"You are welcome at home. You can help yourself with the fruits and snacks on the table. I won't take care of you."

Mo Yangyang is wearing a loose cotton and linen long skirt at home, an apron, and a small square towel on her head. Her face is white and ruddy, and her eyes are flexible and gentle. When she sees it, she is easy to be liked.

Xie Jialei's lips involuntarily showed a smile: "well, I know aunt Wu, I won't be polite However, you still have to work hard to cook. "

Mo Yangyang waved the spatula: "what's so hard about this? I have to cook every day. You wait. By the way, do you have anything to avoid or like?"

Xie Jialei shook his head and said truthfully, "no, I'm not picky and I don't like eating That is, you can't eat anything too spicy. Everything else is fine. "

"OK, I see. You play first..."

Mo Yang Yang turned and went into the kitchen again.

She is not much older than Xie Jialei, but she treats him as a child like spicy bar. Xie Jialei can't help laughing when she looks at spicy bar with short legs.

Xie Jialei suddenly thinks of Zheng Yinan. His mother, it seems that she hasn't cooked a meal for him for a long time.

In a family like them, there are always aunts at home, and the hostess seldom cooks.

But at Uncle Wu's house But not so.

Xie xiezer looked around. Among his uncles, the fifth uncle was the one who knew life best.

Seeing Xie Jialei looking around curiously, she asked him, "brother stone, do you think my family is a little small?"

Xie Jialei originally wanted to say, no, but looking at the spicy bar, his face said: don't lie, I know all about it.

He said with a smile, "well, just like I thought There are some differences. I didn't expect that the place where Uncle Wu lived would be like this... "

"My mother said that it would be very lonely in a place too big. It would take a long time to go up and down the stairs. It's troublesome. Usually, people would like to meet each other only a few times a day. She doesn't like a house too big. So do I. I like it very much. Grandma likes it, dad likes it, mom likes it, brother Chu likes it too..."

Xie Jialei listened to the tender voice of spicy bar, and his heart gradually grew envious.

If his mother can think like this, their family, also won't come to the present situation.

People, in the final analysis, should be content.

People who know how to be content will be very happy.

Like aunt Wu, she can have a better, bigger, more luxurious house that everyone envies, but she chooses here.

Xie Jialei said with a smile: "I like it very much, too."

Later, one day if he gets married, he wants to live in such a house.

The house is smaller, but warm and human.

All of a sudden, Xie Jialei smelled a very strong fragrance. He said: "how fragrant..."

"Of course, when you eat the rice made by mom, you will feel that you have spent so many years in vain," she said

At this time, Xie Jialei also felt that children like spicy noodles, at this age, would think that their mother's cooking was the best and their mother was the most beautiful.

He nodded: "well, it smells so good, and it will taste delicious..."

"By the way, I bought you some stationery for the beginning of school."

OK, Xie Jialei takes things out.

Spicy bar looks at Xie Jialei's shopping and smokes, so How many?

At 7:30, Xie Xize came back and came in with granny Han.

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