She burst into tears, sniffing and shrugging her shoulders. Her appearance was really pitiful. Xiaoxi held his arm and wanted to take it to him, but she didn't expect that he was holding his breath and competing with him at this moment.

With his neck straight, Xiaoxi wanted to pull him to him. He pulled his arm back and made a "um~uh~" sound, refusing Xiaoxi.

Xiaoxi couldn't take a step forward, walked to him, took out the toilet paper in his pocket, wiped the tears, and handed the paper again, coaxing: "Okay, why are you crying and wiped your nose? This is not saying you, it's for your own good. You see, it's almost the Chinese New Year, do you want to take medicine during the Chinese New Year?" He also threatened him, "You can't eat so many delicious foods..."

Chen Yubin, who was sobbing silently by Xiaoxi, suddenly felt twice as wronged as he felt, "Wow..." and cried out loud.

"What's wrong with Binbin? Why are you crying?" Grandma Chen, who woke up, saw that Old Man Chen was standing aside with a dark face, and her granddaughter was handing something beside her. Her good grandson was so blushed that her face turned red. She was startled and stood up suddenly, asking anxiously. She hurriedly ran over and pulled Chen Yubin to hold it in her arms.

Seeing that he was supporting him, Chen Yubin released all the grievances in his heart, and cried even louder, and tears fell in a string.

Grandma Chen patted her back with distress and glanced at Mr. Chen a few times. It was obvious that this old guy was bullying her good grandson.

He asked softly: "Binbin, stop crying. Who bullies you? Tell my mother-in-law, let me vent your anger." As he said that, he looked at Mr. Chen with his eyes.

Mr. Chen was so angry that he almost turned his back. Chen Yubin cried for the moment. When he heard that he wanted to vent his anger, he quietly raised his head from Grandma Chen's arms and looked at Mr. Chen timidly.

OK, I know that you, the old man, have caused my good grandson to be angry.

"You old man, you bully my good grandson while I'm sleeping for a while. Why are you hitting him?" Grandma Chen said loudly.

"When did I bully him? When did I hit him? You don't know anything and just talk nonsense here." Old Master Chen said to Grandma Chen dissatisfied, and flew to Chen Yubin with another squint.

He was so scared that he quickly turned around and buried his face in Grandma Chen's arms.

Grandma Chen glared at her and said indignantly: "What's wrong? I'm here, you're still glaring at him. What are you doing if you're not bullying him?"

"What's wrong? Is it my own grandson? He did something wrong, so I can't say a few words? I'm so amazing, right?" He pointed at Chen Yubin and asked back.

Grandma Chen was choked by this question and said embarrassedly: "It's your grandson, you can say..." Her hands unconsciously wiped her clothes, and she was wet. She found that Chen Yubin was sweating profusely. Her five fingers of her right hand were spread out and inserted into his hair. She was completely wet. She immediately changed her face and pulled him to the fire.

"Dog, come and bake it for a while and dry your sweat all over your head. Otherwise, what if you catch a cold, it's almost the Chinese New Year." Let Chen Yubin sit by the fire, lower his head and roast his hair.

Xiaoxi hurriedly sat next to him. He heard the sound of sniffling, and there was no crying, and he was sobbing. He quickly stuffed the toilet paper in his hand into his hand, lowered his voice and said in his ear: "Okay, stop crying, quickly wipe your nose, you're going to eat it."

"Puchi... you just ate your nose into your mouth." Chen Yubin said buzzing, a little embarrassed. He blew his nose and wiped his tears through the toilet paper from the stream.

Their snot is also called the nose, just like blowing the nose is called blowing the nose.

Seeing that his younger brother smiled, Xiaoxi breathed a sigh of relief and said briskly: "Okay, don't cry anymore. You know that grandpa is not really talking about you, it's for your own good."

After crying, Chen Yubin was already clear-headed and knew that it was his own fault. When Xiaoxi said that he nodded in agreement.

On this side, Chen Yubin's grandma Chen, who arranged Chen Yubin, turned around and continued to argue with Mr. Chen. "You can say it, but look, it's almost the Chinese New Year, so you can't say a few words. Look, the child's face is bright red, and he cries so hard that he is sweating all over. If he catches a cold, you have to go to the doctor to pick up medicine. For the Chinese New Year, is it bad to take medicine?" As he said that, he pulled Chen Yubin's hair with his hands and showed him the sweat in his palm.

Picking up medicine means finding a doctor to prescribe medicine.

Why is this person indiscriminate, and he doesn't know anything and just yells, "You..."

"You, what are you? Are you wrong?" Grandma Chen interrupted forcefully and looked at Mr. Chen provocatively.

"I'm too lazy to tell you two." The pumpkin dough was already put in. Old Master Chen picked up the wooden sticks placed on the edge of the basin and then started to pound the red potato paste. With a little anger, he could hear the "dongdong" sound of the wooden stick hitting the bottom of the basin.

