"Mom, what are you going to say?"

Yin Xiaoman asked on his own initiative.

Zhang Jinfeng didn't say anything, but put her hand into her arms, touched her pocket in the cotton jacket for a long time, and then carefully took out two eggs with body temperature and stuffed them into her hands.

"Peat an egg ear and give it to your two children, and you can eat it yourself."

After saying that, Zhang Jinfeng sighed and pinched Yin Xiaoman's arm: "Look at how thin you are.

Don’t be forced to do it. If you don’t have anything to eat, go to your parents and ask for it. Don’t pay attention to your sister-in-law. We are not dead yet! If we eat something in one bite, we won’t be hungry for you.”

Yin Xiaoman looked at the two white eggs in his palm and was a little stunned for a moment.

I can't even remember what she said to Zhang Jinfeng and how she left.

She didn't expect that the old couple would treat her like this.

Yesterday they gave food, but Yin Xiaoman was not deeply touched.

First of all, this is a common thing in the original owner's memory.

When she came back, she felt that the main reason was that the two old men were so excited when they heard Dabao speak, and they were excited for a moment.

As grandparents care for their grandchildren, there is nothing she deserves to be grateful for.

But when the old lady gave the eggs just now, she told her to eat some of them herself.

Yin Xiaoman could see that there was no falsehood in that tone and expression, and what he said was sincere.

She doesn't care about the two eggs, but this kind of heart makes her feel a little uncomfortable.

Yin Xiaoman has passed away since he can remember. He grew up following his grandmother's butt and stumbling.

Grandma is very nice to her, but it is limited.

After all, in those days, when I filled my mouth, I wanted to take up all my energy. No one would deliberately show a pampering attitude towards a child.

Once you enter the palace, you will be more step by step, be cautious every day, just to save your life and survive until you leave the palace.

Even though everyone around them can't be regarded as enemies, it's impossible to be unprepared.

After at least ten years of age, Yin Xiaoman didn't think anyone could be intimate.

She is indifferent and vigilant, and she feels very strong in what she does.

I won’t deliberately make friends with others, and I won’t be greedy for cheap things.

She died quickly by greed for cheap things, which is the truth she has summarized over the years.

If the old couple still treats the original owner, just give them some food to the two children every now and then, Yin Xiaoman will feel that it is normal and relieved.

But their sudden show of kindness to themselves made her feel-

A little helpless.

The hand holding the egg tightened, and she subconsciously frowned and felt a little irritated.

"I have to send something more."

After silently reciting this sentence, she pursed her lips and walked to the stove.

Yin Xiaoman first moved out a small stone mill she had found before, wiped off the dust on it, poured in a spoonful of thick corn shards, and ground it into fine corn flour.

Then, while the two little guys didn't get up, they re-entered the cottage in the palace and scooped half a bowl of milk from the clay pot that they had been put back.

Before she came out, she thought about it and pinched a few pieces of milk cakes placed on the table.

The snacks were placed in the hut, and it seemed that they could not feel the passage of time. After a few days, they still seemed to have just been made. The milk cake was still slightly hot.

After coming out, he poured the milk into the cornmeal and broke the milk cake into pieces. Yin Xiaoman skillfully made several nests.

It is also a wow, and its shape looks much better than the one Dabao gave her to eat before.

After lit firewood and steaming the wok, Yin Xiaoman went back to the house and called the two children to get up and wash.

When I came back after my work, the wowo was already steamed.

After taking out the wok, Yin Xiaoman cooked some thin white batter and beat an egg before leaving the pot, making a mouth-watering egg noodle soup.

The two little guys here just cleaned themselves and tidied up the kang, and were about to go out to help, Yin Xiaoman had already come in with breakfast.

"Go and bring the dishes."

While Yin Xiaoman placed the pottery pot with noodle soup and the scattered baskets placed on it with nests on it, he ordered Dabao.

But for a while, no one heard a sound.

She couldn't help but feel a little strange.

If I had no explanation, this little guy would run fast. What's wrong with this today?

She couldn't help but turn her head to look at Dabao standing by the kang.

As a result, I saw the two little guys standing there blankly, staring at the food she placed on the table, as if they were stupid.

"Everyone goes to sit on the kang."

She sighed and ordered again.

Dabao then seemed to have suddenly reacted, and said "Oh", turned around and was about to run out, but Yin Xiaoman grabbed the collar and pulled him over.

"Sit on the kang!"

She reached out and pressed his head, then ignored them, turned around and went to the stove.

Erniu reached out to touch her brother, but her eyes seemed to be stuck to the golden nest, and she couldn't even give him a look.

After a while, he asked in a erratic tone, as if he was still in a dream, "Brother, is this what I made for us?"

Dabao pursed his lips and said nothing.

At this moment, he felt that he had not yet awakened.

After all, how could there be such delicious things except in dreams?

No, Dabao shook his head again.

He took a deep look at the white batter with floss flowers, and the sweet and sweet aroma he had never smelled before...

Even in his dream, he had never dreamed of eating like this.

When Yin Xiaoman entered the room with the bowls and chopsticks, he saw that the brother and sister were still standing by the kang, without moving, and all his eyes were staring at the kang table in a daze.

She went over and slapped the two little butts: "What's Moji? It's cold in a while."

After saying that, he picked up two nests, stuffed one by one, and started to put it into the bowl by himself.

After being slapped by her, the two little guys finally reacted and all quickly got on the kang.

But after biting a bite, Erniu suddenly started to cry.

Yin Xiaoman stopped what he was doing and raised an eyebrow.

Before she could ask, the little girl suddenly rubbed against her side and hugged her arm hard.

"Mom, is this in a dream?

Isn't this dream awake?

I don't want to wake up."

The little girl buried her face on the sleeve of her cotton jacket, and tears quickly wet her clothes.

Yin Xiaoman stared at the tears with a little disgust for a while, and reached out to poke Erniu's forehead and pushed her aside.

He put a bowl of hot mucus in front of her, and then he said slowly: "Go to bed early at night, it's all the time, but it's still not awake."

Hearing that Dabao, who was hanging his head, couldn't help but grin up.

He couldn't help but be stunned.

How long has it been since his father died?

He picked up the woo and took a bite. Dabao's hand suddenly froze to his lips, unable to move.

I just felt that the piece in my mouth was loose and soft, melted in my mouth, not irritating at all, but also had a sweet fragrance that he had never tasted before.

He couldn't bear to swallow it, and just hoped that this feeling would be able to stay in his mouth for a while.

Unfortunately, his consciousness was still one step late, and he didn't even wait to react and swallowed the nest without realizing it.

Dabao's eyes also became sore and hot.

He felt that he could understand his sister's thoughts at this moment—

I am really afraid that this will be a dream, and I will wake up if I accidentally do so.

Yin Xiaoman clumsyly stroked the brother and sister's heads, and couldn't help but have a headache.

She didn't understand why she could make her two children cry after having breakfast?

Have you eaten better, but have you gotten into trouble?

It must be too idle.
To be continued...