The little man on the apex

Yan Heyi never shook off Yuan Xi's hand, this was the first time, Yuan Xi was startled, and he was also startled, subconsciously felt sorry, and said indiscriminately, "Don't quarrel with them in the future, it won't make sense."

Yuan Xi nodded, thinking that Yan Heyi must be angry again.

During the lunch break of the private school, Yan Heyi was looking out again, feeling extremely confused. Seeing Gouwa poking his head inside, she waved to him and signaled him to come in.

Gouwa was sweating on his face, mixed with black mud, and left a few marks from his forehead to his chin. When he leaned over, he could still feel the heat coming out of his body.

He thought he had done something wrong, rolled his sly eyeballs, and whispered extremely skillfully: "Sir, I was wrong."

Yan Heyi didn't understand why, so she took advantage of the situation and said with a smile: "What's wrong?"

Gouwa pinched the hem of his clothes, hesitated for a while, took out a finger-sized lump of black charcoal from his sleeve, and muttered: "I lost a bet with Yuan Boss, and I want to draw a kitten on Mr.'s face... "

Yan Heyi took a deep breath: This is really a windfall.

He stretched out his hand, and Gou Wa obediently put the charcoal in his palm.

"Okay, don't mess around with Jiang Yuanxi from now on, you go."

If Gouwa was granted amnesty, Sa Yazi was about to run away, and just as one foot stepped out of the threshold, Yan Heyi stopped him again.

"Wait a minute, Gouwa, come here."

I almost forgot why I called him in.

Gouwa lowered his head again, and walked over slowly: "Mr. Yan, I really know I was wrong."

After he finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment, then reached into his pocket again, biting his lip and groping earnestly.

Yan Heyi waved her hand, "It's not about this, you...you can tell Jiang Yuanxi to put on his clothes, put his trouser legs... down, and dress properly in private school."

When Gouwa heard this, he took out the hand he had been in his pocket for a long time, and said with a sigh of relief: "Got it, sir."

He was about to turn around, but Yan Heyi felt that something was wrong, so Fu stopped him again, and added: "You also put on your clothes, remember, straighten your clothes."

Gou Wa responded again and again, adjusted the clothes he was actually wearing, and ran out.

Yan Heyi raised her head and looked out, only to see that Gou Wa had told Yuan Xi what she had said, and then yelled loudly: "Sir, you need to straighten your clothes, everyone tidy up your clothes."

Yuan Xi frowned and glanced inside, then obediently put down the trouser legs.

When Yan Heyi met his gaze, she immediately lowered her head, pretending to be reading a book.

Yuan Xi knew about my elder brother's constant peeking at me, and so did the children in the private school. They talked about it in private and came to the conclusion that Mr. Yan was narrow-minded and couldn't rest assured for a moment. My little husband.

School is over.

On the way home, when Yuan Xi followed Yan Heyi to make a fuss, Yan Heyi didn't cheer as much as before. When he met a villager on the road, he deliberately leaned aside to keep some distance from Yuan Xi.

When they got home, Yuan Xi went to feed the little chickens, then leaned over to Yan Heyi, and asked flatteringly, "Is brother not feeling well? Let me cook today. What would brother want to eat?"

Yan Heyi shook her head: "Go and practice calligraphy, I will do it, and I will call you when the meal is ready."

Speaking of which, Yuan Xi hadn't written for a long time. Because of his childhood, Yan Heyi felt that he probably didn't want to write, so he never mentioned it.

Yuan Xi was also happy to be at leisure. Every day in the private school, he was either hanging around the students who were dozing off in Guan Guan, or sitting in front of his desk, drawing turtles on the paper in a serious manner.

This time, he vaguely felt that his brother seemed to be very angry, and he didn't know what he had done wrong. He felt that Gouwa had sold some news again.

He obediently picked up the pen, sat upright, and patiently faced the post given by Yan Heyi.

She avoids him in action, but wants to make up for it in terms of appetite.

It has been raining for the past few days, and after a night of thunderstorms, a kind of wild vegetable grows, which is the ground vegetable.

It is probably not considered a "vegetable". At first, it is a gelatinous ball, and then it gradually grows into a sheet. The whole body is translucent tea-brown, and it will turn dark brown after drying. "Agaric" and "Earth Tasting Vegetables".

There is no way to grow this kind of vegetable, and it will only grow after the thunderstorm in spring and summer. If it is too late to dig, you can only wait for the next thunderstorm, so it is also called "Thunder Kungfu".

