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"Well, it seems to have been sleeping too long. It's getting dark." Vatican Han Han location of the head, body soft sitting on the sofa.

Liu Jiamin came out of the kitchen and said with a smile, "you can sleep a little longer and get up to eat when dinner is ready."

Fanxing giggled and scratched his head and said, "I have to go back to cooking. I don't know when my father will be back."

"You don't have to go back to work. Your father just called you. When you fell asleep and didn't connect it, he called me on my mobile phone. He said that he would come back late tonight and let you have dinner first. If necessary, you can have a meal here. That's what he said

Liu Jiamin jokingly said, by the way, he added, "in order to prepare you to rub rice, I specially made some more dishes, and by the way, sweet and sour spareribs."

Fanxing embarrassed smile, "thank you auntie."

"What are you talking about? Wait. Dinner will be ready soon." With that, Liu Jiamin didn't know what to take in the drawer and went back to the kitchen.

Wen Yiyan calmly sat down on the sofa and watched the evening news.

Fanxing looked at him and then at the kitchen, wondering whether he should sit here with him to watch the news or go to the kitchen to help cook.

She wants to go into the kitchen more selfishly, but it seems that he and his father don't like the area near her

Wu self tangled, finally Brahman star or give up to enter the kitchen.

Although every time my aunt would smile and encourage her to say that she had made progress, she seemed to give her a lot of trouble at the end of each time.

After nuzui, Vatican and Wen Yiyan watched the international news on TV.

About half an hour later, dinner is ready. Vatican stares at the right time, runs to the kitchen to wash his hands, and then helps to serve the meal.

Wen Yiyan turned off the TV, glanced at the back of Vatican star, and then came to the kitchen to wash his hands.

The two worked together, one served the meal, the other took the meal to the table, and then sat down successively.

Liu Jiamin takes the last steamed perch out of the pot, holds it to the table, and then sits down.

She gave Wen Yiyan and Fanxing each clip a piece of meat, said with a smile: "come on, move chopsticks."

The three chatted and laughed with each other for dinner. Wen Yiyan didn't speak most of the time, only occasionally he would return a word or two. Other times, Liu Jiamin and Fanxing were chatting there.

Fanxing is fond of eating sweet and sour spareribs. She is infatuated with the feeling of sour and sweet taste spreading on the tip of her tongue. She often thinks that it is probably the closest taste to happiness.

Wen Yiyan occasionally looks at the corner of her mouth covered with sweet and sour spareribs sauce, always can't help but squint at her.

Fanxing did not feel that, just gnawed on the sweet and sour spareribs, hoping to chew the bones into pieces and swallow them.

After dinner, Fanxing said that she would wash the dishes. Liu Jiamin had no idea, so she went with her.

"In a word, you can help Xiaoxing."

Fanxing picked up the empty dishes and said with a smile, "no, I can do it alone."

Wen Yiyan did not reply to anyone's words, but buried himself in cleaning the bones on the table.

Liu Jiamin takes a look, smiles and doesn't speak.

Leisurely walk to the living room sofa, turn on the TV.

The one she saw recently seems to have a finale tonight.

After cleaning up the table, Fanxing will take the bowl into the kitchen to clean, and Wen Yiyan will take the remaining dishes to the kitchen and wrap them with plastic wrap and put them into the refrigerator in the kitchen.

Fanxing again buried his head to wash the dishes, and then whispered to Wen: "in a few days is aunt's birthday, have you prepared a gift for her?"

The hand of tear fresh-keeping film pauses, and then tear down again, Wen Yiyan voice is indifferent, "have not."

His family has always been reluctant to do these things, it is good to have a verbal blessing.

Vatican stops washing dishes, and their family is always on and off.

No matter who is celebrating his birthday, uncle Wen is not here. Even if he has his own birthday, he is in a very far away place.

So since Fanxing knew their family, they had no habit of having a birthday, but every year Aunt Liu would buy a cake for Wen Yiyan to celebrate.

Looking up at him, Vatican said with a smile, "let's go out and buy a small gift tomorrow."

Wen Yiyan concentrated on covering the dish with preservative film. He said, "whatever you want, don't care about these things."

