Bamboo Horse Restart Plan

Afraid that Luo Dongdong would be afraid, Yan Xiping waited until he fell asleep before leaving quietly. As soon as he left the guest room, he saw Mr. Yan standing outside looking at him cheerfully.

Yan Xiping was startled: "Grandpa, people are scary to death."

Old Man Yan smiled and said, "Little bastard, my old man hasn't been frightened in his old age yet, why did you get scared to death? Your heart is so fragile at such a young age. Would you mind telling me about it?"

"You have a good heart, so you are angry with my uncle, okay? I don't have a young son who can make troubles. Seeing my uncle's state, it's fine to toss you for decades." Yan Xiping ducked to avoid the old man's slippers : "Grandpa, we don't use hands."

Old man Yan raised his feet and let his grandson put on the slippers he picked up: "You're the only one who will talk nonsense. After being tossed about by your little uncle for decades, I don't want this old bone anymore."

Yan Xiping hugged Old Man Yan's arm coquettishly: "Grandpa is tough, you were still going winter swimming when you were 70 years old."

"Why am I willing to go winter swimming at the age of 70? Have you forgotten that grandpa doesn't like swimming?" Mr. Yan didn't care too much, he only thought of his grandson as a way to make himself happy.

Yan Xiping consciously slipped his words, and hastily changed the subject: "Grandpa, you are waiting for me here."

"Well, your father said that you insisted on taking this child home. Can you tell grandpa why? You are not a child who acts casually." The old man Yan put away the smile on his face and became serious: "You Don't tell me to pity him, it's not like I haven't seen a little beggar before, you didn't say that at the time."

"Well, grandpa~" Yan Xiping now understands the benefits of being a child, and if he can't explain things clearly, he can hug his grandpa's arm and act coquettishly. Anyway, he can't open his head to see what he is thinking. Get away with it.

Old man Yan lost his temper by Yan Xiping, put aside the doubts he wanted to ask for now, and had to deal with his grandson who stuck to him wholeheartedly, but even though he didn't ask, the doubts in his heart grew even bigger , the little grandson has not been clingy since he was a child, and the number of times he has acted like a baby when he grows up to such a big age, he must find a way to figure it out.

Yan Xiping buried his head in the arms of Mr. Yan, his mind was reposting quickly. It is not so easy to be fooled by his grandfather's ability to make the Rong family bigger with one hand. It is impossible to explain such a thing as rebirth. It will get deeper and deeper, and eventually something will happen sooner or later.

Luo Dongdong, who was eavesdropping behind the door, also had the same doubts in his heart. Why did brother Xipi save himself? There are many children like him in the third master, so why did he save himself.

Hearing the sound of the grandparents leaving outside, Luo Dongdong moved onto the bed in small steps. He had been sleeping lightly since childhood, and he woke up as soon as Yan Xiping got up, and now he couldn't sleep no matter what, he simply opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

In order to prevent Luo Dongdong from being afraid, Yan Xiping specially left a night light before leaving. The soft light is not very strong, and his vision is not very good, but Luo Dongdong doesn't care, this kind of dim light brings him a sense of security and makes him feel safe. The feeling of being at a loss since Yan Xiping left slowly calmed down, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

Luo Dongdong got up early the next morning to help Aunt Li prepare breakfast. When everyone came out one after another, Dongdong had already set up the tableware, and stacks of exquisite breakfasts were also served on the table.

Seeing this, Yan's mother smiled and said, "Dongdong woke up so early."

"That's right, Dongdong got up earlier than me." Aunt Li brought a plate of extremely beautiful steamed buns to the table and said, "These steamed buns are made by Dongdong. I tasted one before I dared to bring it out. It’s not worse than the little buns from Baiweizhai.”

"Really?" Yan's mother dubiously picked one up: "It looks good, it looks good, I'll try it... um, it's delicious, husband, try it soon."

Seeing this, Yanzhou also took a taste: "Mmm, it's delicious, Dongdong's craftsmanship is really good."

Yan Xiping patted Luo Dongdong's head proudly. He used to like Dongdong's steamed buns. The steamed buns were very delicious, but Dongdong only knew how to steam buns, forget everything else, even the instant noodles were terrible.

Uncle Yan ate a steamed stuffed bun in two bites: "It's delicious, where did you learn it from, it tastes no worse than Baiweizhai's."

As soon as he asked, the others also looked at Dongdong. It is rare for such a young child to cook, and the food is so delicious. What's more, he used to beg along the street, how could he have the opportunity to learn how to cook? , Could it be that his biological parents taught him before he was kidnapped?But still so small.

Yan Xiping also looked at Luo Dongdong curiously. He himself asked about this before, but Dongdong was so mysterious that he refused to tell. Now that he was young, he might still be able to ask. Xiaolongbao will be curious about the last time.

Luo Dongdong looked up at everyone's expectant eyes, and said timidly: "I answer, agree, don't say, don't say."

"You really... keep your promise." Yan Xiping sat down on the seat depressed, and pulled Luo Dongdong to sit beside him.

