The little man on the apex

Yan Heyi woke up just after dawn, put on his clothes, and walked out of the room lightly.

Last night, he tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep, which caused his eyes to turn blue. He took a basin of cool well water to wash his face, and he regained his energy.

Yan Heyi has never been angry, nor has he ever punished a student. No matter how naughty the children in the private school are, he will not really get angry, and at most he will educate them verbally.

It was the first time for Yan Heyi to be severely reprimanded like yesterday and fined people to practice calligraphy in the middle of the night.

Even let him write in one breath for more than half an hour, his hands are getting red.

And he had just injured his hand.

The more Yan Heyi thought about it, the more irritable she became. She didn't know why she lost her composure, and she didn't know why, but she always cared too much about Yuan Xi, a special student.

I have memorized the "Qingxin Sutra" by heart, and I read it several times last night, but I still feel awkward.

Unscrupulous bookstore owner!

In order to dispel the uneasiness in her heart, Yan Heyi woke up early today, preparing to make some delicious food for Yuan Xi, so as to make up for the corporal punishment yesterday, so as to make up for both.

He came to the kitchen, picked up the rice and prepared to wash it, and felt that Yuanxi must be tired of eating rice porridge every day.

Steamed buns are not good either. After finishing the side dishes at home, I can eat as soon as I have nothing.

What about meat?No, no, I'm too tired of eating in the morning.

Yan Heyi walked around the kitchen and decided to eat noodles. There are crispy green vegetables, fragrant marinade, and warm soup to warm the stomach. It is perfect.

He made up his mind and started making noodles.

Kneading noodles, kneading noodles, rolling noodles, cutting strips, all in one go, and then washed two small green vegetables, and cut them in half from the middle.

At this time, Aunt Gu's rooster crowed three times.

With a thought, Yan Heyi went out with a knife in hand.

When he arrived at the door, he felt that something was wrong, so he backed away, put down the knife in his hand, took out a bamboo dustpan, filled some noodles just rolled out, and knocked on the courtyard door of Aunt Gu's house.

Aunt Gu came out to open the door with a smile, and said: "Mr. Yan is here, you don't need to knock on the door from now on, just come in, we don't need to be polite."

Yan Heyi smiled embarrassedly: "Aunt Gu, can I exchange an egg with you for the noodles I just rolled?"

Aunt Gu took the noodles and immediately ran into her kitchen, filled a dustpan full of eggs with Yan Heyi's bamboo dustpan just now, handed it to him and said, "Mr. No change, we have been neighbors for so many years, and I have received your kindness, so don't be polite to me."

Yan Heyi hastily shied away, insisting on taking only one egg.

Aunt Gu couldn't hold back him, so she had no choice but to give up.

She seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked gossipingly, "Mr. Yan, the brother you brought back is so handsome. I haven't seen anyone prettier than him. Do you mean that something good is coming?"

After hearing this, Yan Heyi shook her head hastily, and explained: "His family is gone, it's a pity, I took him in as a teaching assistant in a private school, and he worked for me, it has nothing to do with it."

He held the egg tightly in his hand, thanked Aunt Gu, turned his head away, and walked out of the courtyard as if fleeing.

At the end, Yan Heyi turned around again and added: "He sleeps on the bed, I sleep on the floor, nothing...it has nothing to do with it."

Aunt Gu smiled like a kind old mother, and said to herself: "You are young now."

Finally fled back to her own yard, Yan Heyi accidentally tripped over the threshold of the kitchen.

He calmed down and started making noodles.

First, adjust a bowl of soup base: put a spoonful of soy sauce, half a spoonful of mature vinegar, a little salt, sugar and pepper in a clean porcelain bowl, then put some dried shrimps, and finally a spoonful of soul lard.

Once the soup base is done, you can start cooking the noodles.

First heat the pot, add a little rapeseed oil, fry the eggs until golden on both sides, then directly pour in boiling water and washed green vegetables, after boiling, pour into the porcelain bowl with the soup base prepared in advance.

Finally, put clean water in the pot, add the rolled noodles, add cold water three times in the middle, and put them into the porcelain bowl just now, and you're done.

At this time, Jiang Yuanxi, Mr. Yan's cheap student and teaching assistant, was still in a dream.

Yan Heyi entered the room with her face in her face, swayed by the bed, and as the scent drifted past, Yuan Xi opened her eyes.

"Good morning, brother."

Yuan Xi's eyes were blurred, her hair was disheveled and drooping on her shoulders, her voice when she just woke up was exceptionally soft, and Yan Heyi's face suddenly turned red.

He cleared his throat, put the noodles on the table, and said, "Get up and eat the noodles, I'm going to private school soon."

Yuan Xi agreed, quickly got dressed, looked at the face on the table and asked, "Why is there only one bowl, brother won't you eat?"

Yan Heyi said: "I'll go to the kitchen to eat." After speaking, he turned around and went out.

Yuan Xi looked at his back and whispered, "Are you still angry? You don't even want to eat with me anymore."

Yan Heyi returned to the kitchen and cooked another bowl of green vegetable noodles for herself.

Because there was only one fried egg, he was afraid that Yuan Xi would be embarrassed to eat it, and he felt that Yuan Xi would definitely give him half, so he simply refused to eat it with him.

He ate the noodles, feeling a bit tasteless.In the past few days, he has gotten used to eating with Yuan Xi, and also used to him being mischievous at the dinner table, now that no one is dangling in front of his eyes, he still feels a little disappointed.

