There is Room For the Poor Daughter

Early the next morning, at breakfast, Xiao Yeyang saw Daohua, his eyes were still dodging, but Daohua looked like he was okay.

"Xiao Yeyang, I thought about it last night, using a basket on the back to warm the stone like we did, the speed is a bit slow, the village head has a cart, we'll borrow it later, this way, the speed is faster, You can take it easy too."

Daohua was talking about her thoughts while drinking porridge.

Xiao Yeyang nodded and said, "I have no experience in this area. Since you know, I will listen to you."

Daohua smiled and nodded: "Okay."

Old Madam Yan, Granny Gu, and Gu Jian immediately smiled alike when they saw that they had a good deal of business.

Pushing with a cart was indeed faster than backing, so Xiao Yeyang pulled forward and Daohua pushed back. After several days of busy work, they finally carried the goose warm stones for paving to the foot of the mountain.

Xiao Yeyang patted the dust in his hand and said: "I think it should be almost the same, even if it is less, it will not be less, and it will be more luck in the future."

Daohua nodded: "What do you do next?"

Xiao Yeyang took out a piece of paper from his arms, Daohua leaned over and found that it was a simple topographic map of Peach Blossom Mountain.

"When did you draw it? Don't say it, it's quite similar."

Xiao Yeyang smiled: "This is just a sketch I took time to draw. There are not many peach trees, and the color is not bright. Where does it look like?"

"Anyway, I can recognize this is Peach Blossom Mountain at a glance." Daohua shifted her gaze from the painting to Xiao Yeyang, and said with a smile, "Xiao Yeyang, I didn't expect you to be quite talented in painting."

Xiao Yeyang smiled: "I can draw landscapes, but what I'm good at is drawing people, how about it, are you interested in letting me draw a picture for you?"

Daohua's eyes lit up: "Really?" She nodded again and again, "I'm very interested. If you paint well, I'll frame it and put it in my room to watch every day."

Xiao Yeyang smiled and shook his head: "Yan Yiyi, I didn't expect you to be quite narcissistic."

Daohua ignored his teasing: "I just like to look at myself, can't I?"

Xiao Yeyang: "Okay, you can do whatever you want." After speaking, he shifted his gaze to the map of Peach Blossom Mountain, "This is the route decided to build, what do you think?"

Daohua took a closer look: "It's good, it avoided the slopes, although it has grown a bit, but it's okay."

When Daohua helped Xiao Yeyang build the road, the meals were cooked by Mrs. Yan and Wang Maner.

Mrs. Yan is best at steamed egg custard, and she likes to make egg custard the most.

One day at noon, Daohua and Xiao Yeyang came back for dinner, and when they saw the egg custard on the table, their faces suddenly collapsed: "Grandma, can I skip the egg custard?"

She grew up eating this egg custard, and it was only in the past few years that she came to her parents' side. She didn't need the old lady to cook, and she escaped the disaster. She didn't expect to pick it up during the road construction.

Mrs. Yan said with a stern face: "No, you didn't like eating eggs since you were a child. I've been with your parents in recent years, and I didn't care about you anymore. It's only been a few days, and you don't want to eat it?"

Daohua sat down helplessly, looking at the bowl full of egg custard with a look of depression.

"Eat it!" Granny Gu smiled and handed the spoon to Daohua. "Eggs are the most nutritious. I think this egg custard made by your grandmother is delicious."

Daohua took the spoon with a wry smile, no matter how delicious it is, after eating it for nearly ten years, it should be tired.

After a few bites, Daohua didn't want to move the spoon anymore.

Mrs. Yan looked over immediately: "After eating, don't waste it."

Seeing Daohua's bitterness and hatred, Xiao Yeyang ate his egg custard with a big mouthful, then smiled and said to Mrs. Yan, "Old lady, the egg custard you make is so delicious, every time I can't eat enough."

Mrs. Yan immediately smiled and narrowed her eyes: "Then I'll do more for you next time."

Xiao Yeyang: "Don't be so troublesome, can't you eat so much rice flowers? I'll just help her eat a little bit every time."

Daohua's eyes lit up and nodded again and again: "That's a good idea."

Mrs. Yan glared at her granddaughter: "Even so, you must finish today's meal and don't waste it."

Daohua pouted, and suddenly, a slender hand appeared in her sight, took away the egg custard in front of her, and when she looked up, she saw Xiao Yeyang.

Xiao Yeyang smiled at old lady Yan: "Old lady, she doesn't eat rice flowers, but I eat them, so it's not a waste."

Then I ate the egg custard under the watchful eyes of several other people at the dinner table.

After he finished eating, Daohua said weakly, "Xiao Yeyang, I have eaten this egg custard."

Xiao Yeyang's face stiffened, and then he pretended to laugh casually: "What's wrong with you helping me build the road, and I'll help you eat something. Besides, do we need to be so clear about it?"

Then I picked up other dishes to eat on my own.

"Well, today's tofu is really delicious."

"And cucumbers, which are extra crunchy."

"The beans are also good."

Seeing how happy he was eating, the three old men on the table looked at each other and started eating in silence.

"The old lady's braised chicken thighs are very tasty. Didn't you clamor for it the other day?"

Xiao Yeyang gave Daohua a chicken leg, and when Daohua buried her head in eating the chicken leg and was not looking at him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Lost today!

A forgetful person, eating the egg custard that Daohua had eaten, and in front of outsiders, was really a bit sloppy.

Xiao Yeyang secretly glanced at Daohua and saw that there was no strange color on her face, so he continued to eat.

After more than half a month of busy work, the road on Peach Blossom Mountain has almost been repaired, and now only the last section is left.

"Didn't I tell you, you don't need to carry the goose to warm the stone, I'll do it myself."

Seeing that Daohua came up from the mountain to carry him a warm stone, Xiao Yeyang hurriedly put down the work in his hand and went up to take the basket on her back.

Daohua took out the handkerchief and wiped the fine sweat on her forehead: "I can help you a little bit."

Xiao Yeyang put down the basket, took Daohua's hand, brought her to the stone next to her, then pressed her to sit down, put his hands on her shoulders, and said seriously, "Yan Yiyi, I Again, sitting next to me with me is the greatest help to me."

"Those things like rough labor are not something you should do as a girl, do you understand?"

Xiao Yeyang's seriousness made Daohua a little stunned, especially because the two of them were a little close. Seeing his own figure clearly reflected in his clear and bright eyes, an inexplicable emotion suddenly rushed in. atrium.

Before she could wait for her to capture this emotion, Xiao Yeyang saw that she didn't respond, shook her shoulders, and directly shook her back to God.

"Ah, what did you say?"

Seeing Daohua's confused look, Xiao Yeyang covered his head helplessly: "Yan Yiyi, being by my side is the greatest help to me, can you hear me clearly? Do you want to do it again?"

Daohua hurriedly shook his head: "No need, you continue, I just don't move."