Seeing Yan Xiping's disappointed look, Luo Dongdong was a little hesitant. Brother Xipi seemed to want to know what to do if he could promise that uncle not to tell.

Seeing Luo Dongdong's troubled look, Old Man Yan simply smoothed things over and stopped him from asking: "You guys, don't you know that curiosity killed the cat? Come, come, sit down and eat."

Yan Xiping picked up a steamed stuffed bun, stuffed it into his mouth and ate it in two bites. He patted his stomach in satisfaction. It still had the familiar taste. Dongdong hadn't made it since he was in critical condition and was hospitalized. It had been a long time since he had eaten it. I don't know how many good things, but this taste is already the most unforgettable delicacy in my heart.

If it was an adult doing this, it might be fine, but Yan Xiping still looks like a child, this expression and this action are ridiculous, the adults in the Yan family couldn't help laughing, only Luo Dongdong and Yan Xiping were out of the situation, I have no idea what everyone is laughing at.

Luo Dongdong has been surviving in the old den of human traffickers for so long, and he has long developed the habit of not asking if he doesn't understand. Anyway, he can't understand why everyone thinks, so he simply doesn't want to, and stretches Xiping's sleeve: "Brother Xiping, eat."

"En, good." Yan Xiping also put aside his doubts and ate the steamed stuffed bun. He hadn't eaten it for a long time, and the more delicious he tasted, he picked up a shrimp dumpling for Dong Dong: "Your favorite shrimp dumpling, eat it quickly."

"Thank you, brother Xipi." Luo Dongdong buried himself in eating shrimp dumplings.

So when everyone finished laughing, the little buns had all entered Yan Xiping's stomach. Luo Dongdong was small and weak, and Yan's breakfast had a lot of variety, so he didn't cook too much. Excluding the ones that had already been eaten, the rest was already There were not many left, and Yan Xiping was in his prime now, so a few buns were easily handled.

Uncle Yan saw this and said, "I said Xiaoxi, you must be talking too fast."

"No, I didn't stop you from eating it. If you don't eat it, you blame me." Yan Xiping finished the remaining half of the small bun, and took advantage of the time when his uncle, who loves shrimp dumplings the most, didn't notice. Put more than half of the dumplings on Dongdong's plate, and put the rest in front of Uncle Yan: "Here, eat quickly."

Uncle Yan jumped: "Fuck, you are still my nephew."

Old Man Yan picked up the bottle at hand and smashed it at it: "How do you bastard talk, he's not serious all day long."

Uncle Yan patted his hit head and said dissatisfiedly, "Dad, can you change your habit of hitting me on the head every now and then? What if you hit me stupidly?"

Old Man Yan snorted coldly: "You are not smart at all. I have four sons and you are the most unpromising."

"The four sons were also born to my mother, and you can't have them." Uncle Yan mumbled and didn't dare to say it out loud, but Old Man Yan still heard him clearly, and another bottle smashed over.

Uncle Yan ducked his head and patted his chest. Luckily, he dodged quickly.

Luo Dongdong picked up the two bottles that fell on the ground and put them back to their original places. Uncle Yan called out, "Little Dongdong, you are helping my father beat me up!"

"Ah?" Luo Dongdong didn't understand, and tilted his head to look at Uncle Yan.

In the next second, Old Man Yan resolved Luo Dongdong's confusion with practical actions. He picked up the bottle that was put back and threw it at Uncle Yan. Luo Dongdong instinctively hid behind Yan Xiping, as if he had really done something bad with good intentions. Take a beating.

"Dad!" Uncle Yan is about to collapse, he is an old man, his grandparents, mother and brothers all spoil him to the sky, but his father takes pleasure in beating him, his growth path is so difficult.

Luo Dongdong looked at the father and son with some timidity and envy. He used to imagine what his father would be like when he saw other fathers and sons, and imagined that his father would find him and bring him home. After years of disappointment, he had already Stop thinking about those vague hopes.

Yan Xiping patted the depressed child: "Are you full? I'll take you to check your body when you're full."

Luo Dongdong rubbed his belly and said, "Full."

Yan Xiping encouraged him and said, "If you want to say 'I'm full', come on, say it again."

"I, eat, eat..." Luo Dongdong pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Yan's mother persuaded: "If it's not good, don't say it, it will get better in the future."

"No, Dongdong will sing in the future, and the problem of speaking must be resolved." Yan Xiping was very firm about this matter: "Dongdong, be good, speak slowly, and you must finish."

"I, eat, eat, eat, I'm full." Luo Dongdong was very happy when he finally finished speaking completely, and rolled his eyes with a smile.

Yan Xiping patted his head and said, "Good boy, remember to talk more in the future. You are going to be a big singer in the future, so you can't be afraid to talk. Just ask if you don't understand."

"En." Luo Dongdong nodded vigorously, expressing that he would try his best to do it.

Yan Xiping didn't know yet that Luo Dongdong at this time took his words as an imperial decree, so when he found out that Luo Dongdong became a small chatterbox, he had no idea that it was because of himself.