Lazy people also have spring

Chapter 67 Inferiority

……An is not only the An of ease, but also the An of peace, and Le is the joy of happiness. He just hopes that the little girl will be safe, happy and smooth in her future life.

This simple and simple wish was immediately highly approved by An Yi, and even the little girl who seemed to understand half understood showed a faint smile.

With this little girl, An Yi changed from her usual laziness and devoted all her thoughts to the kitchen.Every day is not a variety of nutritious and delicious meals suitable for children, or a variety of non-stop snacks, so that the little girl's resistance to him quickly melts away.

No, after learning that An Yi was frying chicken nuggets for her in the kitchen, Xiaoya was able to leave Wang Meng's shelter, and came here by herself, "Daddy~."

"Why are you here? Come on, this is just out of the oven, take it out, don't burn you. There is a lot of oily smoke in the kitchen, hurry up and go into the house to eat with your father." An Yi was busy with his hands and feet, mixing As soon as I was free, I took the fried chicken nuggets that had been fried, shaved the bones, and wrapped in a layer of batter with eggs, and filled a large bowl for the children to put on the tray and take them away.

"Hey." The little girl was sniffed by Xiang'er's greedy nose, and happily left with the tray.Unexpectedly, within a few minutes, she came back again, and said embarrassingly, "Daddy, will Xiaoya accompany you? Don't worry, Xiaoya will never make trouble!"

An Yi paused for a moment, his eyes were full of surprises, and after a while, he realized that he was not dreaming, smiled at the child, and let out a heavy "eh".It just so happened that it was time to fish out the chicken nuggets that had already been put into the pot. After he put the new ones into the pot again, he used a small bowl to pick out less hot chicken nuggets and filled more than half of the bowl, and let Xiaoya sit on the small bench eat.

Although Xiaoya didn't open her mouth again until the chicken nuggets were fried, she sat there quietly like a lifeless wallflower, but An Yi was still very comforted in her heart.This child has gradually gotten used to this family and his father.

As the saying goes: children from poor families head home early.

Xiaoya has experienced such suffering, and she is actually mentally more mature than children of the same age. She knows her own situation and the difference between the original family and the current one.It was only at the beginning, because I lived in fear for a long time and was frightened that I was terrified, so I was terrified and terrified all day long.

Simply, the child's resilience and plasticity are the best. Although she was so frightened that she almost ruined her whole body, under the careful comfort and care of An Yi and Wang Meng, her emotions finally recovered gradually. With the emotions of a normal child.

Maybe it's because children are inherently sensitive to the emotions of adults.They only need close contact to tell who is sincere to them and who is false to them. Even complex emotions can tell whether it is good or bad for them, whether they should be close or stay away.

For a child like Xiaoya who has lived in panic for a long time, this talent is infinitely magnified. Otherwise, in the violent scene at that time, she would not have grabbed Wang Meng's trousers tightly, as if she was holding on to the last life-saving stick. The duckweed generally yearns for redemption.

An Yi shook his head, cleared the messy emotions in his mind, and turned his head to Xiaoya gently and said, "What do we Xiaoya want for lunch? Fried chicken nuggets are delicious, but they can only be used as snacks or side dishes, Xiaoya Is there anything else you want to eat?" In fact, he just asked out of habit, and didn't mean to ask the child to answer, after all, he had failed too many times before, and it was an accident that the child could accompany him in the kitchen joy.

Unexpectedly, when Xiaoya heard his question, she not only stopped eating, but quickly chewed the chicken in her mouth a few times and swallowed it, and asked him in a low voice, "Can I eat anything I want?"

"Of course!" An Yi nodded affirmatively, with a smile blooming on her excited face, "Come on, don't worry, as long as our little girl can tell you, Daddy will do it, Daddy promises!"

The little girl felt that he really said that and didn't treat herself as a burden, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and finally there was a trace of happiness on her expressionless little face, "Then, can the little girl eat steamed buns? You don’t need white flour, but black flour is fine. If, if not, Wowotou…”

An Yi's heart was sore, he raised his hand and stretched it out for a long time, but still under the child's shrinking and the voice became smaller and smaller, he touched her head and gently stroked, "So the little girl wants to eat steamed buns. This is simple, Daddy will steam you fragrant and soft milk-flavored steamed buns, okay? There are milk, eggs, and flour in it, so delicious."

"Milk, fragrance... Is that kind of steamed bun too?" Hearing that there are delicious ones, the courage and stubborn stomach raised by the two these days made Xiaoya ignore the uneasiness in her heart, and subconsciously He raised his head, "Is it better than steamed buns with black flour, or even steamed buns with white flour?"

"Of course, it's more delicious than those two, and it's Daddy's exclusive invention. No one else knows it. Is Xiaoya going to help Daddy?" An Yi looked at Xiaoya encouragingly.

"Xiaoya, can Xiaoya help too?" Xiaoya happily stretched out her hand, wanting to roll up her sleeves.Originally at the Wu family, she also helped the adults with the work every day, but when she arrived at the An family, she was no longer needed to do any work, which made her feel uneasy. Now the new father asked her to work because she was the master of the family. people, right?

"Of course." An Yi smiled, moved a stool by the stove, stretched out his hand, trying to pull her up.

The little girl was secretly happy, and quickly tidied up her sleeves, but as soon as her little hands were exposed, the frostbite not long ago showed on them.The lumps of red marks, and a few pus marks that haven't come off clean, are yellow, yellow and red, and look particularly disgusting.

This kind of frostbite has existed every winter since she can remember, and Xiaoya has actually been used to it for a long time.Compared with the soreness and pain that accompanied her every day, An Yi specially prepared the frostbite ointment these days, and the frostbite was almost healed.In addition to these frostbite, the little man actually has a thick layer of calluses on his hands, which shows that he is a hard worker at home.

If this is the case alone, it is not enough to touch the little girl who has long been used to it for a long time. However, when An Yi's slender, fair and flawless hand stretched out in front of her eyes, and then compared with her own ugly hand, Xiaoya somehow felt a sudden feeling in her heart. Uncomfortable, subconsciously put his hands behind his back.

She still doesn't know at this moment that her emotion is called low self-esteem...