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"Yangyang, Yangyang..." You're awake? "

Qimu opened her drowsy eyes and gently rubbed them. She looked at Yangyang, who was playing with small stones at the end of the bed and seemed to be having a great time, and said with a smile.

"Sister, it's not that I'm awake, it's that you're awake!"

When Yangyang saw Qimu sitting up on the bed, he smiled sweetly and crawled towards Qimu. He stretched out his arms and hugged Qimu's neck affectionately as he corrected her in a tender voice.

"Hmm, why are you up so early today?"

Qimu looked very satisfied as she lowered her head to rub Yangyang's fluffy and smooth hair.

"It's not that I woke up early, it's that I woke up late. I'm still in bed even when the sun is out! Even his little sister woke up earlier than his big sister … Only, she ate and fell asleep again. "

Yangyang slightly raised his head, stretched out his hand and pointed at the bright sun outside the window. He then looked at Ran, who was sleeping soundly, and said in a low voice.

Qimu followed Yangyang's finger and looked out of the window. The intense light made her squint for a moment. She turned her head towards the room, avoiding the sun's warm glow, and joked with Yangyang:

"You're awake. Why didn't you wake me up?"

"Dad and mom said that sister worked really hard yesterday. Today, I'm going to let sister sleep a little longer to recuperate and tell me not to wake her up."

"I was very obedient and didn't disturb you, elder sister. I played with the stones …"

"Alright, alright, big sister, hurry up and wash. I'll go bring you some food to eat, you have to hurry, otherwise, the congee that mother cooks will be cold, I don't know how to light a fire, you have to hurry …"

After Yangyang answered Qimu's question, he still talked a lot and kissed her on the cheek, leaving a sweet drool mark. Then he got off the bed quickly and skillfully, put on his shoes, raised his head, and smiled at Qimu. Then he ran out like a wisp of smoke.

"Sigh …"

Qimu looked at Yangyang's small back and shouted. She originally wanted to say that she didn't need his help in serving her food, but when she saw that the little guy was running very fast and there was not a single person at the door in a blink of an eye, she slightly sighed and carelessly ruffled her messy hair. She didn't know whether to laugh or to cry.

Since when did she need a young child to take care of her?

"..."

"Yangyang, are you hungry? Do you want to eat more?" "Elder sister will also serve you a bowl."

While Qimu was holding her chin and staring at Yangyang, she put a big mouthful of steaming hot porridge into her mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. A warm feeling appeared in her empty stomach. Slowly, it felt extremely comfortable.

Sure enough, southerners had better eat porridge in the morning.

"No, I'm going to leave my stomach out and eat the candied fruits later."

Yangyang shook his head without thinking and firmly refused.

"Then what are you looking at me for? Don't you love going out to play in the mud? "Why didn't you go today?"

Qimu casually asked as she lowered her head to drink the porridge with many small meat chunks.

"I'm waiting for sister. After sister finishes her meal, will you play with me for a while?"

Yangyang smiled brightly. He looked at Qimu with anticipation. His tone sounded like he was stating something, but it also sounded like he was looking forward to it. It was hard for people to refuse.

When Qimu heard that, the spoon in her hand paused for a moment. She slowly raised her head and looked at the clear hope in Yangyang's eyes. Her heart moved slightly as she said gently and earnestly,

"Alright, then I'll play with Yangyang after eating. I'll accompany Yangyang all day, okay?"

"A day? Do you really play with me all day? "

Yangyang's eyes flashed with excitement. Then, he pouted his mouth as if he was slightly discouraged. He carefully looked at Qimu and asked:

"But isn't big sister going up the mountain today? Won't you go to Grandma's place? Will they be angry? "

"Not going, not going up the mountain, and not going to Grandma's place. Just stay with us, Yangyang."

Qimu nodded. She reached out her hand to pinch Yangyang's fleshless face and said to Yangyang confidently.

What was he doing up the mountain? No matter how precious something was, it was not as important as a wish from her brother.

Why are you going over to Mrs. Lee's side? Putting aside the fact that she woke up late, she knew that the pig grass should have been prepared by someone. Even if it wasn't, she didn't care as there would still be people around her making it.

At the moment, as an elder sister, she should first accompany her cheap younger brother and care for her sleeping younger sister next door. After all, they only had one childhood, and it was one day less, wasn't it?

After all, she was the indomitable and omnipotent "sister"!

"Yeah!"

Hearing that, Yangyang couldn't even sit still anymore. He was skipping around the table with a joyful and encouraging look on his face. Unknowingly, Qimu was affected as a faint but calm smile appeared on her lips.

"..."

Beneath a big tree outside Ye Family Second House.

"Yangyang, stay away from me! Farther away! "

"You're not allowed to come here!"

Qimu held a shiny blade in her hand, reflecting a dazzling and dangerous light under the sun. She glared at the small figure that was silently approaching and spoke with a serious tone.

"Got it, sister."

Yangyang, with a sad face, unwillingly took a few steps back and squatted down. When he saw Qimu's sweating and serious look as she cut the wood, his eyes flashed with curiosity.

Qimu noticed Yangyang's movement from the corner of her eyes and, after confirming that he was far enough away, she lifted up the kitchen knife again. Like those big aunties who sold meat at the market, she viciously raised her knife and swung it at the moldy wooden board that had been idle in the house for countless years.

A single slash, perfect! Another slash, perfect! Another slash, perfect …

After an unknown number of "perfection", Qimu put down the kitchen knife and twisted her sore wrist. She slowly breathed a sigh of relief as she looked at the small pieces of wood on the ground that had been cut square.

"Alright, come and take a look!"

"What is this?"

He squatted down and looked at those small pieces of wood. As he said this, he stretched out his hand to touch them, but Qimu immediately pulled his hand back and picked him up. She let Yangyang sit on her lap and pointed at those small pieces of wood that were like hills on the ground.

"You can't touch it. Big sister hasn't finished making it. Look at the small piece of wood. Do you see any thorns on it?"

"Yes, there is."

"Yeah, if I accidentally touch those wooden thorns, they will bleed. I can't touch them right now. Wait for sister to think of a way to pull out those annoying thorns, then we can play with Yangyang."

"Alright, but then what do we do?"

Yangyang looked at Qimu in confusion and asked.

"You can use these small pieces of wood to build a house. Yangyang can make a house like ours … It could pile up small pieces of wood higher than Yangyang... "You can still …"

Qimu gestured with her hands and explained in a serious tone to Yangyang, who had never seen a toy like building blocks.

Yangyang nodded as if he understood something. The brother and sister sat under a big tree and looked at the small, square, and small piece of wood. The scene was quiet and peaceful.

However, in the distance, there was a person who was running towards them, crying and crying. He looked to be in a rather sorry state.