One-man puppet Xi

Chapter 4 A Rare Warmth

When you get home, take out the key given by your aunt to open the door.

"Crack."

"aunt!"

Quickly put away the discomfort just now, just treat it as a small episode in life, and don't need to spend too much emotion on it.

With a charming smile and an intimate tone, she can't make her family worry.

Aunt looked at her with a smile: "Yan Qin is back."

This is my aunt's house, which is closer than my parents' house, and I get along more naturally. Yan Qin is the name of my aunt's house. When I was 8 years old, my aunt took his surname to avoid family planning.

Before she was 8 years old, she was still the youngest daughter of her uncle and aunt. She had two older sisters and one older brother who loved her very much, but it changed when she was 8 years old. At the age of 8, she left her aunt and returned to her own home. Even her address changed from 'mother' to aunt.

Seemingly a very complicated relationship, it can only be said that every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite.

Turning to look at the person leaning on the sofa, he obediently said hello: "Uncle!"

The aunt looked at the time, they had just eaten, and wondered if the child had eaten.

Busy and concerned, he asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

From the moment Yan Qin entered the door, my aunt was grinning from ear to ear. My aunt is almost fifty, and after years of hard work, her hair has long been covered with gray hair.

"Hey, I've eaten." Where did I eat, I was full of anger, but I wasn't hungry and didn't want to bother my aunt.

He sat down on the sofa happily, as if nothing had happened.

Uncle took a look at her, a little girl has been away for so long and has only come back, what if she is in danger.So he roared with seriousness: "She is already this old, can she still know how to cook?"

Yan Qin didn't care, but laughed even more. As soon as he entered the house, he seemed to have fallen into a honey pot, and pretended to retort: ​​"Hmph, you know you're going to kill me."

My aunt watched the old and the young bickering, and couldn't help laughing: "I'll cook something for you."

"No need, Auntie, I've really eaten."

"Eat a little more, I'm afraid I'll be hungry in a while."

"I'm really not hungry now, let's eat when I'm hungry later." Yan Qin repeatedly waved her hands and refused. Every time she came to her aunt's house, her aunt was very enthusiastic. She was afraid that she would be hungry and always treat her as someone who didn't understand anything. Child, she will forget that she will be 19 next year.

Under Yan Qin's insistence, my aunt gave up and sat back on the sofa.

She breathed a sigh of relief in an instant, she was really afraid that her aunt would cook something for her, but she really couldn't eat, she had no appetite at all.Now you can easily sit on the sofa and play with your phone.

Opened WeChat to refresh and refresh, and there was no new message reminder, so I simply closed WeChat.Seeing that there is no news that I can look forward to.

What to do, she seems disappointed.

Her good friends can be counted by stretching out her hands. In this society where interpersonal relationships are very important, her circle can be described as simple.

The final reason has to go with 'them'.

Uncle looked at the time on the phone, it was already 8 o'clock in the evening, and suddenly yelled at his aunt coldly, "Hurry up and cook something, what should I do if she is hungry?"

Yan Qin, who was playing with his mobile phone, couldn't help but tremble.quickly said,
"I'm not hungry"

You still yelled at me just now, and you are still afraid that I will be hungry.Why are people so fickle at such an age?

My aunt got up, and couldn't help but give my uncle a white look. Why did she pretend to be so fierce when she clearly loved the child the most: "I'm going to cook a bowl of noodles, eat a little bit, and I'll be hungry later."

The tone that cannot be refused may be the result of being yelled at by the uncle. Parents are always afraid that their children will be hungry, and the old mother's love is simply undeniable.

After finally eating a large bowl of vermicelli, my aunt was afraid that it would not be enough, so she stared at her bottomed bowl and asked repeatedly: "Let me cook some more, and eat some more."

It's getting late, and the child can only rest well when he is full. What if he wakes up in the middle of the night and is hungry.

"No need, Auntie, I'm really full."

If I eat it again, I will become a pig, and I will vomit.At my aunt's house, I was always fed like a pig. This is the rhythm of gaining ten catties.Touching the flat belly, I couldn't help but sigh that my belly is getting up soon.

A rare calm at night and a night without dreams is very rare for Lin Yuxi, because she has been tormented by nightmares for countless days.

When she woke up, it was drizzling, so she simply moved a stool and sat on the balcony to enjoy the rain. She was actually more used to such quiet days, and she propped her head on her hands, not knowing what she was thinking.

The sky was gloomy as if God was angry. The whole city was shrouded in thick clouds early in the morning. The drizzle fell on the branches, watching the leaves swaying with the wind; falling on the eaves, watching it drop by drop. Falling on the ground is also a beautiful landscape. It would be nice if you have a cup of hot coffee at this time.

It's beautiful to think about, there is only hot tea at my aunt's house!
"I didn't get up until noon, and I just sat here without washing or combing my face..."

This stern tone is nothing more than Uncle's. If you ignore the thick and doting smile on Uncle's face, you really think he is yelling at her.

"Hey, go wash up now."

He seemed to get up in a hurry, but dragged his lazily body to the bathroom, and then washed slowly. After a long time, he sat back on the sofa and half-lyed. Before he could take a breath, his aunt had already served breakfast on the table.

Quickly ordered: "Eat breakfast quickly, it will be cold in a while."

Uncle looked at the little girl lying on the sofa who didn't pay attention to her image, and complained speechlessly: "You big lazy pig, you don't eat breakfast until 11 o'clock. And your hair is everywhere, I'll pick it up for you all the way." .”

She kept complaining, combing her hair and getting hair all over the place, and my uncle, who was slightly obsessed with cleanliness, followed her to pick up the fallen hair.

Yan Qin even rolled his eyes without paying attention to his image. He was disgusted early in the morning and retorted disapprovingly: "Who told you not to wake me up earlier. He has a lot of hair."

Hehe, now it's Uncle's turn to roll his eyes, he blames others for not getting up, ignores her and watches TV by himself.

Not long after breakfast, I ate lunch again, and then sat on the balcony again, doing nothing.It's good to stay quietly like this amidst the noise of the TV.It's just that there are really not many such pleasant times, so she cherishes every minute and every second.

Many times she really wanted to be under the same roof as her uncle and aunt, even if she was yelled at and scolded, but it was so much simpler and her demands were just extravagant hopes.

How can any parent let their biological daughter hold other people's hands affectionately and call 'Mom and Dad'? She still can't hold hands, and her parents are not willing to even have a simple conversation with aunts and aunts.And now that she's grown up, she can enjoy fleeting bliss in stolen time.

　Family affection can fill a dark heart with warm sunshine. .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)