The little man on the apex

This morning, when Yan Heyi was cooking in the kitchen, he heard a rustling sound coming from the stove. He went to search around, only to realize that the sound came from the earthen basin on the ground.

"Yuanxi—Yuanxi—"

"Chicken broke its shell—"

Yuan Xi was lying on the bed, and after hearing Yan Heyi's words, he rushed over without even having time to put on his shoes.

"Wow - the mouth is out, can I help it?"

Yan Heyi was not in the mood to listen to Yuan Xi's speech at all, she tried her best to avoid her eyes, and said with a little embarrassment: "It's...it's cold, go and put on your clothes, or your body won't be able to bear it."

Otherwise, my body can't take it...

It's fine for Yuan Xi to be barefoot, his entire upper body is bare, and he only wears a pair of thin transparent trousers.

The morning light came in from the kitchen and shone on Yuan Xi's body. The delicate and smooth lines of his upper body seemed to be blurred a lot, and there was a soft luster at the edges.

Yuan Xi squatted watching the chick break its shell, didn't even bother to raise his head, and replied in a rather perfunctory tone: "It was a bit hot last night, so I took off my obscene clothes."

"Baby chicken, come out quickly."

"It's okay, it's not cold at all, brother don't worry."

Is this a question of whether it is cold or not?

Yan Heyi ran out of the kitchen as if fleeing, and went to the back room to take out Yuan Xi's robe, and put it on him.

Yuan Xi's mind was not here, squatting on the ground and moving around, observing each egg baby, dragging the outer robe on the ground, and finally simply waved his arms to lift off the outer robe.

Yan Heyi's face was a little cold, he reluctantly picked up his outer robe, and said in a slightly stern tone: "It's easy to catch cold with bare feet, you should go back to the house and put on your shoes and socks."

Yuan Xi was poking the eggshell lightly with a straw, but he didn't notice the change in Yan Heyi, maybe he couldn't speak, so he said: "I don't want to walk, brother carry me over."

He didn't realize that he said something absurd, and he was still talking to himself in a low voice.

"You are the boss, the second child will come out soon, who will be..."

"Um...um...brother..."

"What is brother doing?"

"elder brother......"

Yan Heyi wrapped Yuanxi in her outer robe, supported his waist, and carried him on her shoulders.

The kitchen was not far from the sleeping room, but Yuan Xi felt that it had been a long time.

With Yan Heyi exerting force on her body, her shoulders became much stiffer than usual, and Yuanxi's lower abdomen ached from the pressure.

Yuan Xi was thrown onto the bed by Yan Heyi.

Before he had time to react, he was grabbed by his feet again.

The man's hands were very strong, and he completely lost his usual gentleness. Yuan Xi seemed to be imprisoned, he didn't dare to struggle, but opened his eyes wide.

After a while, the strength on Yuan Xi's ankle suddenly loosened.

Yan Heyi put the socks in Yuan Xi's lap, and said in a low voice, "Put them on yourself."

Yuan Xi simply reckless to the end: "Brother, wear it."

Yan Heyi leaned over to straighten Yuan Xi's shoes under the bed, without looking up at him, she said in a deep voice, "Stop making trouble."

"The porridge is ready, I'll serve it, and come to eat after getting dressed."

Yuan Xi pursed her lips and said "um", obediently put on her clothes.

Because the chicks were breaking their shells, Yan Heyi put down the eggs that were going to be made into soup and made spinach dumplings instead.

This is the first crop of spinach this spring, and it is the freshest.

Blanch the spinach in boiling water, wring out the water and cut into pieces, add flour and a few pinches of salt, mix well, knead into small balls, and steam in the pot for a quarter of an hour.

Then use vinegar and mashed garlic to make a dipping sauce, and finally pour over Yuanxi's favorite chili oil, and it will be a delicious breakfast.

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When the chick breaks its shell, try not to use artificial help. Only in the process of desperate struggle can the chick's body grow rapidly and adapt to the outside world faster.

The little claws protruded from the pecked hole, and the cracks in the eggshell gradually spread. Finally, with a few clicks, the chick poked out its round head.

They are all wet, and their eyes are extraordinarily large.

After about three or four hours, the chicks hatched. Yuan Xi hugged the goose-yellow little dumpling who had just opened his eyes and couldn't walk, and introduced them to Yan Heyi one by one.

"This is called Dawa. Look carefully on its forehead. Is there a little black hair? It's easy to remember."

Yan Heyi stared at it until her eyes hurt, and then she pulled out a few light gray fluffs on the top of the eldest child's head.

"This is Erwa, with the longest and sharpest mouth."

Yan Heyi carefully compared the chicks in this brood, and no matter how they looked at them, they felt that their mouths were exactly the same.

"This is the third baby. It's almost exactly the same as the fourth baby. It's hard to recognize, but the toes of the third baby are wider than the fourth baby."

Yan Heyi still felt that there was no difference.

"This is......"

Yuanxi named each baby chicken in order of birth, and could identify them by their subtle differences.

"They are all fairies' children."

Yan Heyi asked suspiciously, "What fairy?"

Yuan Xi was finally willing to raise his head, and cast some eyes on Yan Heyi: "It's the story my brother told."

