In the early morning, the boy sat in front of the bronze mirror and tied his ink hair up, put it on the back of his head, put it on the light-colored sesame gown that was placed beside him, picked up the rouge placed in front of the bronze mirror, lightly tapped his index finger, and applied it lightly on his lips.

Ye Changqiu looked at the boy in the mirror with indifferent eyes. Ben's handsome face brought a bit of magical rude because of the smear of rouge.

"Swish" the young man said coldly, frowned in anger, raised his hand, and wiped off the rouge on his lips with his thumb.

Knock knock knock knock

There was a knock on the door outside, and the woman's elegant voice came: "Changqiu, have you gotten up?"

"Ye Changqiu responded lightly, put the rouge in his hand back to its original place, and walked over to open the door.

Ye Shi, who was outside the door, took a ruler and a book in his hand. When he saw the young man open the door, he whispered: "Mom is going to the private school first. You can eat it first when breakfast is ready. I will come back to make lunch for you when it's time to get free at noon."

The boy's cold eyes slightly turned, and he looked at the stone table in the yard behind her. He saw Ye Kaixia eating a pancake in one hand and swallowing it. His eyes turned to the middle-aged woman in front of him again: "Mom doesn't have to come back like this at noon, I just cook by myself at noon."

Ye Kaixia, who was eating voraciously over there, listened to the boy's words, looked at him with a squinted look on his face and questioned: "You can cook? Do you want to poison me to death while my mother is not there?"

"Summer, don't talk nonsense!" Ye Shi turned around and scolded the woman.

Ye Kaixia snorted and said nothing.

In fact, not to mention Ye Kaixia, even Ye Shi was a little uncertain. After all, she had never seen the boy cooking. Ye Shi coughed lightly and said to the boy: "Mom is fine, it's just a trip. You can say what you want to eat. I'll make it for you then."

But the boy walked over to the stone table, picked up a small bowl and filled the bowl of porridge, and continued lightly: "After that time, Qiu will send the meal to his mother."

The two men in the yard were stunned for a moment. Ye Kaixia looked at him with a wink, as if she had just met him.

"Then..." The son said he wanted to cook for her. Ye Shi was really looking forward to it: "That's fine, I really feel troublesome and I will ask Kaixia to help you."

"I don't know!" Ye Kaixia continued with a conditioned reflex.

"What else can you do besides knowing how to eat?" Ye Shi frowned.

Ye Kaixia raised her chin and pointed at the person sitting opposite her: "Mom, you will talk to me, what about him!"

"You can't even know the zither, chess, books, paintings, men's red, you can't do anything I know, and even I know more about the Four Books and Five Classics than you." The boy who had been silent was chewing sweet porridge, with a hint of mockery in his eyes, and he looked at her coldly.

"You" Ye Kaixia was blocked by him for a moment, and her face, which was three-point similar to the boy, was red. She squinted her eyes and glared at him fiercely, snorted coldly and left her face, pretending that she didn't hear it.

Then he whispered to him in a low voice: "I'll pretend to behave all day long."

The boy squinted his eyes instantly, and a sneer came out from the corner of his lips, and said sarcastically: "It's better than some people who are foolish."

Ye Shi, who was standing not far away, rubbed her temples with a headache. Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, she finally chose to scold her daughter: "Kai Xia!"

Ye Kaixia threw the pancake into the bowl, and suddenly stood up and slammed the door and came out.

The boy raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, slowly enjoying the sweet porridge.

"Changqiu, I have prepared all the dishes in the stove. If you really want to get started, just put the dishes into the pot." She didn't expect it to be delicious, as long as it could be eaten for her.

Ye Changqiu's white long fingers tore off a small piece of pancake, ate it in small mouthfuls, and heared it, nodded slightly and responded.

When Ye Shi went out, she saw Ye Kaixia squatting outside the door. At this moment, she was poking the grass beside the road with a branch in a row.

He heard the sound and just glanced at her sideways, and then he turned to whip her with a branch.

Ye Shi sighed helplessly. The palm of his hand and back was flesh, so she could only let this harder piece of meat suffer some losses: "Can you go to the town today?"

"Don't go!" The woman's voice was filled with an unrestrained anger.

"Oh, I know you're weird, but you're not young anymore. So what if you let him go? You're his sister." He was referring to Ye Changqiu in her words.

"I dare not take it, he is much more capable than me." Ye Kaixia curled her lips and stared at a place on the grass with half-drooping eyes.

