On the day of the agreed date, Mang Ye woke up half an hour ago.

She didn't know if Feng Lun would ask Huan'er to stay, would send someone to pick him up, and when would he come over, and didn't want to let Huan'er go hungry at the last moment, so she made a pot of hand-rolled noodles for breakfast for the whole family.

Huan'er's favorite breakfast is a bowl of strong fragrance hand-rolled noodles, which was also made for him.

The fragrant hand-rolled noodles made Huan'er's eyes turn red. He blinked hard, hiding the wetness in his eyes, pretending to be happy to pick up the bowl and drink a big sip of soup, and said with a smile: "Mom, your skills are getting better and better."

Sang Ye pretended not to notice Huan'er's little thoughts, suppressed his sadness and said softly: "If you like it, eat more, there is still in the pot."

Huan'er nodded and ate the full bowl of noodles in one breath, not even a drop of soup left. After eating, he took the noodle bowl of Tangyuan from Zheng Lin and said, "Uncle, if the noodles are to be lump, please eat it quickly, I'll feed my sister."

"Okay, let me give you a gift." Zheng Lin felt very uncomfortable, and let go of his hand and did not compete with Huan'er.

The ignorant Tangyuaner knew nothing. When he saw his brother feeding him noodles, he disliked him and clapped his hands slowly and urged him: "Brother, eat, eat, eat, hurry, hurry."

The little guy's fat claws still couldn't hold the chopsticks well, so he could only barely scoop the rice with a spoon. If he replaced it with slippery noodles, he could only stare at him. He needed someone to feed him before he could eat it in his mouth.

Huan'er smiled slightly, picked up a piece of noodles and handed it to Tangyuan'er's mouth: "Eat quickly, after you finish eating, my brother will take you out for fun."

Tang Yuan'er's eyes lit up, she opened her mouth and bit the noodles tightly into her mouth. Then, she sucked it skillfully and sucked half of the noodles that her brother deliberately cut into her mouth, making her already fleshy cheeks even more round.

The noodles are strong and tasteful. They use the soup base of old hens. They love to eat dumplings very much. Soon a small bowl of noodles came to the bottom. They touched their round belly through the thin summer shirt. The little guy looked at the last bite of noodle soup at the bottom of the bowl and shook his head reluctantly: "Brother, I'm full."

After hearing this, Huan'er lowered her head and drank all the noodle soup in the bowl very naturally, and didn't care about her eating the bottom of her sister's bowl.

With a handkerchief, Huan'er carefully wiped Tangyuan'er's face. Huan'er said to the others, then led his sister's fat claws to the yard. Looking at the sunlight that had already crossed the wall, his eyes darkened and asked his sister who was squatting down to catch the ant: "If my brother can't accompany Tangyuan anymore, will Tangyuan'er miss his brother?"

When it comes to leaving the Zheng family and living in this place for four or five years, the one he is most reluctant to leave is his mother, followed by Tang Yuaner. When he thinks that his sister is so young, he will not know when he will meet when he leaves, or he will not remember himself. He will not call him "brother" sweetly. Holding his hand as he is now, his reluctance will become even stronger.

"I want!" Tang Yuaner couldn't fully understand his brother's words. He looked up at his brother with a confused look, but answered very affirmatively: "I miss my brother, I want fat group, I want big dust."

It was obvious that she understood the word "think" and compared it with Fat Group, which means that she would miss her brother like Da Hui. Last time Fat Group and Da Hui came back to live for two days, she returned to the mountains. Although she came back every few days, she obviously spent more time in the mountains than in the Zheng family.

Every time I can’t see them, Tangyuan’er always looks at her parents pitifully, hoping that her parents can get her friends back.

"Silly girl..." Huan'er pinched Tang Yuan'er's little face helplessly, and was a little confused whether to teach her whether to distinguish between him and two beasts.

"Brother, baby ant!" Tang Yuan'er didn't know what her brother was thinking, and her attention had long been attracted by the little ants crawling around on the ground.

At this time, a little ant was slowly crawling over her toes with a grain that was several times larger than hers. She looked effortless and thrilling, fearing that the little ant would not have enough strength and be crushed to death by the smashed grain.

