him.

Xiao Yutong couldn't coax her two at all, she said "Hey", and looked at Yan Qi and An Zhi complainingly, "Auntie is joking...well, don't cry...you can't point the gun at sister, right... ..." Fatty Yan cried so hard that Xiao Yutong turned his head helplessly and said to Yan Qi:

"Xiao Wu, what are you talking about..."

Yan Qi sighed, "Okay, don't cry...Auntie will buy it for you again..."

Aunt Xin came in promptly at this time, "Okay, okay, don't cry. Drink milk, come, here, give you your favorite drink..."

Only then did Yan Dapang and Yan Xiaopang sobbed and sucked on the straws. Aunt Xin handed An Zhi a bottle, and An Zhi took it.

Pure milk for children.The brand that Fatty and Fatty love to drink.

An Zhi held it in her hand for a few seconds. In fact, she didn't like to drink pure milk.In the country, they don't drink milk, and grandpa sometimes gets some fresh one, boils it, and adds sugar to her.Sweet, fragrant, hot, she likes to drink that kind.

She handed the milk to Yan Qi, Yan Qi blinked and asked her: "What's the matter?" Then he took her apart the straw, inserted it, and handed it back to her.

An Zhi took it over and took a slow breath.

In fact, it's okay.

At dinner, the twins started arguing again.Yan's family's dinner, Yan's grandpa and grandma usually eat on the second floor because they are old, because they are afraid that the juniors will make too much noise and disturb them.

At the Yan family's dining table, there is a small plate in front of each person. The adults pick up the vegetables themselves, and the adults pick up the vegetables and put them on the plate. Especially the twins are being trained to hold chopsticks, and they can't pick up the vegetables themselves.So with them present, it must be noisy when eating.

I want my mother to feed me, and I want my aunt to feed me again.

"Don't eat bitter melon! Don't eat bitter melon!"

"No mushrooms! No mushrooms!"

Xiao Yutong was angry: "You must eat vegetables, look at how good my sister is...not picky eaters!"

"She's not our sister..."

"no……"

Yan Qi frowned, does this scene have to be staged at the dinner table every day?In contrast, An Zhi'an was quietly holding the children's chopsticks, taking small bites of rice.

Yan Qi turned his head to glance at the small plate in front of her, but the bitter gourd did not move.

Her mind was moved: Could it be that she doesn't like to eat too?

Fortunately, the milk just now seems to have not been finished.

Just thinking of this, Anzhi suddenly reached out to the bitter gourd with his chopsticks, picked up a small piece, paused for a few seconds, and then slowly put it into his mouth.

The small and delicate nose was wrinkled, and she lowered her head to stuff a mouthful of rice.

Yan Qi understood.