Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

"It looks very nice, aunt, please teach me!" An Xueyan was a little moved.

She felt that cutting paper-cuts was definitely easier to learn than embroidery. Isn't it just cutting here and there with scissors?

She's so smart, she'll definitely learn it.

"Okay, you learn how to fold paper first, and then follow me..."

Very good, I learned origami.

When I was about to use the scissors, it got stuck.

After 6 pieces of red paper were wasted, An Qingyu stopped her from cutting them. Her mother was going to get mad if all the red papers were wasted.

An Xueyan was forced to stop, feeling a little regretful. She said seriously, "These scissors are too big for my little hands to hold. I'll learn from you when I grow up a little bit."

Not wanting to dampen her niece's confidence, she consoled her, "Yeah, you're right. I also started learning when I was seven."

She raised her head and chest with confidence: "I will definitely learn better than you, aunt, by then, hahahaha..."

A burst of crazy little girl's laughter filled the whole house.

When An Qingping heard his daughter's happy laughter, a gentle expression appeared on his face.

Zhang Guihua tried hard to suppress the corners of her mouth that were curled up and complained in her heart: This smile can lift the roof off. Can't girls be more reserved?

At noon, I had fish stewed with sauerkraut and tofu, covered with cornmeal pancakes, and a pot of potato rice.

Her aunt is still the one in charge of cooking. Recently, her aunt has been cooking. The reason she gave is that her mother has worked hard, and when she is at home, she is the one who cooks for the family.

The old lady was very happy to hear this, and happily let her little daughter do it.

An Xueyan seriously suspected that the reason her aunt-in-law cooked was because she disliked her grandmother's poor cooking skills.

But she wouldn't say it, because compared to other things, she still prefers the food cooked by her aunt.

She would also go to the kitchen to make some small suggestions, and her sister-in-law would meet her requirements and make improvements, so that the food became more and more to her taste.

The dishes are colorful, fragrant and delicious, and just looking at them will whet your appetite.

"I haven't seen you for a while, little sister, your cooking skills are getting better and better." An Qingping exclaimed in surprise when he ate this dish after not coming back for a long time.

This is really true that one should look at people with new eyes after three days of absence!

"Yeah, it's delicious. The food you cooked is delicious too, Dad." An Xueyan gave her affirmation and did not forget to praise her father.

"My daughter inherited this skill from me," Zhang Guihua said proudly.

An Qingping's expression froze. Didn't he know what level of ability his mother had? He didn't know how to respond to this.

An Qingyu said calmly, "It's all thanks to you, Mom. Eat more, Mom."

An Xueyan nodded in agreement, and An Honglei nodded while eating.

Except for An Qingping, everyone else was extremely calm about the situation. Never say anything bad about her grandmother's cooking skills, because if you do, you might end up having to eat pig food for the next meal.

Because her grandma is in a bad mood and cooking is really hard to describe...

After experiencing it twice, An Xueyan started to use the praise mode directly, so that her milk could be kept at a normal level and occasionally improved.

Alas, if I say too much, it will only bring back tears of sorrow, and her little mouth will suffer.

An Qingping looked at the few people with a look of astonishment. What was going on?

Was there something wrong with his taste before?

Seeing that her father hadn't reacted yet, An Xueyan quickly picked up a piece of fish for him.

He said with a smile, "Dad, eat fish."

Wink to his dad.

Anqingping...

Well, everyone knows that this is just to appease his mother.

Shut up and eat.

Mmm, it smells so good~

After dinner, her grandmother went out, and An Xueyan quietly told her father about the tragic story she had experienced.

An Qingping... was silent for a while.

He said dryly, "My daughter, you have worked hard."

What could he say?

People who are often not at home dare not offend me.

An Xueyan held her little face in her hands and sighed, saying, "I only regret that I'm still too young."

He patted his daughter's little Jijiu and coaxed her, "Daddy will cook delicious food for you when he comes back from vacation."

"Okay!" He accepted it reluctantly.

"Sister, I will learn to cook for you when the time comes." An Honglei, who is obsessed with his sister, promised.

"Yeah, then brother, you should learn from your aunt seriously." You don't have to learn from grandma.

She was afraid that a true successor to her grandmother's cooking skills would appear, which would be even worse.

In the afternoon, An Qingping took her son home to paste window decorations. Her aunt came with her little daughter and eldest cousin and their family of three, along with some food.

An Yunyun, who was over one year old, put An Xueyan on the kang and gave her a bear hug, pushing her down directly.

"Gugu~" he shouted incoherently.

Feeling the weight coming from his body, he said helplessly like an adult: "Yunyun, I haven't seen you for a few days. Why are you heavier again? Did you eat some meat? Hmm."

"Meat...meat...eat." The little kid's mouth started watering when he heard the word "meat".

The baby's mother, Zhang Xiu, smiled and took her daughter aside, saying, "You little one, you become like a greedy cat when you hear about food."

After being carried away, Yunyun quickly crawled back to An Xueyan.

He reached out and pulled her, saying persistently, "Let's play."

I had no choice but to play hide-and-seek with Yunyun, who was over one year old. She would laugh just by covering herself with a piece of cloth.

He also dragged his cousin An Dongmei, who was reading a book next to him, into the battlefield.

Zhang Xiu watched them playing, told Dongmei to watch her niece and make sure she didn't fall off the kang, and then went to the kitchen to help.

After a while, Er Niang also came with her children.

An Jinbao went to play at his third uncle's house next door. Since his eldest cousin was also there, he didn't want to play with the other girls.

An Qiuxiang joined An Xueyan and her colleagues in the baby-sitting business.

Wang Lai came in to get something. An Xueyan was quite surprised to see that Er Niang had lost a lot of weight.

He asked with concern, "Second Mother, why have you lost so much weight? Have you seen a doctor?"

I was suddenly stunned by An Xueyan's concern.

The child's innocent and sincere words of concern made her heart flow with warmth.

Her eyes moistened a little, and she showed a warm smile: "Second Mother is fine, she just didn't eat well recently, she will be fine after some rest."

I got goosebumps when I saw An Xueyan, who spoke much more gently than before.

Why does she feel like she is seriously ill?

He said more seriously, "Second Mother, if you feel unwell, you should see a doctor. Don't be stingy with your money. If you delay and develop a serious illness, you will have to spend more money, which is not worth it."

Wang Lai Di smiled even more gently, and said in a soft tone: "Our Yan Yan can do accounting at such a young age. That's good. She can become an accountant in the future.

Er Niang is in good health. She's been to the health center for a checkup. She just needs to eat more healthy foods."

"That's good. We have fish at home. Fish soup is good for your health. Drink more at night, Second Mother."

"Okay, you guys go play!" After saying that, he touched An Xueyan's head before leaving.

This attitude made An Xueyan a little scared.

I quickly inquired about the situation: "Cousin Qiuxiang, Er Niang's personality has changed a lot. She is so gentle now."

An Qiuxiang said doubtfully, "No, he yelled at me this morning.

Yanyan, my mother treats you this way."

As he said this, he looked An Xueyan up and down several times.