When Tang Yuaner saw that she couldn't move, she forgot to go out to play with her brother. Huan'er didn't want to discourage her interest, so she squatted beside her and accompanied her to watch the ants move the food.

When Sang Ye came to the yard, he saw the brother and sister talking in a low voice. From the words he heard vaguely, he could tell that Huan'er was popularizing the knowledge about ants for Tangyuaner.

Tang Yuaner was stunned when she heard this, her eyes shining at her brother, and she was amazed that her brother knew too much, so much that she could not even think of this when she wanted to break her head.

Sang Ye did not come forward to disturb him, but stood there and looked at them. But the more he looked, the more uncomfortable he felt, and such a scene would never happen again.

Just when she was in a daze, the Sang family and the whole family came to the Zheng family with a few big bags, and even Sangyu and Xiaoshan, who were supposed to be in the academy, came.

"These are all for Huan'er. This pack is clothes, this pack is shoes and socks, and this one is for him to make some food that can be used to make him feel patient. If you are hungry on the road, you can make your stomach..." Mu took Huan'er's hand and pointed it to him one by one. As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

Although he has no blood relationship with his family, he has been in pain for a few years and heard that his grandmother's child had been called for several years. Now he is about to leave. I am afraid that he will not even see him in the future. Mu feels very sad.

These bags were prepared in this month, for fear that Huan'er would not have enough food or clothing if she left home. They didn't know that Huan'er had written a letter to Feng Lun, and thought he was going to leave today, so they took them together.

Huan'er clenched her fists tightly, but nodded silently to her grandmother's words. He was afraid that when he made a sound, he would let his grandmother hear his crying. He didn't want to see this kind old man crying for his sadness.

"Brother Huan, take this little thing with you." Xiaoshan squeezed into the front of the person, took out the gift he had prepared with red eyes and stuffed it into Huan'er's hand.

Huan'er looked down and when she saw clearly what was in her hand, she had tears that were about to overflow and she left her back: "What is this?"

Xiaoshan widened his eyes and said, "This is a puppet. I carved it with my own hands as I looked. Can't you recognize it?"

Huan'er looked at the wood carving with a head larger than her body, eyes larger than her mouth, arms thicker than her legs, and human-like wood carvings. The corners of his lips were twitched, and he said against his will: "It's not bad, it's very similar."

Xiaoshan breathed a sigh of relief and said proudly: "It seems that I am quite talented as a carpenter. I have learned the carpenter's dolls that have been carved for more than twenty days with the carpenter. It's a pity that there is not enough time, otherwise I will definitely carve one for each of our family and let you bring it all. If you want to take it out and take it out and take it out."

When Huan'er heard this, she suddenly felt that the puppet in her hand became cute. He held the puppet tightly, stepped forward and hugged Xiaoshan: "Thank you, cousin!"

"Ahem." Huan'er's unusual behavior shocked Xiaoshan. He blushed and embarrassedly covered up: "You are finally willing to call me cousin. It's worth it that I have gotten all my hands for learning sculpture. This wave of brothers is not a loss, hehe!"

Looking at the warm and warm young men, the adults were relieved and sad. They thought that Huan'er was going to travel far and held back the tears that were about to shed.

Then, the other juniors also gave each of their own gifts, mostly small toys. After Huan'er thanked them one by one, she accepted the gifts with great care.

Time passed by without realizing it. It was almost noon, and the open door of the Zheng family did not welcome the people who should have appeared today.

Sang Ye's heart was pounding. Even though he knew that Feng Lun had almost no chance of agreeing to Huan'er, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of extravagant hope: What if the other party agreed?

Once this thought arose, she couldn't help but make it impossible for her to prepare lunch for the two families attentively, and instructed Zheng Lin, "Why don't you go to the road and take a look?"

Zheng Lin guessed what she was thinking, and without saying a word, she led her horse from the backyard to the only way to Shangzheng Village.

It was not until half an hour later that Zheng Lin rode back on a horse, and there was no one behind him. When he met his wife's inquiring gaze, he shook his head and said, "I didn't see anyone, either I was delayed on the road or I wouldn't come here today."

Sang Ye couldn't help but be happy: Did Feng Lun agree?
Chapter completed!