The three of them were eating, and the aroma of the steaming rice was very satisfying. They felt that it was a joy in the world to have a bite of braised pork and a bite of sweet and sour carp.

Yun Qinghuan never thought that one day he would be able to satisfy his appetite so easily.

In addition to steamed buns, rice, braised pork and sweet and sour carp, there was also an aluminum lunch box on the dining table. The lunch box contained a meat bun, several pieces of braised pork, sweet and sour carp, and even two chopsticks. An An specially kept the rice for grandma to eat.

Yun Qinghuan glanced at the lunch box and thought to herself, as soon as the food was served, An An did not eat in a hurry. Instead, she took clean chopsticks to pick up the food for her grandma and put it in the lunch box, saying that she would take it back to her grandma to eat.

She looked at the child's behavior and felt quite proud.

I only taught this child once last time, and he remembered it, which shows that he is a smart, kind and upright good boy.

We can't let this kid take the same path as in the original work.

For a moment, Yun Qinghuan looked at An An with particularly loving eyes.

An An felt a little uncomfortable as he chewed the rice in his mouth. He scratched his head and looked around randomly, feeling a little proud. He could feel that his mother liked him more and more now.

Just as he was happy, suddenly, the little guy's eyes narrowed, and then he touched Yun Qinghuan's sleeve and pointed to the side, "Mom, it's that uncle. [6] [9] [s] [h] 【u】【x】【.】【c】【o】【m】"

Yun Qinghuan followed his gaze and saw that it was the old acquaintance he met for the first time here for dinner, Che Zhijun, the director of the town's steel factory.

At this moment, the man was wearing a Chinese tunic suit unique to this era, very decent, and sitting next to him was a tall, thin man with a somewhat gentle look.

She heard the car director call the tall and thin man, "Ji Gong, it's hard to get you out today. We want to have a good drink and eat as much as we want. I'll treat you!"

The tone was quite bold and generous.

The season worker smiled lightly, a little unmoved, and just said, "These dishes are enough to eat. You're welcome, Director Che. I'm lucky to be invited by you."

The two people spoke polite words to each other, but there was a sense of tension in their words.

After hearing a few words, Yun Qinghuan touched the little guy's hand without paying much attention, "Don't look around, let's eat quickly."

She also deliberately put a few large pieces of braised pork into her bowl. In an instant, the number of braised pork on the plate became smaller, and the size was not that big.

An An's eyes widened. He dared to be distracted everywhere. He was afraid that his mother would finish all the braised pork and not leave it for him, so he hurriedly immersed himself in eating.

On the contrary, Bai Naihan, who was quietly eating beside him, suddenly raised his head and looked at the two people doing Tai Chi next to each other, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Ji Xingjun was very keen and felt the gaze, and his eyes swept over Bai Naihan.

Probably he had never thought that there was a man with such outstanding temperament and appearance in this small town. He narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded to Bai Naihan, and raised the cup in his hand to say hello.

Bai Naihan also smiled, his smile was light and there was no expression on his face.

He didn't order a drink, so he poured a glass of boiled water and raised it in response.

After the two men said hello, they went back to eat their meals tacitly.

They had no more than a nod of acquaintance, so that the director of the steel plant and Yun Qinghuan didn't notice.

After finally arriving in town, the three of them went to the shopping mall after lunch. An An made the decision on his own and exchanged the little stars he earned through labor for comic books. He had already finished reading the two books he bought last time.

After finally coming to town this time, the little guy seriously picked up the comic book again.

Yun Qinghuan didn't stop her. Her only requirement for An An was that she could read comic books, but she had to read all the words in the book after reading one.

At first, the little guy had a grimace on his face, thinking that he would not be able to recognize them all, but human potential is unlimited. An An was stunned to memorize all the words in one night.

Of course, it may also be because the characters in the comic strips are few and simple.

But for a three-year-old child, An An's recognition of so many words is already very impressive.

Moreover, because of these comic books, he has become almost the most popular child among his peers in the village. Many children like to borrow comic books from him.

After all, comic books are not textbooks. In the eyes of the villagers, they are just reading books. However, a copy is very expensive. Very few families are willing to spend a few dollars to buy comic books for their children.

An An finally carefully selected a book. He was just about to put the comic book in his hand that was often read by people on the table. He planned to get a packaged, brand-new and unopened one. It just happened that the brand-new one was There was only one comic book left, so his hand came to pick up the comic book, and the other little white hand also came to pick up the comic book.

An An frowned slightly, raised his head, looked in the direction of his hand at the boy about his age standing opposite, and said seriously, "I got this comic book first."

The boy opposite was wearing neat short-sleeved shorts. He was very neat. What was surprising was that he didn’t have a single patch on his clothes. He looked very cute, and he still had some baby fat. He was also rare and very delicate and cute. boy.

When the boy heard what An An said, he was not to be outdone and said, "But I have already paid!"

The atmosphere between the two boys instantly became tense.

Neither of them was willing to give up the comic book to each other.

The dispute between the two little guys naturally attracted their respective adults.

Yun Qinghuan walked over quickly and raised his eyebrows when he saw the boy opposite An An, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. This little boy was so good-looking and well-raised. In this era, such a little boy It's really hard to find a little boy like this in this place.

But she just raised her eyebrows slightly. Although the boy was good-looking, for her, her son was better.

Maybe there is a bit of a mother filter in this, but in the eyes of their parents, every child must be the best, and Yun Qinghuan is not exempt from this.

When his eyes fell on the book that the two children were fighting over, they both held on to one side and were obviously unwilling to let go.

Yun Qinghuan was about to ask An An what was going on when a cold female voice suddenly sounded, "Huai Mo, give him the book."

As soon as the woman's voice sounded, the boy named Huai Mo suddenly froze, pursed his lips, and said almost forcefully, "But this book is what I paid for in advance, so it should be mine. Why should I take it?" Give him the book?"

Yun Qinghuan also looked over. The mother of the little boy named Huai Mo was very beautiful, delicate and fair. It was rare to see that there was no fatigue and sunburn left over from farm work between her eyebrows and eyes. It was Yun Qinghuan's fresh look in this era. It's rare to see a person who doesn't touch the spring water with his fingers.

It's just that this woman is beautiful, but her whole body carries an uncomfortable aura of hostility and condescension, as well as a hint of unwillingness and resentment.

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