MTL - Peach and Plum Do Not Speak (The Silent Cherry And Plum Blossoms)-Chapter 9

Yan Xi, like all young people who just came out of the society, has a splendid vision and endless drive for work. After the TV topic was decided, there was only one week of filming time, and the time was tight and the workload was heavy. The new couples were so busy every day from morning to night.

Many times, after a day of shooting, there will be a meeting in the early morning to share my experience and summarize my own experience and shortcomings. Yan Xi got along well with them. Those overtime nights, in late-night cafes, in 24-hour KFC, in roadside barbecue stalls.

In the early hours of Beicheng, the lights are dim and the people are densely populated. Young people are chatting and laughing, raising their glasses, full of expectations for the future.

Shi Xi can only relax a little at this time, and inadvertently miss Anzhi.

The little girl, who lost a close relative at a young age, thought she would live with her mother, but was pushed by her mother to her father, treated indifferently, and brought home by herself.

She has never settled down. Like a ball, she was pushed from side to side, turned around, taken home by herself, and she was not able to stay by her side, which was equivalent to putting her in an unfamiliar environment. inside.

In her young heart, would she not understand what work is, and regard Yan Xi as "the one who doesn't want her".

Yan Xi thought that if she were her, she would probably think so too.

No, she couldn't stand her ground. Although she also lost her parents and an older brother when she was five years old, she was not very sensible at that time, many memories have gradually faded over time, and she almost grew up under the care of her grandparents and brothers.

How can it be the same?

Aunt Xin comforted her on the phone: "An Zhi is very good. He can bathe, eat by himself, and dare to sleep alone. He also gets along well with his grandparents."

"Your sister-in-law, Big Fat and Little Fat are back...the house is lively again..."

"We didn't play together... An Zhi is too quiet, a little afraid of life...

But despite what she said, Yan Xi still couldn't rest assured.

After working overtime for several days in a row, I can take a day off from Sunday afternoon to Monday night. A girl who joined the TV station at the same time invited her to go shopping, Yan Xi declined, and immediately drove back to the suburbs.

There is a big garden at the front door of Yan's old house. Grandpa Yan loves to grow flowers. It was the afternoon when Yan Xi arrived, and the last ray of light had not yet finished. The chrysanthemums in most of the courtyard were in a variety of shapes, white as snow, yellow as gold, and the ink was red, and they were extremely beautiful.

Yan Xi had just come over from the garage, and ran out from the back room, a little fat man with red lips and white teeth, trotted up and shouted: "Aunt! Little aunt is back!"

Like a duet, an identical little chubby dimple ran out, calling out, "Auntie, little auntie!"

Yan Xi is familiar with this welcome mode. She slightly bent her legs and stretched out her hands, imitating the accent of Sun Dasheng from Journey to the West, "Children, my old words are back!"

The two little chubby dudes rushed up, one aimed at Yan Xi's arm, and hung up like a monkey, laughing, and the other said, "Auntie, it's the old grandson! It's the Great Sage Monkey King!"

The other retorted: "Our family is not named Sun, my aunt is Lao Yan, and we are Xiao Yan..."

"But my aunt called us Big Fat and Little Fat..."

"You are not fat and fat! Two little pigs! They are dead..."

Yan Xi turned the two of them upside down, they hadn't seen each other for a few days, and they felt several pounds heavier.

"Aunt! I'm Yan Qi! My brother is Yan Ji!"

"Yes! Grandpa said our name! ... It means a horse! Not a pig!"

"Okay, that's Yan Dama, and Yan Xiaoma..." Yan Xi casually hit them with his mouth, but stared straight ahead.

An Zhi originally trotted out after them. Although she was more than a year older than the Yan family twins, her body was at least one size smaller than theirs. They didn't move as fast as they did. She trotted a few steps and saw Yan Xi hugging them one by one, she was stunned for a moment, then stood timidly. Seeing Yanxi looking at her, she slowly smiled.

Yan Xi's heart was suddenly stabbed by something. She wanted to call her, but the twins stuck to her and chatted: "Little aunt, where's the toy for us? Robot, robot?!"

"Little aunt, where are my building blocks..."

"In the trunk of the car, I'll play with you later... Get down first..."

The twins jumped down with a cheer, Yan Xi was exhaling a breath, and both hands were pulled by them, pulling them inside, Yan Xi only had time to glance back.

An Zhi's small figure followed slowly behind.

"Anzhi..."

In the living room, the Yan family twins took apart toys and gestured with great interest.

Their mother, Xiao Yutong, said to the twins, "Did you say thank you to my aunt for patronizing and playing?"

The twins said in unison, "Thank you little aunt!"

"Next time."

"Buy it for us next time!"

…

Everyone in the room laughed.

