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"Auntie, are you drunk?" Xu Chacha put the milk on the bedside table, and squatted in front of Wen Mubai, "Would you like to drink some milk before going to bed, so that your stomach will feel better."

Wen Mubai didn't answer her question, just stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek, feeling the soft skin under his fingertips, the smile on her lips widened, "It's so soft."

Xu Chacha sighed heavily, and let her knead her face at will, "Auntie, finish drinking the milk and go to sleep, you were sleepy just now."

"Little one, do you want to go home with my sister, my sister will buy you a cake to eat." Wen Mubai answered irrelevantly.

"..." Xu Chacha gave up the idea of ​​talking to her, and held the milk in front of her, "Drink."

"It's quite fierce." Wen Mubai looked up at her lazily, but still took it and drank it.

There was a little milk froth on her light-colored lips, and she stretched out the tip of her tongue to lick it off casually (more novels plus group 712273271), and changed her hand to support her head, still looking lazy, "So do you want to come to my sister?" Home."

Xu Chacha pretended she couldn't hear, and took the milk cup she had finished drinking to wash it and dry it, so as to avoid the milky smell overnight.

When she came back, Wen Mubai was still in the same position, but his eyelashes were drooping and he looked drowsy.

Xu Chacha supported her shoulders and laid her down, feeling like a dedicated old nanny, while Wen Mubai turned into a playful child.

"Sleep when you're sleepy, why pretend to be cool there."

Hearing her voice, Wen Mubai's eyes opened a little, the sleepiness prevented her from focusing accurately, but she called out her name accurately, "Chacha? Why did you come here, Auntie is waiting for you to sleep together."

Good guy, Xu Chacha sighed secretly, and said in his heart that this year's Spring Festival Gala without you, Wen Mubai's face-changing Sichuan Opera, I would never watch.

She closed the door, locked the windows, and finally covered Wen Mubai with the quilt before she threw off her slippers and lay down.

He had done a lot of exercise during the day, and after lying down, Xu Chacha realized how wonderful the relaxation of his muscles was.

Satisfied, she found a habitual sleeping position, and was just about to close her eyes to enjoy sleep, but suddenly realized something was wrong and opened her eyes suddenly.

Wait, did she forget to turn off the lights?

……

As the weather forecast said, there was another thunderstorm at night, the thin single-pane glass windows of the old house could not block the roaring thunder, Xu Chacha turned over and was woken up.

With two dark circles under her eyes, she drooped her small face, looking at the lightning that split the night sky again, full of helplessness.

I didn't know when I got into Wen Mubai's arms, her light and shallow breathing resounded above her head, the rhythm was long and regular at first, and then it suddenly became rapid after she said something in her sleep.

"Mom, grandma...don't leave me alone...don't go..."

She had never heard Wen Mubai's voice so fragile, Xu Chacha's heart was shaken by his faint crying.

Is it because Wen Mubai pretended too well during the day, except that she looked a little tired when we first met, she didn't show any emotion at all during the rest of the time, and she even joked with Xu Chacha as usual.

Xu Chacha raised her arm and placed it on her back, patting her small palm against her, "Don't cry, don't cry."

But while she was saying this, she felt some warm liquid flowing down her neck.

Xu Chacha suffocated for breath, and the heartbeat in her chest became dull like thunder outside.

She is crying.

Wen Mubai's rare and fragile appearance made Xu Chacha feel that she had glimpsed an incredible secret, she didn't dare to say it, maybe she wouldn't even tell it to herself after waking up, she just wanted to hide it quietly.

"I won't be alone, Chacha will always be with Auntie." The immature voice used the most sincere and serious promise.

When I grow up, let me protect you.

Wen Mubai, who was hugging her, seemed to have heard this sentence, and his arms circled tighter.

……

Before seven o'clock the next day, Wen Mubai woke up faintly. She had never woken up so early before, lying on her back, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

She seemed to have a dream last night, a long, long dream, of her mother and grandmother who had left, and her young self.

She remembered showing off to her mother every time she took the report card and certificate, and she couldn't forget her perfunctory tone.

