At the critical moment, Miao Xiaohui naturally distinguishes the light from the heavy, and has the heart to be unhappy. She shouts to the man obediently: "good uncle."
"Hey, Hello, this is miss. I often hear my sister talk about you these days..."
Miao Xiaohui was a little shy after hearing this. She put her hand over her little face, turned her head, winked at Aunt Yang, and asked in a low voice, "aunt Yang, what do you say to me every day?"
Tang Shaofeng quietly looked at her beautiful appearance, knew that she must have forgotten the angry thing.
Aunt Yang took her to another room, and the laughter never stopped. Tang Shaofeng naturally kept up with her. How could she miss this time.
On entering the house, aunt Yang was busy making dumplings for them. She welcomed them to her home for the first time.
Small steamed stuffed bun even volunteered to help, roll up the sleeves of the posture some frightening.
As Tang Shaofeng approached, he rolled his sleeves and asked, "where can I wash my hands?"
Aunt Yang and Miao Xiaohui were stunned at the same time. What does that mean? Is he going to do it himself?
Leng a few seconds later, Yang Yi was skeptical pointed to the outside room sink, stuttered answer: "over there."
"Oh, good!" Looking in the direction of aunt Yang's fingers, Tang Shaofeng saw the sink at a glance. As he walked out, he did not forget to pull up the bun.
"Let go of me, tyrant, devil!" he yelled
Tang Shaofeng cold back, "you do not wash your hands out of the dumplings who eat?"
Miao Xiaohui immediately choked no words, gas dry stare speechless, Leng is pulled to the sink.
Seeing that uncle Feng turned on the tap to help her wash, she was in a hurry and tried to get rid of his big hand. She was not happy and said: "I can wash myself!"
Tang Shaofeng as if did not hear the same, continue to pull her small hand, and in order to prevent her from escaping again, forced her arm under the armpit.
"Don't move!" he ordered coldly
How could Miao Xiaohui be so obedient? She struggled with all her strength and didn't want him to wash her hands. When she was in a hurry, she directly raised her leg and kicked uncle Feng's buttocks. She didn't regret it until she finished. Even if Uncle Feng was wrong again, she shouldn't be so impolite and sensible as a younger generation.
But now it's too late to regret, because Uncle Feng turned around and directly knocked her on the wall next to her. A pair of deep eyes stared at her, as if the lion running on the grassland saw the expression of the lamb.
At this time, she knew what fear was. A pair of eyes as bright as gems dodged carefully, and her voice trembled, "King... Uncle Feng..."
"How dare you beat me?" Through the dangerous eyes slightly narrowed, how to see all feel frightening.
Miao Xiaohui swallowed a mouthful of saliva subconsciously. Instead of pretending it, she really counseled. She stammered: "no, uncle Feng, I didn't mean to. I was careless... I really kicked you by mistake..."
And
And what did he mean by that?
Listen to him. Next time, I'll take a belt to her?
Too much! It's too much!
But when she got out of the car and challenged uncle Feng's bottom line, Miao Xiaohui understood the real meaning of Uncle Feng's belt service. She covered her red face and just wanted to scold: "Uncle Feng, rascal!"
"Why don't you come and wash your hands?" Forced to press down the fire on his body, Tang Shaofeng went to the sink, then turned back and yelled coldly.
Leaning against the wall, Miao Xiaohui, who has been in a daze, hears uncle Feng's cold rebuke. She immediately goes over with a red face, turns on the tap quickly with her head down, and is ready to rush away from this right and wrong place.
But just as she was about to turn off the tap, she handed the soap to her.
Miao Xiaohui hesitated for a moment, and finally took the soap in Uncle Feng's hand. At the same time, she also met uncle Feng's fingers. She could not help but think of the action of pinching her little butt just now.
Just now, uncle Feng pinched her little ass with this hand, right?
Thinking about this, Miao Xiaohui immediately shook her head and scolded herself at the bottom of her heart. What are you thinking about?
Then he daubed soap in his palm, rubbed it, washed it with clean water, and walked behind uncle Feng without saying a word.
Looking at her back, Tang Shaofeng can't help but bend his mouth. This girl really doesn't know how to tease!
Then he took up the soap and wiped it on his hands, cleaned it carefully, and walked towards the house.
Back in the house, aunt Yang is already rolling out the skin, and his little bun is sitting on a small bench, holding the dumpling skin in one hand and a small spoon in the other, filling the dumpling skin with pork and scallion.
Don't mention it. It's like that.
"Sir, you've got a sticky hand. I'll just make it with the young lady. It'll be ready in a minute." Tang Shaofeng has a noble status. She is flattered to be able to come to their small place. How can he do it by himself?
Tang Shaofeng, however, smiles a little. He takes a small stool and sits down. He says, "it's OK. Anyway, being idle is also idle. Being active can prevent Alzheimer's disease."
