I pampered my mother in the nurturing game

"Listen to grandma."

Yu Feiwan wiped his hands and said softly.

The old lady put the pulled noodles into the boiling water. The water was steaming, and her face was looming, "Then let's go tomorrow morning."

"Have more time."

After a while, the noodles were cooked.

Pour on the noodles prepared earlier, and it will immediately become delicious and delicious.

"What's on your mind?"

After the meal, the old lady held a bowl of warm noodle soup and drank it one mouthful at a time. She glanced sideways at Yu Ping, Lin Haihong, and Yu Fengjiao, who had been extremely silent since they came back.

Yu Ping licked her lips, glanced at Yu Feiwan secretly from the corner of her eye, and hesitated to speak.

The old lady laughed. "Why are you still playing riddles under grandma's nose? Do you really think grandma is blind?"

"And Fei Wan, why do you have such a bitter look on your face?"

"Who made grandma's sweet grandson unhappy?"

"Or were you bullied at school?"

In response to the old lady, several people shook their heads in denial.

The old lady was startled, and the smile on her cheeks froze. She thought for a moment, "Are you scared by what happened to the Dong family?"

Yu Feiwan sighed, knowing that he couldn't get by by shaking his head cutely.

If you keep shaking it, the old lady may think too much.

Yu Feiwan spoke first, half-seriously and half-falsely, "I just feel like Pingping and Fengjiao's eyesight."

Yu Ping:......

Yu Fengjiao:......

They were also worried that Fei Wan would be tricked into leaving.

"What about you?" The old lady looked at the little-mouthed Lao Gao and Yu Ping, who could hang an oil can.

Yu Ping put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "We are worried that Fei Wan will be alone in the fourth grade."

Jiaojiao said that it is written in the book that one becomes vulnerable easily when alone.

If you are vulnerable, you will be easily deceived.

There was a big question mark on the old lady's old face.

Well, the age gap is too big, there is a generation gap.

"Do you understand what's going on between them?" The old lady frowned and looked at Mrs. Fu who was tending the flowers and plants in the flower pot with a puzzled look on her face.

Mrs. Fu nodded solemnly and said seriously, "Sisters love each other deeply and worry about each other."

The old lady choked and didn't know how to answer.

"Where's Haihong?"

The old lady finally placed her hope on her eldest grandson, who was always upright, sensible and steady.

Lin Haihong blinked and said innocently, "The cousins ​​are not talking."

"Grandma won't force you to question me anymore." The old lady was helpless. "Whenever you want to say something, let's talk about it."

"Now, go wash the dishes."

"Whose turn is it at noon today?"

Having learned the lesson of blindly spoiling Lin Qingshan, the old lady is still happy to let the children at home do some housework within her ability.

Yu Feng raised her hand weakly.

……

On weekend mornings, the small town shrouded in mist is like a fairyland in a fairy tale, hazy, beautiful and fresh.

The wind blew gently and the sun rose higher and higher.

The fog gradually dispersed like smoke, and the small town seemed to be glowing again.

Birds are jumping happily on the branches, and the willow branches are stretching.

The smoke curling up from the chimney adds a warm human atmosphere to this graceful painting from nature.

After the old lady packed up some clean clothes early, she began to persuade Mrs. Fu to go out for a walk with them.

The time to come to the city is not short, but Madam Fu can only count on her hands, let alone go out on the streets.

Fear of people.

Mrs. Fu was as timid and reticent as ever.

This is completely different from the old lady's plan.After the old lady's coaxing, Mrs. Fu finally relented and stood in front of the large mirror on the closet door, hurriedly fixing her appearance.

Afraid of embarrassment and being a burden.

"Clean is enough."

The old lady comforted her with a smile.

Upon closer inspection, Mrs. Fu's facial features are small and delicate.

Those eyes, when they were young, should have been sparkling, like autumn water.

It's a pity that as time passes, the water dries up.

"Grandma, aunt, we are ready."

The most excited person is undoubtedly Yu Peng.

Yu Peng is at an age where he loves playing with cats and dogs. As long as he can go out, car exhaust can be said to be fragrant.

"Hai Hong, Fei Wan, keep an eye on this little skinny monkey."

While locking the door, the old lady warned worriedly.

Yu Peng stuck out his tongue, giving it a little sunshine and it would shine brightly, "I'm not a monkey, I'm a roc."

"My cousin said, Dapeng, Dapeng can fly in the wind, it can fly ninety thousand miles in a day."

"The roc is much more powerful than the monkey."

"My roc is the roc of the roc, so I am the roc."

Yu Peng, who was suffering from the disease, obviously forgot about food and not about beatings, and forgot about the power of the old lady's crutches.

Yu Ping chewed candy at the corner of her mouth and humbly asked for advice, "Can Dapeng really fly ninety thousand miles in one day?"

"Ninety thousand miles, how far is it?"

"It's only a few dozen miles from the village to the city."

"Does the book say that airplanes fly faster, or does the roc fly faster?"

Yu Feiwan pinched Yu Ping's fingertips and said with a smile, "If my guess is correct, Pengpeng is talking about a poem by the poet Li Taibai. The big Peng rises with the wind in one day and soars ninety thousand miles."

"That is to say, the roc will one day spread its wings and fly in the wind, soaring ninety thousand miles into the sky. This uses the exaggerated rhetorical technique that the teacher mentioned."

"However, ninety thousand miles is really very high and far away."

"Planes cannot fly at an altitude of [-] miles."

Yu Feiwan is willing to answer every childish and funny question from Yu Ping.

Yu Ping raised her head and squinted her eyes, "Airplane, I've only seen airplanes in illustrations in textbooks."

"So small, so small, no bigger than my palm."

"I know, I know." Yu Peng clapped his hands lightly and exclaimed happily, "I know what I will do in the future?"

Yu Feiwan: Yu Peng’s ideal is to make small changes in three days and big changes in five days. The main focus is flexibility and randomness.

If God could really hear it, I would probably have to prepare a small notebook to record it, otherwise it would not be easily confused.

"From now on, I will go to heaven!" Yu Peng made a bold statement.

Yu Feiwan almost stepped on his right foot with his left foot and tripped himself.

If she remembers correctly, later generations said that you want to go to heaven, which doesn't seem to be a compliment.

"Okay, okay, shoulder to shoulder with the sun."

Yu Feiwan blurted out.

Yu Peng snorted and rolled his eyes at Yu Feiwan, "Sister Feiwan, don't lie to me. My cousin told me that the sun is very hot. If you get close, it can bake everything." "

"With a swish, it turned into anger."

"Don't lie to me just because you think I'm young."

"I'm smart."

Yu Feiwan scratched his head in embarrassment and winked at Lin Haihong. In just a short period of time, how much did Lin Haihong popularize Yu Peng?
It's not easy to lie.

Now she can't even deceive Yu Peng. Her happiness is gone and her life is bleak.

The old lady and Mrs. Fu smiled happily when they heard this, "Yes, yes, yes, you are ambitious, you are ambitious."

"It's good to be a roc."

Only Yu Ping was as simple as ever: "How to get on?"

Happy birthday to me