Yan Xi looked at An Zhi next to her, and saw that she was sitting properly with her small hands folded on her knees.

She was too careless. The gifts for Big and Little Fatty were bought a month earlier and put in the trunk of the car. She was in a hurry to come back just now and forgot to buy anything for Anzhi. Now she is empty-handed and has nothing for her. What will you think.

Yan Xi touched her soft hair apologetically, and the little girl raised her head with a sense of feeling and smiled at her, with a faint smile in her clear black eyes. Yan Xi found that she seemed to like being touched, but she didn't show it very clearly, but every time she had a dimple, she would smile very sweetly.

Yan Xi couldn't help rubbing the top of her head and the side of her ears more, and felt the little girl rubbing her palm gently, like a little bunny who was cautiously trying to act coquettish.

Yan Xi felt soft and faintly heartbroken.

Over there, Big Fatty Yan saw that his mother helped Little Fatty Yan set up the building blocks, and told his little aunt to ignore him. Unwilling, he slipped over to An Zhi and pointed a gun at her face with a toy: "Bang bang bang... "

An Zhi screamed in fright and hid behind Yan Xi. Yan Xi hugged her, his face sank: "Yan Qi!"

When Yan Dafa was stunned, his aunt would only call him "Yan Dafa" and "Yan Dama" with a smile. He had never reprimanded him in such a serious way. Open your throat and cry!

When Xiao Yutong heard the sound, she glanced at Yan Xi a little embarrassedly, and hurriedly coaxed the fat man: "Okay, okay, see you scared my sister..."

Yan Dadang cried even more vigorously: "She's not my sister... little aunt..."

Yan Xiaopang burst into tears when he saw his twin brother crying, and for a while, the living room seemed to be fried.

Yan Xi put an arm around An Zhi, "I said toy guns can't be pointed at others, don't you remember? You promised me before that I bought them for you! You still do this, I won't buy them in the future."

How could Yan Dafa still remember the promise he once made, only to hear "I won't buy again in the future". This fake cry turned into a real cry, and his face turned red. Yan Xiaopang had a heartfelt consonance and cried "due" with him.

Xiao Yutong couldn't be coaxed at all, she said "hey" and looked at Yan Xi and An Zhi complainingly, "Auntie is joking... Okay, don't cry... You can't point a gun at your sister, right..." Yan The fat man cried so hard that Xiao Yutong helplessly turned his head and said:

"Little Wu, what are you saying..."

Yan Xi sighed, "Okay, don't cry... Auntie will buy it for you..."

Aunt Xin came in just in time and said, "Okay, don't cry. Drink milk, come here, give you your favorite drink..."

Yan Dapang and Yan Xiaopang choked on the straws and sucked them up. Aunt Xin handed over a bottle to An Zhi, and An Zhi took it.

Pure milk for children. The brand that big fat and small fat love to drink.

An Zhi held it in her hand for a few seconds. In fact, she didn't like to drink pure milk. In the country, they didn't drink milk, and my grandfather would sometimes get some fresh, boil it, and add sugar to her. Sweet, fragrant, hot, she likes to drink that.

She handed the milk to Yan Xi, who blinked and asked her, "What's wrong?" Then he took her apart the straw, inserted it, and handed it back to her.

An Zhi took it and took a slow breath.

In fact, it is also possible.

At dinner, the twins started fighting again. For the Yan family's dinner, Grandpa Yan and Grandma Yan usually eat on the second floor because they are old, because they are afraid that the juniors will make too much noise to them.

In the Yan family's dining table, there is a small plate in front of each person. The adults serve their own dishes, while the children are placed on the plates by the adults. Especially when the twins are being trained to use chopsticks, they cannot serve their own dishes. So with them present, there must be a lot of noise when eating.

One time to mother to feed, another to aunt to feed.

"Don't eat bitter gourd! Don't eat bitter gourd!"

"No mushrooms! No mushrooms!"

Xiao Yutong was angry: "You must eat vegetables, look at how well-behaved my sister is... Not picky eaters!"

"She's not our sister..."

"no…"

Yan Xi frowned, does this scene have to be staged every day at the dinner table? In contrast, An Zhi'an held the children's chopsticks in a quiet manner, and sipped the rice in small bites.

Yan Xi tilted her head and glanced at the small plate in front of her, but the bitter gourd didn't move.

She was moved: Could it be that she also doesn't like to eat?

Fortunately, the milk just now, seems to have not finished drinking.

Only when I thought of this, I saw that An Zhi suddenly put his chopsticks into the bitter gourd, took a small piece, paused for a few seconds, and then slowly put it into his mouth.

The small and delicate nose wrinkled, bowed his head and stuffed a mouthful of rice.

Yan Xi understood.