I will give you two words, and the person you are talking to is one person. I will give you two words, and the person you are talking to is two or more.

"Hmph, you're too lazy to tell me two, I'm too lazy to tell you two. If we have a cold, I'll say good things to you two, let's see." Grandma Chen threatened.

Saying good things means calculating the whole story.

Mr. Chen didn't take this at all at all, just pretended that he didn't hear it, and continued to pound the red potato paste "dongdong".

His indifferent attitude was so angry that Grandma Chen almost leaned back and gasped, preparing to find Mr. Chen again.

Xiaoxi pressed Chen Yubin's arm and leaned over to his ear and whispered in his ear: "Binbin, since you know that grandpa is not really trying to say you, it's for your own good, look..." He raised his chin and signaled him to look at the quarrels of the two who were blushing, "Hurry to explain to his mother-in-law, they have a quarrel again for you. Just explain it to her mother-in-law, and it's fine."

"I..." Chen Yubin looked up at Xiaoxi with some timidity.

"Well, you can." Xiaoxi gave him an encouraging look and gave him confidence.

Then he turned around slowly and pulled Grandma Chen's arm.

Grandma Chen felt her arm heavy, as if she had been pulled by something. She looked down in anger and saw her dear grandson pulling her arm, her washed eyes, very bright.

At this moment, he was looking at himself timidly, "Mother-in-law."

"Well~ What's wrong, Binbin, tell your mother-in-law whatever you want to say, and mother-in-law will help you decide." I thought Chen Yubin was going to complain, so Grandma Chen straightened her back and seemed to be making decisions for him, so she asked him to say with confidence that there was nothing to be afraid of.

After swallowing nervously, Chen Yubin spoke carefully, "Mom~ Actually, grandpa didn't beat me or scold me..."

"It's okay, don't be afraid of him, don't worry, tell me." Grandma Chen thought Chen Yubin was afraid to complain because of Mr. Chen's tyranny, so she wanted to defend him. Humph, they are afraid of you, but I'm not afraid of you.

"No, it's true. Grandpa didn't beat me or scold me." Seeing that Grandma Chen didn't believe it, he was a little anxious, so he shook Grandma Chen's arm and acted coquettishly.

"Then what's going on with your sweat? Why are you crying?"

"I, I just helped pound the red potatoes, and it was sweating all over. Grandpa asked me to put it down and roast the fire. I..." Speaking of this, the little face that had just dissipated the heat gradually climbed up to the blush. I continued embarrassedly, "I... I thought I would help, and I had to pound it for a while. As a result, Grandpa said a few words to me, and I was scared, just...hehe..."

"But I know grandpa is for my own good, and I shouldn't be like this. Mother-in-law, don't be angry anymore. Don't quarrel with grandpa again, otherwise I will blame myself."

I understood that this was a misunderstanding and I had blamed the old man by mistake. Grandma Chen couldn't help but blush, but she wanted to ask her to bow her head to apologize to the old man, that was impossible, so she lowered her head and sat there silently.

Mr. Chen was still dark and knocked the basin with a "dongdong" sound, but after Chen Yubin explained, his voice significantly reduced a lot, and he felt a little bored.

The atmosphere was a bit stalemate and it was too quiet. The stream felt uncomfortable sitting, and the "dongdong" sound echoed in my head.

I got up, slowly turned around and turned to the stove, and opened the lid of the pot, and the red beans in the pot were boiled so soft that they were immediately found a solution to this awkward atmosphere.

He happily held the lid of the pot and shouted, "Grandpa, the red beans are boiled, I'll scoop it up, you're pounding it in the right nest." Without waiting for Mr. Chen to respond, he scooped up all the red beans in the pot with a colander.

"Yes." Old Master Chen replied softly, then put down the wooden stick in his hand, scooped two scoops of water, took the pot brush to wash the nest outside, and took away the tools he would use later.

Grandma Chen looked up carefully. Seeing that Mr. Chen didn't even look at her in this series of actions, she wanted to get angry again. But then she thought that she was wrong just now, and the nameless fire just went out again. She sat dryly next to the fire, lowering her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

The stream brought out a full pot of soft red beans.

Mr. Chen hurriedly got up and took it, turned around and put it on the big table, complaining: "It's so heavy, just call me and I'll come. What can you do if you can do it..."

"Hehe... Grandpa, I can still bear this if it's not heavy." He also raised his arms and patted the small muscles on his arm, as if saying: I can do it, you have to believe me.

"Puchi, haha..." The winking look was so funny.

Seeing that Mr. Chen finally smiled, he swept away the low pressure just now, and only then did he live up to his show-off!

"Then, grandpa, you're here to do it slowly, I'll go back and get the red potato mud." He continued to work hard, patted Mr. Chen on the shoulder, and said earnestly, as if he had given this work solemnly to him and asked him to do it for her seriously.

"Haha... OK, I guarantee it will be completed." Mr. Chen also made trouble, straightened his back and saluted.
Chapter completed!