Fanxing wiped along the bowl with the dishcloth, smacked his lips, sighed: "occasionally someone has a birthday, how nice, but also can celebrate together, lively, even if not buy a gift, that at least buy a cake is good, this is called a sense of ceremony."

"And everyone likes surprise. No matter whether the surprise is small or big, it's always fun."

Wen Yiyan's action on the hand stopped and did not reply.

"Go, let's go and pick out a gift for my aunt. I'll give it to her on her birthday. She will be very happy." Vatican specially softened his voice with a coquettish meaning in his words.Wen Yiyan looked at her faintly, and at last, she agreed on the spot while pushing, "whatever you want."

"Yes Fanxing clapped his hands in the water and said happily, "that's it. We'll go to pick a gift tomorrow."

With the answers he wanted, Brahman began to focus on the work at hand.

Step by step, the food was wrapped up and put into the refrigerator. Wen Yiyan took the dry cleaning dishes for another day and stood next to Vatican star to take over the dishes she had washed.

Dry them one by one and put them back into the disinfecting cabinet.

As if they had practiced for hundreds of times, they cooperated with each other tacit understanding, and soon they put all the things away.

After cleaning up the kitchen, they walked out of the living room together. When Fanxing wanted to go home, Liu Jiamin suddenly asked Wen Yiyan, who had just sat down on the sofa, "did you tell Xiaoxing?"

"What do you say?" Fanxing looked at Liu Jiamin in a daze, and finally looked at Wen Yiyan.

Liu Jiamin suddenly up the problem, Wen Yiyan obviously also some reaction not come over, with a little doubt congealed to her, did not speak rashly.

Fanxing saw Wen Yiyan's sight fell on Liu Jiamin, blinked his eyes, and followed him.

Suddenly accept two pairs of suspicious eyes, Liu Jiamin suddenly wake up, his question really asked some abrupt.

Smiling, she explained: "well, Aunt Li gave me three tickets to ice sculpture city. Didn't you say you wanted to go there? It happened to be three tickets. Three days later, the three of us went together. What do you think?"

Three days later.

Isn't it just Aunt Liu's birthday?

Fanxing meditated for a while in her heart. Suddenly, an idea came out and she said excitedly, "great, I've long wanted to see it."

After the three made an appointment, Fanxing looked at the time shown on the wall clock and said to Liu Jiamin, "it's late. My father should be back. Aunt, I'm going home first."

Liu Jiamin said with a smile: "OK, go ahead. Don't touch water on the wound."

"Well, I see, auntie. In a word, see you tomorrow." Fanxing and Liu Jiamin and Wen Yiyan waved and turned to the door.

Liu Jiamin smiles back, "see you tomorrow."

Wen Yiyan just looked up at her knee. At the moment when she took back her sight, her cool face became softer.

When I bend my knee, I will pull the wound carelessly, and Vatican walks home with a slight limp.

Van Muyang has come back and is sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV.

Hearing the sound of the door, he turned his head at the first time, and soon found that his daughter's.

He stood up, walked around the sofa to Vatican star, and nervously asked, "what's going on? Why is it hurt?"

Vatican laughs and says, "it's OK, Dad. Did you have dinner? Shall I make you something to eat? "

"Don't talk to me about the topic, and tell me from the facts. How did you get hurt?" Van Muyang stares at his daughter and reaches out to help her sit on the sofa.

Knowing that he couldn't hide it, Fanxing could only simply tell the story, "my classmate drove me home by bike and fell down the slope. But it's just a little bit worn, and I've already been medicated for a word. It's OK. Don't worry. "

Van Muyang pinched her nose and sighed heavily. Her expression was quite helpless.

"You just don't worry. Don't be so rash in the future. Whatever you do, you should be more careful, you know? "

Fanxing raised his head and suddenly put his arms around his father. His nose was ground in his hand. He was like a child and said, "I know, Dad."

Seeing his daughter's appearance, van Muyang's tough heart instantly softened into a pool of water. What kind of gas can he send out.

The big palm patted her on the back twice, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

Fanxing nest in his father's arms, the original sweet smile slowly disappeared, the expression suddenly became a little lonely, she whispered: "Dad."

"What's the matter?" Her eyes drop down to see her daughter's mood change.

Fanxing buried himself in his arms and shook his head. His voice was stuffy, "I feel a little distressed. Since I knew him, he seems not to have been very happy."

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