Chuntao asks anluoluo to go back to the house to have a rest, while she goes to wash the dishes and cook. She doesn't ask anluoluo to help.

Only anluoluo was left. Seeing all the simple and warm furnishings of Chuntao home, she suddenly had a feeling of home.

There is no luxury decoration, no beautiful wallpaper, no luxury furniture, or even the piano and violin she likes. There is only a wooden sofa with paint off, a yellow calendar, and a rough tea bowl. But the happiness here is not bad at all.

She couldn't sit alone, so she went out. Come to the door, go down the bluestone steps, and then bend down to touch the magical stream, cool, very comfortable.

This is downstream, where you can wash your clothes and take a bath. So anluoluo took off her shoes, sat down by the stream and put her feet in the water.

Two white feet were poking around in the water. Suddenly she thought that when her mother was young, she must have played here like her.

Suddenly, a head sprang out of the water, which scared anluoluo to withdraw her feet from the water. She wanted to leave, but heard the laughter behind: "hahaha, sister Lolo, are you scared?"

After hearing Er Zhuang's voice, anluoluo looked back. It was Er Zhuang.

"Er Zhuang, how could it be you?" Asked Carlo incoherently.

"Sister Lolo, I often play underwater." Er Zhuang replied.

Anluoluo suddenly realized that aunt Chuntao said that the children here grew up like this.

"Well, I'm ignorant." Then she sat down and continued to draw water.

"Sister Lolo, what did you grow up on?" Two Zhuang asked.

"What's the matter?" Asked Carlo, puzzled.

"Why are you so white? The whitest Wang Xiaohua here is not as white as you. " Er Zhuang said.

Anluoluo chuckled. The child was really childlike. However, anluoluo noticed that when Er Zhuang mentioned Wang Xiaohua, there was light in his eyes.

It's the beginning of love, I guess.

When Chuntao came back from washing vegetables, she saw anluoluo's feet soaking in her hands and cried out, "Oh, how can you freeze yourself so much?"

Angelo doesn't know what's going on. It's very comfortable.

When Er Zhuang saw his mother, he was probably afraid of her scolding and got into the water again.

"What's the matter? Aunt Chuntao. " Asked Angelo, rising to her feet.

"You are pregnant with a child and can't get cold. Women are most afraid of getting cold." Spring peach said, go down to catch her, squat down, with their sleeves to help her dry feet.

Anluoluo can't help but step back. She was moved by aunt Chuntao's behavior. Aunt Chuntao didn't dislike herself and directly took the sleeve to wipe her feet. Even her mother didn't do that.

Anluoluo's eyes full of moving tears, picked up spring peach said: "aunt, I'm ok, not cold."

"You are not cold, the child is afraid of cold." Chuntao insisted.

Two Leng in the water to hear the mother and sister Luo Luo said the child's things, listen to a Leng a Leng, also did not understand what happened in the end.

Spring peach led anluoluo back home, life and death do not let anluoluo into the kitchen, anluoluo can only stand outside to chat with aunt Chuntao.

Looking at aunt Chuntao's action, she is a good cook.

Suddenly spring peach seems to think of something, let anluoluo wait at home, oneself want to go out for a while.

Anluoluo was wondering what aunt Chuntao had done in the middle of her meal. When she came back, she was carrying an old hen whose hair had been shaved clean.