Pointing to the chickens, he introduced them one by one: "The fairy's seven children are the eldest, the second, the third, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth, and the seventh."

When saying this, Yuan Xi's eyes were shining, Yan Heyi suppressed a laugh, and asked softly: "Didn't you hear what's wrong with this story?"

Yuan Xi touched the chicken's fluff carefully, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Yan Heyi was even more puzzled: "Has no one told you these stories?"

Yuan Xi's eyes dimmed a little, and he said in a low voice, "No."

While teasing the chick, he talked about himself.

"As long as I can remember, my dad has been stuck in the family school to study. The husband who taught me is an old man. It seems that he couldn't smile by nature. He always put on a straight face and slapped my palm every day."

"That gentleman is different from my brother. My brother is cold outside but warm inside, but Mr. is hard-hearted."

The eldest baby was still staggering just now, but now he can walk very well, his little head shrinks back and forth, shaking his furry buttocks to rub against the second baby.

Yuan Xi lowered his hand, and it, together with Erwa, gently pecked Yuan Xi's finger with its small pointed mouth.

He was a little itchy from being pecked, but he couldn't hold back his hand. He smiled slightly and continued: "My mother is good to me, but my father said that my mother will spoil me, so I don't let my mother spoil me on weekdays." When Niang sees me, she can only stay with Aniang for a long time when the family school is closed for bathing."

"Father listens to that gentleman for everything, and the gentleman is old-fashioned. He doesn't give holidays when it rains heavily, and he still attends classes when there are festivals. I only learned about these interesting festivals after I followed my brother."

Another chick can walk, and Dawa and Erwa staggered over to join in the fun, huddled together with other chicks.

Xu Shi was annoyed by the crowding, and the crowing of the chick became louder and louder. The fourth baby opened its small mouth and screamed happily, but was knocked down by the fifth baby.

The fifth baby was squeezed by the older baby again.

When the eldest baby was pecking at the little wing of the seventh baby with its mouth, it shoved it past.

The other chicks would get up on their own when they fell, but the big baby was clumsy, maybe because his butt was too big, he struggled for a long time but couldn't stand up, and fell down twice again.

Yuan Xi stretched out his hand, gently helped the eldest baby up, and said as if nothing had happened: "They said, A Niang was snatched by Dad, I have never seen them do anything together, A Niang In the inner courtyard, father doesn't go in very often, and has to send someone to pass the message if there is something to do."

"He also beat A Niang. I accidentally saw it when I skipped class when I was young."

"I have hated my father since I was a child, and I also hated that old gentleman. I always wanted to burn down the family school and run away with my mother."

"Afterwards, Dad became better than before, and he became gentler with Mommy. I can see Mommy more often."

"But at that time I was already very old, and Auntie couldn't sleep with me, so she couldn't tell me stories."

"When I met bandits, my father tried to protect my mother to the death. In the end, the two of them were pierced by the same knife, and they hugged each other when they died."

Yuan Xi's tone was calm and unwavering, but every word and every sentence pierced Yan Heyi's heart.

He embraced Yuan Xi, hugged him to his chest, and gently stroked his head.

If there is no one to comfort you, then it's fine for you to feel uncomfortable for a while.

Sometimes there is nothing wrong with you, or you have put it down for a while, but once someone comes to ask, or pats your back, rubs your head and hugs you, and tells you that he understands your sadness, everything can't be stretched.

Yuan Xi was sobbing in Yan Heyi's arms, did not cry out, but clutched his clothes vigorously.

Yan Heyi probably knew why Yuan Xiyu was not proficient in everything in life, and had never seen many children's games, and would go out to play crazy whenever he had the opportunity, and why he pretended that he couldn't write.

He thought that if he had the opportunity to make up for what was missing when he was young, it would be a great happiness.

Subconsciously, Yan Heyi suddenly took it as her responsibility to make up for Yuanxi.

After a long while, Yuan Xi's voice was a little hoarse, and he said sullenly in Yan Heyi's arms: "What is liking?"

He raised his head slightly: "Brother, Dad doesn't like Mom, right?"

Yan Heyi couldn't bear to look at his eyes, those clear eyes were originally used to pretend to be happy, but now they were full of sorrow, squeezing and overflowing into the heart of the person opposite.

He pondered for a while, and then opened his mouth gently: "I think I like it, but the way of doing it is wrong, and I shouldn't force it."

Yuan Xi seemed to be against him, staring at Yan Heyi with a pair of eyes, and asked: "If the person you like doesn't like you, what should you do?"

For some reason, when Yan Heyi heard this question, her first reaction was to run away, as if he really had someone he liked, but that person didn't like him.

The eldest child was pushed to the ground again, opened her small mouth and yelled away. Only then did Yan Heyi come back to her senses, and said very firmly: "Then... let him go."

There were still tears on Yuan Xi's face, he tilted his head, and asked: "But, wouldn't you... be very sad?"

Yan Heyi stroked Yuanxi's hair, and sighed softly: "As long as he's not sad, he'll be fine."

The author says:

Family status update: young ancestor Jiang Yuanxi, eldest child, second child, third child, fourth child, fifth child, sixth child, seventh child, Yan Heyi