Ye Shi sighed, not knowing how to agree with her, so he walked over and patted her on the shoulder: "Okay, go back if you are angry. If you say less, he will not provoke you." Changqiu himself didn't talk much at home, but occasionally the two of them would always sarcastically say something, and Kaixia was blocked and speechless.

Ye Kaixia squatted there and watched the middle-aged woman walk away, and couldn't help but snorted: "It would be strange if you don't." The man would get angry with her. She obviously looked annoying, but she was born outside and liked to pretend.

The women made them change their ways to ask her about him all day long, and they really came out without any worries.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Ye Kaixia whipped the grass hard: "I want to see if the person who married you in the future can stand you!"

She broke the branches in her hand and threw them away, stood up and walked out the road. Anyway, she didn't want to see the person when she went back, so she might as well stay outside.

Ye Kaixia, who was leisurely, just walked to the house next to her house, but saw a familiar figure walking out from inside. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and felt that the back was a little familiar.

Tong Shan poured a basin of dirty water outside the yard, turned around and ran into Ye Kaixia who was standing outside her house.

"It's you!" The voices of the two sounded at the same time.

What a shit fate! Ye Kaixia roared in her heart, turned around and wanted to run away.

"Hey, why are you running?" Tong Shan chased after her for two steps and stopped her.

The woman's back was silenced for a few seconds, and turned around with a dry smile: "Haha, what a coincidence." Looking at the woman who was half her head taller, she swallowed.

Compared to her, Tong Shan smiled sincerely and cheerfully: "It's really a coincidence that you are from this village too?"

Seeing her appearance, she hadn't noticed it yet? Ye Kaixia breathed a sigh of relief and spoke a little more relaxed: "No, I happened to pass by!"

Passing by the village? Where are you going? Tongshan scratched his head in confusion.

"Then do you want to come in and sit?" Tong Shan sincerely asked, paused and said, "I just steamed buns."

Ye Kaixia's eyes lit up and she nodded quickly: "Okay, okay." She just happened to be not full.

Guan was pickling vegetables in the yard. When he saw his daughter going out to pour some water, he brought someone in and frowned and asked, "Ashan, who is this?"

"Dad, this is what I met in the town, she..." Tong Shan remembered that she didn't know what she was called, and turned around: "By the way, what are your name?"

Why did he bring him home if he didn't know him? Guan opened his mouth, almost unable to help but talk to her.

"Ah?" Ye Kaixia was stunned for a moment when she was slow to react, and was a little confused by the middle-aged man's eyes: "My name is Ye Kaixia..."

Ye Tongshan looked at her hesitantly.

"You are from this village too?" Guan asked.

“Yes, yes.”

Tong Shan frowned: "Didn't you say you were passing by?" What this person said for a while.

"Uh..." Ye Kaixia was panicked now, wishing she could slap herself to death.

"You lied to me?"

"Yes, I'm sorry... Actually, I live next to you..." Ye Kaixia was completely confused. Today, it was really nothing. It would be better to go to the town if I had known it.

"Are you Aunt Ye's daughter?"

The woman nodded in a distant face, and the energy she had just passed was gone.

"Come in and sit down." Guan seemed to see her mood, and gave Tongshan a wink while pickling the vegetables.

Tongshan is a big-hearted person and will not care about what happened just now. He happily asked her to come in and sit in: "You go there for a while, I'll go and serve the buns."

Ye Kaixia carefully raised her eyes and glanced at her: "Aren't you angry?"

"What's so angry about this?" Tong Shan waved his hand generously and pulled her to the wooden table: "Sit here and wait."

She was the first woman Tongshan met after she arrived here of her age. She was too late to be happy, so how could she get angry?

Ye Kaixia sat at the wooden table, changing her carefree life when she was at home, and she seemed a little restrained.

Looking at Tong Shan who was warmly entertaining her, Ye Kaixia pursed her lips, and finally couldn't help but whisper to her: "Actually... the incense bottle where I exchanged buns with you is better, except for the bottle, the fragrance inside can only last for less than a few days..." And the painting of the bottle was also painted by her.

Tong Shan’s clear eyes had no extra emotions, and he just nodded in a clear way.

"Aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry?" She also said at the time. It would be useless for her to come, not to mention that she gave her two more ornaments.

Ye Kaixia saw that the woman was really dissatisfied with no feeling of dissatisfaction, so she completely relaxed. She laughed as if she was liberated, and held a bun and stuffed it into her mouth: "It's so delicious!"

The smile looks really like that young man. For some reason, Tong Shan felt a little weird when he looked at him.

There was a feeling of a teenager sitting next to her.

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