Ye Ya asked for two days off from school because of her knee injury, and she had to spend these two days at home with Ye Linchuan.
In the morning, the brothers left for school in a hurry, leaving one big and one young staring at the messy house.
The living room is messy.
Toys were lost everywhere, the dishes on the dining table hadn't been cleared away, the quilts in the bedroom were neatly folded, but there were a lot of dirty clothes scattered randomly in every corner, making one feel suffocated at a glance.
Ye Linchuan's eyelids were throbbing, and he couldn't do anything with the broom.
grunt
Ye Ya's stomach growled.
Brothers also eat early breakfast when they go to school, Ye Ya will wake up with an empty stomach.
Ye Linchuan took a deep breath, hugged her and sat down on the exclusive children's chair. He heated up milk and bread and put them on the table together. medicine.
The little girl's legs were short and her flesh was soft, and the scar on her knee had spread a little bit more. He held a medical cotton swab and applied it carefully.
"It hurts~" the little girl cried out in pain.
Ye Linchuan gave her a white look: "Why are you so hypocritical?"
Ye Ya put her hands on her lap, and sighed like a little grandma, with a bit of resentment: "My brother is very gentle..." Ye Qinghe gave her the medicine yesterday, and he moved gently and sang to her.
Compared with Ye Linchuan, who was fierce and angry, she missed her brother who was far away in the classroom.
Ye Linchuan didn't bother to talk to her, and after taking the medicine, he threw the useless face into the trash can: "Go and play, remember not to make trouble."
Ye Ya carefully flipped down the chair, "Ya Ya is going to pull the smelly smell."
After speaking, he dragged that leg and limped into the toilet.
Ye Linchuan looked around the messy house, ruffled his hair with his big hands, resignedly collected the dirty clothes and threw them into the washing machine, then picked up the broom and started cleaning from the ground.
He is as busy as a spinning top, and he has never felt as tired as he is now at work. As time passed, Ye Linchuan suddenly realized that there seemed to be something missing in the house, and immediately remembered that little bastard had never come out of the toilet.
He frowned and knocked on the door: "Did you fall in?"
No one said a word.
It won't really fall in, will it
Ye Linchuan pushed the door open.
Ye Ya sat on her pink rabbit-shaped poop bucket, stretched out her injured leg, and fixedly looked at him with her big upturned eyes.
"Have you settled down?" Ye Linchuan mocked ruthlessly.
Ye Ya looked at the swollen wound on her knee, and moved slowly. A sharp pain came, and she immediately dared not move any more.
She was embarrassed to ask Brother for help, moved her numb buttocks, and let out a long breath: "My leg says it's not ready yet."
What is not ready
Ye Linchuan looked at the child's left leg, and then at Ye Ya who made his home on it. His clever mind made him instantly understand the meaning.
Ye Linchuan's handsome face sank: "Don't even think about it."
Snapped.
The door is closed.
Snapped.
The door opened again.
Ye Linchuan came in with a cold face and spread his hands: "Toilet paper."
Ye Ya obediently passed the toilet paper over, without being polite at all.
"Why are you so..."
"Troublesome." Ye Ya took the initiative to scold herself for Ye Linchuan, "It's fine if you can make money to support your family and become the head of the family at a young age, you have to wipe your ass anyway."
"You are so useless."
After finishing speaking, he knocked himself on the head punitively.
"..."
Forget it later, what does the first half of the sentence mean? To ridicule him for not making money to support his family?
Ye Linchuan held his breath and took a difficult step forward. In fact, Ye Ya was afraid of smelling his younger brother, so he rushed down ahead of time.
But the taste seems to be there.
She took a deep breath, and immediately fell back from the stinky body, tightly covering her mouth and nose.
Ye Ya rolled her big eyes, and comforted her softly, "Brother, you don't have to be embarrassed, Cheng Cheng's father in our class wipes Cheng Cheng's ass every day, and this kind of thing will gradually happen."
He has pulled the paper with a blank expression on his face. His own hands have also earned tens of billions, and he has driven a racing car, but now he can only wipe the ass of a three-year-old baby...
It's a pity to be reduced to this point.
After wiping her ass, Ye Ya took the initiative to pull out the urinal under the bucket, poured the smelly smell into the toilet with Ye Linchuan's indescribable eyes, and before pressing the flush button, she still leaned her head and bid farewell to the poop enthusiastically: "Goodbye , smelly."
Wow--
Ye Ya walked out of the toilet on tiptoe like a winner.
After a while, he took five yuan and walked up to Ye Linchuan: "Here."
Ye Linchuan: "?"
"Ass fee."
"??"
"You don't need to be polite to me, brother." Ye Ya stuffed the money into his hand, and said as it should, "I will count on you in the future."
Later
That's really rude.
Ye Linchuan turned around and continued to do housework, Ye Ya didn't bother, and helped with small things within his capacity. In the blink of an eye, it will be noon. In the past, Ye Linchuan could not eat alone. The long hours of work have made him accustomed to a life of uneven meals and upside down day and night. What's more, now that he is full of trivial matters, he has no appetite when he is alone at home.
But today is different, he still has a little monster to take care of.
Ye Linchuan put on his apron, took out the recipe given by Shen Zhou and began to study it.
The steps required for egg fried rice are…
When he read a word, he frowned.
"Brother, I'm hungry..."
"Don't be noisy." Ye Linchuan put the notebook in a conspicuous place, took out the ingredients and started to prepare.
