Xiao Yu'an never liked to eat torches. He thought torches were too greasy. All torches in the refrigerator were eaten by Xiao Jincheng. Mingshu took the torch to him, and his palm was iced for a while, and then he heard Mingshu's words "brother eat mint ice".
When he said this, Mingshu raised his head, his eyes were very round, and he meant to please. Mingshu is indeed a younger brother, and he can only be a younger brother with Xiao Jincheng, but he did not expect Mingshu to call himself a younger brother, and he said it quite naturally.
Xiao Yuan couldn't help laughing and teased, "What did you call yourself just now?"
Mingshu thought for a while, "Brother?"
He didn't actually say that on purpose, he just called brother Xiao Yu'an, and then he picked up a younger brother subconsciously. He wanted to be a child of the Xiao family for too long, and this time he was finally led in by Xiao Yu'an, but it wasn't that he became the younger brother of the Xiao family. wish
But when Xiao Yuan asked this, he was embarrassed again. Obviously not a younger brother, Xiao Yuan hasn't said that he is a younger brother, why did he call him by himself.
Wanting to understand this reason, Mingshu blushed, lowered his head, scratched his fingers on the wrapping paper of Mint Ice, and stopped talking.
The weather was too hot, and after a while, a large piece of ice water had been covered on the wrapping paper. The more Xiao Yuan saw Mingshu, the more fun he felt, but he had never found it so fun to have a younger brother before. He took the mint ice from Mingshu's hand and put it back in the refrigerator with the torch. Mingshu immediately raised his head, let out a soft snort, and looked at the refrigerator eagerly, reluctant to bear the mint ice.
Xiao Yu'an said, "Do you think I won't let you eat?"
Mingshu blinked and hummed, but he didn't say a word for a long time.
Xiao Yu'an felt that he had teased the child hard, this was not good, and then teasing would be bullying. He took out a mint ice again, peeled off the packaging bag, and handed it to Mingshu, "You took that one for a long time, it will melt, eat this one."
Or how old a child is like a dog, Mingshu's eyes lit up all of a sudden, pretending to be bright and happy, he took a sip of the mint ice, and rushed to Xiao Yu'anle, "Thank you brother!"
So happy to eat ice cream. Xiao Yuan also took one for himself, which was also mint ice. He actually doesn't eat mint ice very much, preferring white sorbet. White sorbet is not a sorbet frozen in boiled water, it is ice cubes. White sorbet is only the lightest sweet, white and translucent piece, not as strong as mint ice.
The two brothers were sitting on the low stool in the kitchen eating ice. The cicadas screamed outside, and Xiao Jincheng also called. Mingshu looked out while eating, not eating as fast as Xiao Yuan. The mint ice melted in a while. When Xiao Yuan finished eating, he saw the mint water that Mingshu had dipped in his hand, blue-green and blue-green, and he lowered his head and licked it without paper to wipe. Xiao Yu'an just thought it was good to have a younger brother, but this was disgusting again. Why do children not like cleanliness so much
"Come here." Xiao Yuan pointed to the sink, "Wash your hands."
Mingshu was much more sensitive than children of the same age. Seeing that Xiao Yuan was annoying him, he hurried to the pool.
He is not born sensitive. Other children play wildly outside all day long and have no energy to think about things. He has no playmates. Even whoever wins and who loses in fights can only play with himself. I wonder why my parents don't come to see me, and why my grandparents don't like me. After thinking about it for a long time, my mind will become finer.
Xiao Yu'an hardly showed his disgust at all, and he just said something casually, and he figured it out. But the pool was too high for him to wash. The pool at home is also high, but he has a small bench for stepping on it. Every time he wants to wash his hands or wash other things, he moves the bench over there and does not ask for help.
This time he looked around, there was a bench, but it was for sitting, and he didn't dare to step on it. If you don't step on it, you can't wash your hands. Your hands are sticky, and my brother doesn't like it.
Mingshu didn't know what to do, so he whimpered in a hurry.
Xiao Yuan kicked a bench for Mingshu to step on. Mingshu shook his head. Xiao Yu'an said, "How can you wash without stepping on it?"
Mingshu murmured, "This is for sitting."
On the one hand, Xiao Yuan felt that the child was troublesome, and on the other hand, he felt that trouble was trouble, but he was quite polite. What should I do if the bench cannot be stepped on, and the legs are too short to wash? Hold up the head office.
Mingshu had not been hugged so often. When Xiao Yuan picked him up, he was frightened, and subconsciously grabbed Xiao Yuan's shoulder. This is good, the white shirt is instantly printed with a mint handprint, blue-green-blue-green, and it smells good.
"I'm sorry!" Mingshu quickly apologized, "Brother, you scared me to death, I just caught it!"
Xiao Yuan was quite speechless, who is this scaring whom
He liked this white shirt very much, and he didn't wear it a few times. He didn't like it if it was stained with a little bit of gray. Now, when he saw the five fingerprints on his shoulders, his heart burst into flames. But Mingshu's eyes were wet, but he tried to apologize to him. The shirt is spent as soon as it is spent, what can I do with a 5-year-old crying bag? The time we spent together was only this small afternoon, and Mingshu never cried with him, but it was probably because Mingshu's big eyes were too watery, and his eyelids couldn't contain the grievances inside. He unilaterally determined that Mingshu was a crying bag.
"Okay, wash your hands." Xiao Yu'an turned around with Mingshu in his arms, turned on the faucet, and asked Mingshu to wash his hands.
Mingshu was serious about everything he did, and flushed the water, until Xiao Yuan said that the skin was about to be rubbed off, then he retracted his hand and whispered, "Brother, the clothes are dirty."
Also know that the clothes are dirty. Xiao Yu'an was amused and put the person on the ground, "Aren't you in a hurry to go home?"
It's still early, more than 3 o'clock.
Mingshu shook his head. He is not in a hurry, he doesn't even want to go home, although this is the first time he has come back to the Xiao family, but he likes the Xiao family's yard and the Xiao family's refrigerator. Be a little thicker, just tell Xiao Yu’an—Brother, I’ll stay at your house, okay
I'll be your younger brother. In the future, when you fight with elder brother Mu Ting, I will be your little helper, and I will hug elder brother Jin Cheng's leg.
But he is not only thin-skinned, but also timid, such words are absolutely impossible to say.
"I'm not going home." That's what he could say.
Xiao Yuan nodded, ready to go upstairs to change. But as soon as he walked out of the kitchen, he heard footsteps clack-clack from behind. Xiao Yuan looked back, and Mingshu was following him like a tail.
Mingshu was a little anxious, "Brother, where are you going?"
Xiao Yu'an was worried that he was being controlled. Grandpa and grandma didn't care where he went. The child who stained his clothes was still being controlled? He pointed to the small stool in the kitchen and ordered, "Sit there."
Mingshu hummed again, reached out and gently pulled at the corner of Xiao Yu'an's shirt, "Where are you going then?"