Wen Mubai didn't mean to blame her. Of course, as a mother, she cared about herself, but she was never the first.

Compared with his father, his mother spends more time at home, but Wen Mubai's face is not even as good as the former's.

Usually, she always stays in the workshop drawing paper or making sample clothes, and finally has time to rest, and she will not stay at home, but is always on the way to various parties and appointments.

Wen Mubai missed her and would summon up the courage to knock on the door of the studio, or call her, but the former would only get serious criticism, while the latter would be faced with indifferent "beeps", maybe there would be more... A sentence "Mom will come back later, I will go to your father when I am bored".

Occasionally, when it was heard that she had a daughter, Mother Wen would bring some gifts back, but Wen Mubai was so easy to coax when he was young, he immediately forgot about the little grievance, and opened his arms to hug her.

Wen's father and Wen's mother never quarreled, but they rarely talked happily. They were like two strangers living in the same room, and they didn't say hello when they met.

But even so, on the day Wen's mother left, as her husband, Wen's father was the first to be notified of his critical illness. He rushed to the hospital and signed the consent form for the operation. At this time, Wen Mubai was competing.

The judges randomly selected questions, three elements, mother, winter, and flowers, and the contestants wrote on the spot.

Father Wen told Wen Mubai's teacher that he hoped to tell her after the competition was over. When he made this call, Mother Wen had already gone, and he felt that there was no need to interrupt Wen Mubai's competition.

Mother Wen didn't wait for her relatives to accompany her to the bed to explain the doctor's orders like she did in the TV series. She came alone and wanted to leave alone.

Wen Mubai won the first place in the competition. She still wanted to put the certificate in the box to seal the dust. When she got the news of Mother Wen's death, she threw the certificate in and burned it together while disposing of her belongings.

Her mother was as enthusiastic as a rose, like a short flowering period that failed to survive that winter.

Wen Mubai's life didn't change much because of Wen's mother's departure, and she even wondered if she was really hard-hearted and didn't feel sad about her mother's departure.

Until the holiday, when she saw her grandmother, the woman held her in her arms and said, "I'm sorry, I only told her to be a free and unfettered person, but I forgot to teach her how to care for those close to her."

The old man's eyes were red, and he took her rough hand, "Grandma loves you for mother, okay?"

That day, she finally cried. She didn't make much noise, but the tears couldn't stop flowing down, as if she was about to cry all the water in her body silently like this.

After that, every vacation to F town became Wen Mubai's most anticipated day, but now grandma has also left.

She didn't cry this time because she knew that the old man was more sad than herself. If she didn't hold back, who would take care of him behind him.

Alcohol and the rainy night made her relax her vigilance, Wen Mubai felt that the dream was too real, as if when she lost control of her emotions, a pair of warm hands surrounded her and whispered something in her ear.

what is coming.

Wen Mubai blinked her eyelashes lightly, and at the same time she heard the sound of shallow breathing beside her, she looked down and saw Xu Chacha who was sleeping soundly in a ball hiding in her arms.

She remembered.

"Chacha will always be with Auntie"

Eyelids drooping, she pursed her lips and smiled silently, reaching out to ruffle the child's hair.

Xu Chacha murmured a few times, turned her face away, and the messy hair that covered her face fell off, revealing the bruises under her eyes, and she couldn't hide her exhaustion even though she was sleeping peacefully.

Wen Mubai frowned, if I remember correctly, did she get drunk last night after just one drink, it seems that the memories started to be intermittently disconnected from blowing her head.

Could it be that she was taken care of by a child last night, Wen Mubai raised his arms and twisted his neck, and found that there was no soreness or weakness on his body.

Well taken care of.

"Our Chacha has worked hard." She leaned over to touch Xu Chacha's forehead, and gently lifted the quilt.

The old man never had breakfast, and the housekeeping aunts he invited only came at noon. Xu Yanshu used bread to deal with it casually yesterday morning, but Xu Chacha was here today.

There are a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator, which were just purchased by the housekeeper the day before.

