The little girl in front of her was wearing a clean and simple dress, but it was a little small, and her body tightly wrapped around her looked slightly fleshy. In fact, compared to children of the same age, her height and weight were below the standard. .

"Plum ..." Li Rong shouted softly again and again.

The little girl turned a blind eye to Li Bong, but just looked at the other side of the yard cheerfully.

A gray-faced little boy came over.

The boy also had a few sweet potato leaves on his head, his clothes were covered with fallen leaves, and he stood in the yard holding a tree branch and scraping the dirt on his feet. He smiled and said to the little girl happily: "Oh, brother dug A big sweet potato ... "

The little girl struggling to carry the sweet potato, staggered into the room, and threw it into the kitchen.

The little boy walked in, washed the sweet potatoes, and went to the yard to light a fire.

The two squatted next to the fire. The little girl pursed her mouth while stroking her stomach, struggling to help her cheeks, as if she didn't want the saliva to flow out.

The little boy's eyes were very bright in the light of the fire. He seriously roasted the sweet potatoes over the fire and roasted them, but the technology didn't seem to be good. From time to time, the sweet potatoes fell from the fork into the fire.

"Brother, is it ready to eat?" The little girl asked, blinking.

"Not yet, not cooked. Wait for the aroma ..." said the little boy with experience.

The little girl sucked her nose vigorously, then looked at her brother aggrievedly, "Already has an aroma!"

"Not yet," said the boy stubbornly.

The little girl no longer insisted, just leaned over a little, while watching the sweet potato in the flames while sucking her nose.

After a while, the sweet potatoes were finally cooked. The little boy took the sweet potatoes out, and the little girl reached out to pick them up. She quickly dropped them and exclaimed.

"Is it hot?" The little boy took the little girl's hand resentfully, sighing.

"No ..." The little girl's voice was soft and with the peculiarity of her age, she looked at her brother with a smile.

"I feed you." The little boy wiped the sweet potatoes and started peeling.

"I've grown up and can eat it by myself!" The little girl said dissatisfied, and when her brother brought the sweet potatoes over, she opened her little mouth obediently.

Afraid that the sweet potatoes were a little hot, the little boy took it back and blew it, watching the little girl stomp, and then handed it over again.

"Brother, you eat." The little girl found that her brother did not eat.

"I have lunch at school this afternoon, I have eaten at school," said the little boy.

"I have food in the afternoon ... I really want to go to school," said the girl enviously.

"Wait for you to grow up." The little boy said old-fashionedly, touching the little girl's head.

After a while, the little girl ate sweet potatoes, and the little boy asked her to wash her hands.

Watching the little girl walk into the room, the little boy looked at the sweet potato skins, swallowed it, sneaked a glance into the room, quickly took a piece and put it in his mouth, gobbling.

Li Rongli stood aside. When he did these things, he always felt right, but when he saw all of them, his eyes were a little sore.

She is now a bystander, and Li Zi is watching her brother, even though many things are not seen by her, but she can feel them.

There is such an elder brother, so she will have such an attachment. The guilt and guilt in Lee ’s heart should be washed and cleaned up ... Such brothers and sisters should be forgiven anyway, and they should always fall in love in the afternoon, No matter how this love is manifested.

From beginning to end, the little boy and girl didn't see Li Dao, Li Dao confirmed that they really couldn't see themselves, so they followed into the room.

The little girl was washing her feet in the living room, the little girl kicked the splash playfully, and the little boy was washing her feet.

After helping the little girl wash her face and ass, she took her to bed.

The little girl was sitting at the bed watching her brother reading a book. The brother was reading a tattered comic book.

"You go to bed first," said the little boy.

"No!" The little girl said with a small mouth, "I want my brother to hold it before sleeping."

The little boy had to wash his face and feet, and climbed to bed and hugged her to sleep.

"Brother, I want to listen to the story ..." The little girl crouched in her brother's arms and looked at her comic strip with curiosity.

"Well ... I still tell Sun Wukong's story today ..."

"Brother, Sun Wukong is awesome, if you are Sun Wukong ..."

"Then you want Sun Wukong or your brother?"

"Ah ... then I want brother ..."

After a while, the little girl fell asleep, and the little boy was still looking at the comic strip. His eyes were bright and bright. Li Rong knew that he was sinking into a fantasy world at this time. If he was Sun Wukong, that would be great.

Li Rong left the room and looked at everything familiar. It was slightly different from his own impression, but after so many years, there have always been some changes. Looking at the layout of more than ten years ago, I could not help comparing what was different.

Time is always moving forward. How many people have the opportunity to travel back in time and look at those scenes that are gone forever? Li Rongzhi knows that he is not actually going back to the past now. These should only be his own memories. Psychic Baoyu used his memory to construct scenes.

Such a scene has already happened and cannot be changed, so Xiaoli Rong and Xiaoli Banzhuang cannot see him, and he cannot affect them.

But what is your purpose here? Qi Jiangxian said that if you want to know something, you can use psychic gems to know the answer. Now you are here, where is the answer?

Lee does not know, is this answer hidden in his own memory? Li Rong was thinking hard, not sure what was neglected in his memory.

Is it necessary to carefully observe something in this memory?

Lee walked into the yard and found that he could not leave the yard, and there was nothing particularly noteworthy in the old house and the yard.

Except that this jackfruit tree gave Li a different feeling, there are no other exceptions. Is it necessary to pick a jackfruit fruit for a look?

Li Rongzheng had this idea, but he heard the voice of the voice coming from the room, and went in quickly.

The little boy was already up, standing in the middle of the room wearing a pair of pants, biting his lip, and staring at the woman in front of him with this rare and indifferent look.

Minjiang fairy.

Minjiang immortal is no different from what he remembers, and his temperament is still cold and indifferent.

"What are you doing here so late?" Said the little boy.

"Give you living expenses." Min Jiangxian took out the money and handed it over.

The little boy didn't pick it up, and Jiang Jiangxian didn't force it. He put it directly on the kitchen table and smiled. "When plums are hungry, you will always want them."

The little boy bit his lip and turned stubbornly. Mom told the truth, but he didn't succumb in front of her.

"Preschool still has to continue, I will go to school tomorrow to pay the tuition." Min Jiangxian said.

The little boy stopped and trot back to his room, hugging his sister tightly.

Min Jiangxian walked in, and Li Rong walked in.

Min Jiangxian turned on the light, and the little boy reached out and stopped his sister's eyes, not letting the sudden light wake her up, and looked at her mother angrily, because she didn't take this into consideration.

"You like your sister so much and wait for her to grow up and marry you." Min Jiangxian didn't care about the little boy's eyes.

"Why are you so ignorant, she is my sister!" A child of this age will probably be a little bit shy when talking about this kind of marriage, but the little boy is not. He wants to be sensible, he just feels angry. .

Li Rong looked at all of this, and some understand why she hated Min Jiang Xian especially when she was a child, because she always looks like this, she doesn't care about your happiness, or care about your anger. This carelessness is very hurting.

Li Luan was stunned, he did not remember this paragraph, did not expect that Jiang Jiangxian once said such things to himself.

Many people have probably been joked when they were young. Who, who, who marries, who, who, who, who, who marries whom, very few of these jokes will remain in memory, but most of them will be forgotten, at most in the future. I felt a little awkward, sweet, shy or disgusted.

So Li Rong naturally forgot, but of course at this time understood that Jiang Jiangxian was not kidding.