Miao Xiaohui, who has been puffing her face and not making a sound, can't help but be happy when she hears the words of Alzheimer's disease, but she still doesn't laugh so much that she feels uncomfortable.
Tang Shaofeng also pretended not to see, thought: you have the ability to hold!
Aunt Yang was sandwiched between the two of them. She pretended that she could not see them at all. She did not dare to say anything because she was afraid that she might make a mistake and make them unhappy.
Three people just work, the atmosphere is embarrassed, aunt Yang want to find a topic to liven up the atmosphere.
Before she thought of it, Miao Xiaohui said, "aunt Yang, guess what I've done these days?"
Aunt Yang smiles and cooperates, "I can't guess. You'd better tell me directly."
"I worked as a teacher in Yancun for a few days. I took a group of children to play there. Those children were so funny. One of them was crying when I left..." speaking of these days, I couldn't finish even for three days and three nights.
Aunt Yang listened to straight curious, "how do you know Yancun?"
We started from the city five days ago, but when we drove to Yan village, we were stopped by the flood. When we went to the village, we knew that the disaster was serious. Later, we stayed in the village to help them rebuild. The teacher who taught the children was gone, so I took them to play for a few days... "Speaking of these things, Miao Xiaohui was very excited, It seems that he forgot everything he was angry with Uncle Feng and talked endlessly.
"You built it for me?" Aunt Yang is more curious, because the disaster situation in their village is not optimistic, if the villagers live in the homes of some villagers with better disaster situation.
Take their home for example. There is no one now. When it comes to night, there will be neighbors nearby to borrow it.
"My uncle Feng and his company..." said it frankly. She subconsciously looked at the man who was silent and focused on making dumplings around her, and then immediately changed her face. "Tang Group set up a special public welfare emergency ancestor to help some people in need“
Miao Xiaohui such an explanation, aunt Yang immediately understand. The eyes full of expectation are looking at the man, and they want to say nothing.
Miao Xiaohui saw the embarrassed expression on Aunt Yang's face and said: "aunt Yang, you can say whatever you want."
Aunt Yang is embarrassed to smile, hurried to live in the hand of dumpling skin, still don't know how to say.
But what she didn't expect was that Tang Shaofeng, who had been unable to integrate into their topic, said faintly, "I've contacted the company on the way here, and a new group of team members should come down tomorrow to help with the post disaster reconstruction."
Aunt Yang's eyes widened in surprise. What she wanted to say had not been said. How could Mr. Tang know?
Miao Xiaohui didn't feel surprised at all. What's more, she didn't feel that uncle Feng was so great. Helping one village was also helping, helping two villages was also helping. What's so proud of?
"Really, sir?" Aunt Yang immediately put down the rolling pin in her hand, her eyes shining, and asked excitedly.
"Well!" In the face of aunt Yang's excited eyes, he still kept a light expression, such a big thing in front of him seems to be as simple as eating and sleeping.
"That's really great. There are several old people in the village who are homeless. With the help of the Tang family, they can finally have a place to live." Aunt Yang was so excited and incoherent that she wanted to go out and tell everyone the good news.
Looking at Aunt Yang's excited look, Miao Xiaohui laughed and immediately grabbed her to sit down. "Don't be excited. This is what they should do. Who let them earn so much money?"
Miao Xiaohui's anger is still not smooth. No matter what she says, it can be brought to Uncle Feng. Aunt Yang immediately pulls her sleeve and whispers: "don't talk nonsense!"
Suddenly no interest, the hands of the dumpling skin let the panel on a put, waving hands up: "no package!"
The buttock leaves the small bench not to have 20 centimeters, from the peak uncle stern warning sound spread to come over, scared her whole body up and down a shiver.
She blankly toward the taut face of Uncle Feng to see in the past, eyes misty, voice also with grievance: "I don't want to pack, still can't?"
"Didn't I tell you to start and finish?" This time, Tang Shaofeng raised his head, cold eyes shot a cold that can freeze the dead.
Miao Xiaohui takes a look and moves away immediately.
It's too scary. Is uncle Feng going to eat her?
Can still be tough to show off, "I don't want to pack, just don't want to pack, or what has a beginning and an end?"
"Rub" for a while, sitting on a small stool, Tang Shaofeng stood up, a pair of icy eyes staring at her, the line of Chin jumping very tight, see out in trying to endure his anger.
Miao Xiaohui, who was just very tough, saw Uncle Feng's action of standing up, which made her legs soften. She stepped back and knocked down the bench, making a clear sound.
As soon as aunt Yang saw the driver, she immediately got up to persuade her, "no, no, sir, you will have a rest. I can do it by myself. Besides, my sister-in-law should come back later."