MTL - After the Eldest Sister-in-law Died Young, Dai Wen Remarried.

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

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 grandma to eat.

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

The child remembered it after teaching it only once, which shows that he is a smart, kind and upright good child.

  We cannot let this child take the same path as in the original work.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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 plant.

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.

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."

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

 The atmosphere between the two boys instantly became tense.

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

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

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 was liking him more and more now.

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

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.

They had no more than a nod of acquaintance, so that neither the director of the steel plant nor Yun Qinghuan noticed. After finally arriving in town, the three of them went shopping in the mall after lunch. An An made his own decision and exchanged the little stars he earned through labor for comic books. He had already finished reading the two books he bought last time.

 One hundred three. Two one. One hundred one. Nine three

Just when 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."

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!"

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

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

Yun Qinghuan listened to a few words, then touched the little guy's hand without caring a little, "Don't look around, let's eat quickly."

Finally came to town this time, and the little guy seriously picked up comic strips again.

 The tone is quite bold and generous.

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

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

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

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."

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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. What was rare was that there was no fatigue and sunburn left over from farm work between her brows 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.