Chapter 697

Yan Wenxi said: "I was very stupid when I was a child. I couldn't speak when I was two years old. People said I was dumb. Also, when I was a child, I was very fat. I couldn't walk steadily. My legs and stomach were full of meat. My neighbors like to call me a dwarf. "

Ye Yi frowned discontentedly: "is your neighbor still alive? If you're alive, remember to go back and fight face more! "

Seeing ye Yi's bad face, Yan Wenxi immediately said, "no, no, you don't mind. My neighbors are very nice, that is, sometimes they don't speak well."

Ye Yi said, "what's the use of being nice when you don't speak well?"

Fearing that ye Yi would not be happy and secrete dopamine, Yan Wenqian immediately said something else: "I'll tell you, our countryside is really fun. My brother is three years older than me. When he was ten, I was seven. We don't have many toys, but we play a lot. My brother is very kind to me. No matter what he plays, he likes to take me with him.

We will catch frogs together in the summer vacation. You know, frogs have amazing eyes. They don't have vision at night. If you shine a flashlight on them, they will not move. It's easy to catch

Ye Yi feels novel: "is that so?"

Yan Wenxi's eyes were bright and she said with a smile, "yes! In summer, we will catch a lot of frogs, stir fry them with pepper at home, which is very delicious. But as a child, I enjoy catching frogs. Once, we went to catch frogs. My brother walked in front and I followed. As a result, there was a pit. My brother crossed it by himself. I didn't pay attention to it. I stepped down and fell directly into the pit.

In the evening, my brother walked very fast, and the pit was dark. I was so scared that people were silly. I cried in the pit. My brother was shining around with a flashlight. He couldn't see me. He was so anxious that he sat on it and cried. It took a long time to find out I was in the pit. Then he didn't pull me up for the first time, but sat on the pit and laughed wildly... "

Ye Yi couldn't help lifting his lips: "how deep is the pit?"

"Two are my height." Yan Wenxi said.

"How tall were you then?" Ye Yi asked with great interest.

"One meter one."

"How did you come up with a pit more than two meters high?" Asked Ye Yi.

While feeding Ye Yi, Yan Wenqian said, "later my brother stretched out his hand to pull me up. After going up, I found that the mud on my face was a mud pit. "

"Ha ha!" Ye Yi laughs.

Yan Wenxi saw Ye Yi smile. She was very happy and continued to say other interesting things: "there is a big difference between rural people and urban people. The city people are euphemistic, the country people are direct. If a neighbor quarrels in the city, he may never talk to him again. But it's different in the countryside. Maybe if you quarrel today and see the other party's children playing by the pond tomorrow, you'll still yell, you son of a bitch, don't play by the pond and go home quickly.

We rural people really grew up playing with mud. Mud is so fun, especially the new mud in spring. For example, before planting in spring, plow the soil. After plowing, herbicides will be sprayed. After weeding, the soil will be pasted again to avoid water leakage.

The mud used by adults to paste the ridge is made of wood from the field. It's very comfortable to play with and doesn't stick to your hands. We always steal mud when adults paste fields. While the adults don't pay attention, they go to dig up a lump... "

Yan Wenxi speaks with relish, and ye Yi listens with relish. He is also a rural child, but he doesn't feel the joy that rural children should have.

He went to work in the city with his parents since he was born. Later, part of Lujia village was demolished and resettled, and their family was resettled. He followed his parents to live in a new home, playing ball by himself.

Yan Wenxi said: "at the beginning of school in autumn, it's just the time when adults paste the rice stalks. It's hot. We like to go to school barefoot. When we pass the rice stalks, we like to pick up the rice stalks that have just been pasted for a short time. They are too soft and gentle. We step on the ridge of the field. If the adults see us, they will scold us at the top of their voice. Ah, you short-lived ghosts, don't run. I won't kill you bastards. But most of them can't catch up with us. In fact, it doesn't matter to step on it. We all choose to step on the half dry ridge, and we won't be trampled by him, but we will leave a row of footprints... "

Ye Yi's eyes are full of loss and admiration.

Yan Wenxi suddenly feels Ye Yi's loss. Her heart beats. It's not good. She can't secrete dopamine.

She immediately changed the subject: "do you like to listen to plays?"

"Listen to the play?" Ye Yi looks at Yan Wenxi in surprise.

Yan Wenxi blushed a little and explained, "it's local opera, Huagu opera, Huangmei Opera and so on."

Ye Yi feels novel: "can you still do this?"

Yan Wenxi was a little embarrassed: "when I was a child, my family was poor, and I didn't have a TV. I went to other people's homes to watch it. They always got together to watch Huagu opera. It's imperceptible. Don't talk about it. It's a good play. "

"Sing me one?" Ye Yi said.

"Well Yan Wenqian feeds Ye Yi.

After feeding a bowl, she asked for ye Yi's advice: "I'll add another bowl for you?"

"No, I'm full, thank you!" Ye Yi said.

"Then drink a bowl of soup. It's a good habit to drink soup. I think the soup in Wu's hospital is very good. It's all real high soup. It's no wonder that Wu's hospital has such a good business. Although the attitude of individual doctors is not very good, the whole hospital is really humanized and thinks of patients everywhere. " Yan Wenxi said.

"Well." Ye Yi deserves to be serious.

Silently think, Yan Wenxi mouth attitude is not good means Xiao Qin that Si.

Yan Wenqian scoops a bowl of soup for ye Yi. She hands it to him and asks him to drink it with his left hand.

She stood upright, ready to sing.

As he was about to speak, he suddenly said, "finish your soup first."

"You sing, it doesn't matter!" Ye Yi said.

Yan Wenxi insisted: "you'd better finish it first. I'll wait until you finish it." Otherwise, she was afraid that he would accept incompetence and spray out the soup.

Ye Yi drank the soup.

Yan Wenxi began to sing: "sister Hu, ah... My wife, ah... What do you compare me to..."

For a while male voice, for a while female voice, the words are correct, the tone is round, ye Yi suddenly attracted, eyes seriously looking at Yan Wenxi.

Yan Wenxi blushed, and then sang: "I compare you to Niulang, no difference... Then I can't compare with Luo... You are more than him... Elder sister Hu, you are my wife, Luo... Brother Liu, you are my husband, wow..."

Singing, singing, she felt more wrong, what wife and husband have come out, to die, she... Why did she choose such a platform?

As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw that ye Yi was listening carefully.

Ye Yi said, "it's nice. It's so nice! Is there anything else? "

"Well." Yan Wenxi answered.

"I want to hear more. Or you'll finish? " Ye Yi has a soft voice.

Yan Wenxi was hard to refuse. She nodded her head and continued to sing: "brother Liu Haige, ah, my husband, what do you compare me to? Oh... I compare you to the weaver girl, no difference..."

The more Yan Wenxi sings, the more embarrassed she is. Her husband and wife are already embarrassed enough. Now even the Cowherd and weaver girl are out.

Bang, the door was directly opened again, Xiao Qin rashly came in.

He quickly put away his playful smile and pretended to be serious: "what do you do?"

In fact, he didn't mean to come in. He just overheard at the door after patrolling the room. When he heard Yan Wenxi singing, he stuck to the door and held on to the doorknob. As a result, he pushed the door and came in without a good control

Yan Wenqian looks at Xiao Qin awkwardly.

Ye Yi stares at Xiao Qin with bad eyes. Is this an assist or is it a smash?