The ground vegetables are delicious, but it takes a lot of effort to eat them in your mouth.

It doesn't pick a place, and it can be seen on any field ridge, in the sandy soil, near the embankment, and after a thunderstorm.

Yan Heyi bent over and searched on the hillside for a long time before digging out half of the basket.

Then, it is cleaned, and the ground vegetables are probably the most difficult wild vegetables to clean.

Because in the process of its growth, it will slowly wrap the nearby sand into its own colloid. When washing it, it must be broken and then cleaned carefully. It is common to wash it seven or eight times.

Of course, if you add some flour to it, it will be easier to clean up.

Scramble three eggs with ground vegetables. The eggs should be fried a little bit older, with yellow Yingying paste on the edges. Yuanxi likes this kind of food the most.

The meal was served, a plate of scrambled eggs with ground vegetables, two bowls of vegetable porridge, and a plate of peanuts boiled in salt water.

Yan Heyi moved the stool and sat across from Yuanxi - usually sitting next to each other on both sides of the table.

Yuan Xi picked up the porridge bowl, took a sip carefully,

The two were silent for a while, Yuan Xi stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a large piece of egg for Yan Heyi, and said in a muffled voice, "Brother, Gouwa lost by climbing a tree. I asked him to draw your face with charcoal. It was my fault, you Do not be angry."

Yan Heyi said in her heart, I know, it's nothing serious, don't talk to me soon, I endured very hard.

There was no wave on his mouth and he said: "I'm not angry, let's eat quickly."

Yuan Xi's heart broke, and he continued to confess: "I...I took them to cut Uncle Feng's beard in the cafeteria at noon, but Uncle Feng didn't say anything, I'm sorry...Brother...I will apologize to him tomorrow. "

Yan Heyi choked hard, fearing that the little ancestor would shake off more things, and then he might really be unable to hold back.

He coughed lightly, and said expressionlessly: "Well, let's eat."

"You don't talk about food, Yuanxi."

Yuan Xi pursed his lips, not daring to speak again.

After eating and washing up, Yuanxi got into bed as usual, waiting for Yan Heyi to close the door and tell him stories, or the two of them laying on their own "beds", Close your eyes and gossip for a while.

This time, Yan Heyi bent down and rolled up her bedding, carried it to the outside room, and spread it beside the desk.

Yuan Xi panicked: "What is brother doing?"

Yan Heyi said: "I sleep outside."

Yuan Xi: "Why?"

Yan Heyi: "I shouldn't sleep in the same room with you, it's just that there is not enough room at home, so it's okay to sleep in an outside room, and it can be put away during the day."

Yuan Xi was still puzzled: "Why can't you sleep in the same room with me? You've already slept for so long."

Yan Heyi tidied her bed with a sullen head, gritted her teeth and said, "They're all unmarried men, so...it's not good."

He added in a low voice: "We still have to be more self-respecting."

Yuan Xi heard it clearly, sat up "squeaky" and shouted to this side: "Brother, you mean I don't respect myself?"

Yan Heyi felt that she had said too much, clutched the quilt in her hands, and sighed: "I...I am afraid that others will say that you are not self-respecting."

Yuan Xi turned over and got out of bed, without shoes and socks on, "Deng Deng Deng" ran over, grabbed Yan Heyi's arm, and frowned slightly: "What do other people's words have to do with me? I don't care."

"I'm willing to stick to my brother like this."

Yan Heyi whispered: "I care."

Yuan Xi rubbed against the person again: "But my brother usually sleeps in the same room as me, he will walk with my back on his back, rub my feet, and he never avoids in front of outsiders."

Yan Heyi took a steady breath: "It's because I'm too careless, I won't do it in the future, go to bed quickly, it's late at night."

Yuan Xi was still holding Yan Heyi's arm tightly, Yan Heyi pushed his hand away, broke free, and said with a sullen face, "Yuan Xi, be obedient."

"Why should I listen to you? You can't control me!"

Yan Heyi took a step back: "I am your husband."

Yuan Xi simply went up to meet him, raised his hand and pushed him: "From now on it will not be."

After speaking, he turned around and ran out.

Yan Heyi froze on the spot, and shouted at the people: "What are you going to do?"

Yuan Xi had already left the room with one foot, without turning his head, he said: "I don't care if I say it, don't follow!"