Wen Mubai hesitantly brought out a box of luncheon meat and two eggs. She never cooks at home, and always uses takeaways to deal with outside. The only recipes she can think of now are fried eggs and luncheon meat.

The rubber band used to tie the hair before did not know where it was tossed, Wen Mubai took a chopstick to fix the long hair, full of energy.

Holding the egg, Wen Mubai looked at the luncheon meat, as if wondering who to deal with first, finally she put the things down and chose to fire first.

After the fire was turned on, the pot soon began to steam, which gave her a sense of urgency, and she had to throw the ingredients in immediately, so she grabbed an egg and beat it in, and she let out a long sigh of relief.

Then just wait until it is cooked and take it out.

But soon the tip of his nose smelled the smell of burning, Wen Mubai thought about turning it over, but he smashed the egg in two with a shovel, and another part of its charred "corpse" was still on the bottom of the pot.

Wen Mubai held up the shovel and did not move for a long time.

"It's harder than catching a doll."

Xu Chacha was woken up by the smell. She has a better sense of smell, and the room she sleeps in is near the stairs to the kitchen.

She quickly smelled the smell of burnt food, and when she opened the door, she heard clanging in the kitchen.

The bed behind him was empty, so...Wen Mubai was frying the kitchen downstairs?

She quickly put on her slippers and ran downstairs, the first thing she did when she rushed into the kitchen was to shout to Wen Mubai, "Auntie, turn on the range hood!"

"Range hood?" Wen Mubai still held an egg in his hand, turned around and looked around, "Where is it?"

Xu Chacha patted her chest to comfort herself, raised her finger to the top of the stove, "Touch that round finger."

"Di—" The range hood finally started to work.

"Why did you come down?" Wen Mubai put down the egg and walked over, "Are you hungry, wait a minute, Auntie is making breakfast for you."

Xu Chacha didn't listen to what she was saying at all, all eyes were on the burning pot behind her, "The fire is on, it's on fire!"

"It seems to be." At the critical moment, Wen Mubai was not in a hurry. She turned off the fire and threw the pot into the sink. When the cold water was turned on, there was another burst of white smoke rushing up with a "squeaky" sound.

Xu Chacha saw her rusty brushing action from the side, and then looked at the pile of eggshells next to her, her expression was indescribable, "Auntie, if you fry a few more eggs like this, you will break a hole in the pan."

Wen Mubai paused, feeling somewhat ashamed to expose his culinary skills in front of children.

"Sorry, Auntie is not very good at cooking."

"I see." Xu Chacha rolled up his sleeves, "Let me help Auntie."

"What can you do, go out, Auntie can." Wen Mubai shook his head.

"Yes, you can. You can completely blow up the kitchen." Regardless of her objections, Xu Chacha took the bowl over and skillfully cracked three eggs into it, stirring with chopsticks and said, "Fortunately, it didn't blow up." Grandpa wakes up, otherwise he won't be able to suppress his shock no matter how many cups of wine he drinks."

Wen Mubai touched the tip of his nose, and there was no rebuttal.

"You're so big, you're quite good at admonishing people." Wen Mubai stared at her as if walking in a smooth manner, "When did you learn this?"

"I..." Xu Chacha turned his brains around and lied casually, "I used to cook breakfast at their house."

Wen Mubai didn't want her to recall bad things, so he quickly changed the subject, "Auntie can help you, just tell Auntie what to do."

"Clean the pot first, and don't leave any water at the bottom of the pot, or the oil will fry the pot." Xu Chacha moved a small stool under his feet, put it on his hips, and instructed, "Cut the luncheon meat into cubes and stir it with the egg liquid."

Wen Mubai obeyed the command, "And then."

After Xu Chacha came down, she took a small spoon, added some salt and cooking wine to the egg mixture, stirred it well, and put the bowl back.

"Put oil in the hot pan and lay eggs." Xu Chacha stood on tiptoe to monitor her every move, "Medium to low heat, keep stirring the chopsticks in the pan, so that the fried eggs will be more tender."