She was clasping her hands on the cabinet, looking up high and secretly working as a supervisor. The man's expression was focused and serious, and his egg-beating movements appeared clumsy due to his unskilledness. It was this little clumsiness that made his cold and hard temperament a little more cute.
Ye Ya's small face was pressed against the table.
When Dad washed the little leaves for her for the first time, he also looked like this...
"Father." Ye Ya called out involuntarily.
The girl's voice was soft and soft, and the two words clearly reached Ye Linchuan's ears. He pointed and looked over in disbelief.
Black eyelashes wrapped those eyes that were as clear as black pearls, and the small eyes were full of admiration and love.
Ye Linchuan's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and he inexplicably felt that his chest was full.
——It’s unspeakably a little proud.
Ye Linchuan came back to his senses with a light cough, his spine straightened, and his speed of beating eggs was much faster, "It's a small thing like cooking, you can learn it once, there's nothing to admire."
"But you beat in the egg skin just now." Ye Ya saw it clearly.
Ye Linchuan calmed down, and calmly picked out the egg skin mixed in the egg liquid, "You read it wrong."
Ye Ya blinked and decided not to hit Adi again.
The results of his first cooking came out quickly. Although the appearance is not very good, the taste is okay, not too bad, and it should be edible.
Ye Linchuan had just set the dishes and chopsticks when the doorbell rang. It was the enthusiastic Aunt Qian next door.
"I heard that Yaya hurt her foot, are you okay?"
Ye Ya got out from behind Ye Linchuan's legs, "It's all right, Ya Ya is all right."
"Hey, my little boy."
The little girl's voice was so lovable, Aunt Qian touched her soft little face: "Auntie has stewed pork rib soup over there, do you want to eat it with Dad?"
rib soup.
Ye Ya gulped down her saliva, but didn't answer.
Ye Linchuan tightened his hand on the doorknob, remembering the unattractive pot of fried rice with eggs in the kitchen, and lightly touched her with his toe: "If you want to go, go, my aunt has come to find you specially."
Aunt Qian looked at her more expectantly.
Ye Ya frowned slightly, shook her head and refused: "No need."
Both Aunt Qian and Ye Linchuan were a little surprised.
Ye Ya's two small arms were behind her back: "Abba made egg fried rice for Ya Ya. If I go to eat short ribs, the egg fried rice must be very unhappy."
Aunt Qian was taken aback, smiled, bent over and pinched her small face: "It is true that the daughter is father's little padded jacket. Okay, then Auntie won't force you, you wait here for Auntie."
She hurried back to the opposite side, and when she came out again, she had a small pot and a bag of cherries in her hand: "Take it and eat it with fried rice with eggs."
Ye Linchuan was taken aback for a moment, and thanked him for taking it.
"Also, these are cherries sent by my son. They say they are imported, so we can't eat them. You keep them for the children."
Aunt Qian enthusiastically hung the bag on Ye Ya's little arm, and said, "Ya Ya and your children are good dolls, so you are blessed."
These words were addressed to Ye Linchuan.
He pursed his lips and remained silent.
"If you need help with anything, you can find me on the opposite side, neighbors are welcome." After Aunt Qian finished speaking, she bid farewell to the two and went home.
Ye Linchuan closed the door again, looked at the hot rib soup in his hand, "Since when did you become so lovable?" With rib soup and imported fruit from time to time, those who didn't know thought it was his granddaughter.
Ye Ya picked out a cherry and stuffed it into her mouth, she shook her head triumphantly, and said, "Ya Ya tells stories to aunt every day, aunt likes me~"
tell a story
That is to say cross talk.
Ye Ya sat back on the small stool, and waited for Ah Di to bring the rice. She swayed her calf and stuffed rice into her mouth with spoon after spoon. The stuffed cheeks were bulging, and the mouth was full of rice grains. If she accidentally ate the eggshell, she would Spit it out naturally.
To be honest, the taste of Ye Linchuan's rice is not very good, the first time it's done, it can't be better, but the little girl just eats it deliciously, as if it is the most delicious delicacy in the world.
"If it doesn't taste good, have ribs soup, that's better than this."
Ye Ya drank Kepu's warm soup, shook her head and continued to eat fried rice with a small spoon, "The rice is delicious."
Ye Linchuan laughed suddenly: "He can tell lies."
Ye Ya's small face was almost buried in the bowl, and her tone of voice was vague: "Because Adi made the rice with great care."
The things made with heart may not be the most delicious, but they can beat the world's delicacies.
That's what Mom said.
She said that the food made by her father is ordinary in the eyes of others, but she thinks it is the most delicious thing in the whole world, because there is father's love in it.
Love is the most special seasoning.
Ye Ya raised her dirty little face, looked at him and said, "Brother."
"Um?"
The little girl's eyes were bright, and his shrunken figure was reflected in the pupils, and the little sweet voice was a little bit excited: "You don't hate me now, do you?"
Ye Linchuan twitched the corner of his lower lip, and said firmly, "Dream, little idiot."
hey-hey.
Ye Ya showed some beautiful white teeth, and said with a smile, "Anyway, I don't hate you, we will be good friends from now on."
Her small face is like that of a little cat, she is not annoying, but she is a bit simple and cute.
Ye Linchuan took out the paper and wiped it, then casually threw the ball of paper into the wastebasket next to him.
At this moment, the mobile phone beeped twice in succession, it was Weibo push.
Ye Linchuan squinted slightly, and was about to look away, but was attracted by two hot news that were next to each other.