The two of them finished their breakfast, packed up their things, and walked towards the private school together.

This time, Yuan Xi didn't stop from time to time to look at the novelty things on the side of the road like he did a few days ago, and he didn't come up to mess with Yan Heyi, but followed obediently behind.

The further Yan Heyi walked, the more uncertain she felt, and she thought nonchalantly: Could it be that this little guy has held grudges?

Or, he doesn't like eggs fried on both sides?

Why don't you try frying on one side next time...

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In the private school, during the lunch break, Yan Heyi rarely obeyed his terrifying biological clock, but sat at the desk and read a book.

He turned the pages of the book, and turned them back after a while, without reading them at all. He always wanted to look up at the yard, but stubbornly buried himself in the book.

In the yard, Yuan Xi sat around with a group of children, discussing in a low voice.

Yuan Xi frowned and said: "Mister is still angry with me, he didn't even eat breakfast with me today. Moreover, he also put a lot of vinegar in my noodles, my teeth are soft, and I'm afraid that I won't eat again. To make him unhappy, I endured the soup until there was no drop left."

Gouwa exclaimed in surprise, "Ah? How could you do this, sir?"

"Ah!"

A gust of wind blew, and Yan Heyi, who was flipping through the book in front of the desk, sneezed solidly.

In the yard, a child named Da Mao said, "Why don't we pick a basket of loquats for Mr. as an apology."

The other children also began to give Yuan Xi advice:

"Yuanxi, why don't you come to my house for breakfast?"

"Let's go and bow to Mr.

"Find a wooden stick and let Mr. beat you up, and you will surely calm down. My father is like this."

"Isn't Yuanxi the husband of the husband? The husband is not willing to fight."

"Nonsense, what little husband, Yuan Xi is a student of Mr.

"How about I hide you in our house?"

"..."

Hearing what they said became more and more outrageous, Yuan Xi couldn't laugh or cry.

At this time, a girl named Xiaoyue said mysteriously: "Do you know the power of wish?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Yuan Xi blurted out, "Is it the legend of the Southern Kingdom?"

Xiaoyue continued: "When I was young, I met an expert. He said that as long as you make something with your own hands, inject your wish power into it, and give it to someone else, that person will have a good impression of you."

"What are you doing?"

"I don't know that either."

Da Mao saw the need for it: "How about picking a basket of loquats?"

"Why do you only think about loquats?"

"Yes, brother Yuanxi, let me teach you how to make a bunny out of dogtail grass."

"..."

-

School ended at night, the children were all gone, and Yan Heyi was clearing up the books on the table.

Yuan Xi walked over with his hands behind his back, tilted his head at Yan Heyi, then took out a little straw rabbit with a dog's tail, and placed it on the book in front of Yan Heyi.

Yan Heyi frowned, did not speak, skipped the book, went to pack the other books, and said nonchalantly: "Take your copybook, it's time to go home."

The corner of Yuan Xi's mouth twitched, and he walked away resentfully.

Yan Heyi glanced at Yuanxi next to her from the corner of her eye, then quickly picked up the book with the grass rabbit, and carefully put it on the top shelf of the bookcase.

The two ears of this grass rabbit are long and short, and the fur is trembling.

After returning home for dinner, Yuan Xi rushed to wash the dishes again, and then the two of them were silent, one was reading under the lamp, the other was curled up at the foot of the bed, fiddling with something in his hands.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the two fell asleep separately.

Yan Heyi still had some insomnia, he closed his eyes and lay straight, his mind was full of messy thoughts.

Suddenly, he felt some movement on the bed next to him, so he hurriedly slowed down his breathing and pretended to be asleep.

First, a small hand waved in front of his eyes, and then a soft voice called "Brother" softly a few times.

Seeing that Yan Heyi hadn't moved, Yuan Xi took out a small wooden box from under the bed, which contained little straw rabbits with dog's tails.

He muttered a few words in a low voice, then took out the grass rabbits from the wooden box and placed them neatly beside Yan Heyi's pillow.

Although most of the words about wish power and the like that the children said during the day were nonsense, Yuan Xi still secretly made up a bunch of straw rabbits like a ghost.

He stared at Yan Heyi's face in a daze, and after a while, he blinked and thought to himself: "What the hell am I doing?"

The flickering candlelight cast his shadow on the opposite white wall. He leaned forward slightly, and the shadow lowered a little, and then slowly went down again, and met Yan Heyi's shadow.

Yuan Xi played with shadows endlessly, feeling like a fool.

Mr. Yan is really good-looking, with a tall nose and a well-developed mandible. Although he is always cold on weekdays, he has been fierce to himself from yesterday to now, but he will not be angry with him. How can I make him happy.

Yuan Xi felt that he was probably crazy.

He fled from the shadow of swords and swords in desolation and panic. He already had the will to die, but the first time he saw Yan Heyi, he was attracted by him like seeing a god.

He concealed his life experience, and pitifully begged Yan Heyi to take him in. What was the reason for it?

Yuan Xi couldn't figure it out, was he pretending to be pitiful to win his sympathy, or was he naturally feeling close to him and letting go of his guard?

A gust of night wind blew in through the crack of the window, and the shadow under the candlelight swayed and swayed.

Yuan Xi stared at the shadow on the wall, followed it and lowered his head, unconsciously, his lips touched the tip of Yan Heyi's nose.