Wen Mubai's movements were a bit clumsy, but in the end he barely succeeded, even though the omelette was fried in bits and pieces.

"Great!" Xu Chacha clapped her hands.

"Is this enough?" Wen Mubai brought the egg in front of her, "The milk has been warmed up for you."

"Is there any toast in the refrigerator?" Xu Chacha asked.

"Yes." Wen Mubai went to get it, "but there is no bread machine."

"It's okay, it's the same with a pot." Xu Chacha instructed her, "Bake it on a low heat, no need to add oil, it will be ready soon."

Bread is much easier to handle than eggs, and Wen Mubai baked four pieces in no time.

"Yeah." Xu Chacha put on disposable gloves, put the broken part of the egg into the toast, squeezed some salad dressing on it and covered it.

"Okay, try it." She held the plate and handed it to Wen Mubai, her eyes full of anticipation.

Wen Mubai took a bite out of the sandwich, and found that it was much more surprising than expected. The toast was thin and crispy on the outside, but the inside was warm and soft. The taste of fried eggs and salad dressing was also very suitable.

"Is it tasty?"

"good to eat."

"That's good." Xu Chacha smiled reassuringly, and then picked up the milk to drink.

The two of them didn't go to the dining table either. They stood by the side of the kitchen, looked at each other and smiled, and finished the sandwich in a few strokes. Xu Chacha rolled up his sleeves to wash the dishes.

"My aunt cooks and I wash the dishes. We have a clear division of labor."

"Let me do it, there's only one plate in total." Wen Mubai took the dishcloth.

"What's wrong here." As soon as she stretched out her wrist, Xu Chacha noticed a few scalded red dots on it with her sharp eyes. Thinking of the series of operations just now, it didn't seem so surprising that this person would be scalded to the point of being scalded.

"Why are you so careless?"

"It doesn't hurt, even the marks will be gone in two days."

"Who said that if you don't handle it well, it will easily leave scars." Xu Chacha had been scalded on his neck before, and because of the blisters, he fought back and buckled it, leaving a mark.

"Come here and give you medicine."

"It's fine after washing this." Wen Mubai kept moving his hands, quickly washed the dishes and put them back in place, and was dragged upstairs by the impatient Xu Chacha.

As a result, after walking around for a long time, the little girl turned around angrily, showing weakness unwillingly, "Where is the medicine box?"

Wen Mubai chuckled lightly, patted her on the head, "I'll do it."

She found the medicine box, unpacked the cotton swab, dipped it in the ointment and handed it to Xu Chacha, "Hurry up, ancestor, if you don't apply the medicine, it will heal by itself."

Xu Chacha glared at her fiercely, "Not paying attention at all."

Wen Mubai didn't know why, but rather enjoyed the feeling of being cared for by her, propped his head on one hand, lowered his eyes to listen to her babble, and answered the words with a hum from time to time.

Xu Chacha became angry when she saw her indifference, and her hand holding the cotton swab also exerted strength.

"Hiss..." Wen Mubai took a deep breath and said with a smile, "It's quite cruel to attack your aunt."

"I didn't do it on purpose." Xu Chacha threw down the cotton swab, puffed her cheeks and blew air on the place where she was pressed, "Let me breathe twice, is it better?"

"It's not good."

"So what?"

"You have to say that." Wen Mubai suppressed a smile, and looked out of shape with a teasing look, "Huhuhu, the pain flew away."

Xu Chacha:?

"how old are you."

Wen Mubai teased her a little addicted, propped his chin and shook his head, "Forgot, maybe just three years old?"

Okay, Xu Chacha gritted her teeth secretly, and started to compete with her in her heart.

Can you play me better than a child?

In the next second, a sweet smile quickly appeared on her face, her eyes were narrowed, she raised her arm and patted Wen Mubai's head, her voice was soft enough to pinch honey, "Sister, be good, sister will help you!" Chui Chui, the pain will soon fly away."

Wen Mubai was unprepared to be killed by her pat on the head, opened his eyes slightly, unable to respond for a while.

How should I put it, this wave hurts the enemy one hundred and self-damages eight thousand.