Yan An easily completed the second day's task of holding hands.
An hour later, Qi Yan was still holding her hand, and when he frowned and thought about it at work, he subconsciously rubbed her fingertips.
Very comfortable, as if someone is massaging her leaves.
Yan Yu yawned, even if the task was completed, he was reluctant to let go.
And the task was completed, she didn't worry about it, she clicked the hypnosis playlist on the system interface, and fell asleep after listening to it.
When she woke up, it was almost noon.
There was no one in the bedroom, the chair beside the bed was empty, and Qi Yan was not there.
The curtains of the room were drawn more than half, leaving a corner on purpose. Brilliant sunlight poured in from that corner, sprinkled on the sofa at the side, and the dust in the light beams flew all over the sky, stretching the time of this moment infinitely. Everything around seemed to stand still, and the pace of time also stopped.
Through the slightly closed door of the bedroom, one could hear Qi Yan's muffled conversation outside the door, vague and indistinct, but inexplicably reassuring.
At this moment, Yan's high fever still persists, and his injury is still not healed.
But when she was lying on the bed, she had an illusion for a moment. As if I was still in the afternoon of that year, lying comfortably on the surface of Lingshan Lake, lazily basking in the sun.
Ordinary dragonflies without intelligence occasionally flew by and landed on her leaves. The dragonfly's wings moved slightly, and even her blades trembled slightly.
Sometimes Yan Eucalyptus will have some mischievous thoughts and move the leaves deliberately, scaring the dragonfly away...
With long thoughts, when Yan An was lying there in a daze, Qi Yan hung up the phone, opened the door softly, and tiptoed in.
But when his eyes touched Yan Yu, who had his eyes open, he paused for a moment, walked over a few steps, and asked, "Did I wake you up?"
His voice, still maintaining the previous volume, was deliberately lowered to make it low.
The lake is as dark as the bottomless lake under the moonlight, and it is Yan Yu's favorite lake.
For some reason, at this moment, Yan An suddenly wanted to cry.
She wanted to tell him everything. Tell him that she's not human, and neither are the children, and that he has three other children in the backyard barrier.
In this way, Yan Eucalyptus can be the same as that year, a copper money plant that basks in the sun with no worries.
She no longer has to hide anything, hesitate, or worry about anything.
But, she can't.
Crystal tears fell quietly from the corners of his eyes, making Yan An's eyes brighter.
Seeing the tears unexpectedly, Qi Yan frowned, sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over, poked her slightly cold fingers on her hot forehead, and coaxed a child: "What's the matter, are you uncomfortable? The temperature hasn't subsided yet. , the medicine doesn’t work that fast. If it’s really uncomfortable, shall we go to the hospital?”
She wiped her tears with her hands that had no needles, shook her head, choked up and said, "Qi Yan, my hand hurts..."
Qi Yan paused, looked at her needle-pricking hand, carefully picked it up and looked at it carefully for a moment: "Did the needle escape? I'll ask the doctor to come and have a look."
Yan Yu continued to shake his head: "I don't want a doctor to see me, I don't want the injection anymore, I want to pull it out."
Qi Yan was speechless for a moment, and said in a helpless tone, "Pull out after the infusion, it's almost time, just look at the last half of the bottle." After speaking, he pointed to the infusion bottle on top of his head.
She glanced at it with tears in her eyes, couldn't hold back her crying, and was very desperate: "Why is there still half a bottle..." She woke up after a nap.
Qi Yan: "..."
He put down Yan An's hand carefully, tapped her forehead lightly, and coaxed, "Be obedient."
Yan An sniffed, thought for a while, and asked with a sobbing voice, "Did you call Liang Baiyu?"
Qi Yan paused for a moment: "It's done."
"Oh..." She took the quilt, wiped her face, and took a look at the mobile phone next to her.
Sure enough, Liang Baiyu transferred one million to her more than half an hour ago.
Yan An put down his phone and said to him, "I want to sleep again."
Speech thinking has always been out of the ordinary, and chatting is often a powerful and unconstrained style.
Qi Yan tucked the corner of the quilt for her, took a tissue from the bedside table and wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, and said, "Go to sleep."
So she closed her eyes, quietly transformed the money into spiritual power, and concentrated on healing.
Exercise skills and healing have always been 100% devoted, so Yan Yu didn't find out, and Qi Yan himself didn't find out that almost half of the spiritual power she transformed had entered Qi Yan's body.
One million heals, but in the end it only has the effect of half a million.
After the fever subsided, Yan Yu, who was still weak all over, pulled his hair, which was very puzzling.
what happened? Did she make a mistake?
Just when Yan Yu was thinking about another one million healing, the system jumped out and said that the remaining spiritual power would be provided by the system.
Yan Eucalyptus naturally did not refuse, this was the system's fault in the first place, and the spiritual power should have been produced by the system.
So at night, after the children came back from school, Yan Eucalyptus was alive and well again, bouncing around like a copper money plant.
The three children who had been worried all day in the kindergarten were finally relieved when they saw this.
Yan Mengmeng took Yan'an's hand and happily announced the good news: "Mom, mom, our online store really has people buying bitter melon and lemons. There are a lot of them!"
Last night's show, the video of everyone drinking bitter gourd and lemon juice and spraying each other, was on the top searches last night, and it was even the number one during the day.
In the comments below the video, the netizens were full of hahahahaha. In addition, there were also many comments that the guests were acting and the show was a show, and everyone just watched it.
Finally, the official blog of the program gave the online store address of Bitter Gourd and Lemon, and said: Is it acting? You can buy it yourself and try it [I like you.jpg]
Now this bitter gourd lemon juice is already very popular. Seeing this, everyone is even more curious and places orders one after another.
After all, bitter melon and lemon, how expensive can they be?
The result of this is that Yan Mengmeng and Yan Kuku both have a sweet burden.
Yan Kuku grimaced: "It's a pity that there are too many people buying, we can't sell enough."
Yan Zhuzhu's mangosteens were not enough for his family, so he nodded sympathetically when he saw this, and then drank the bitter gourd lemon juice in his hand.
Qi Yan came out of the kitchen with a glass of water, his eyes moved slightly upon seeing this.
After living together, I found that the child Zhuzhu is really unshakable, with a glass of bitter gourd lemon juice every day.
It would be fine if it was ordinary bitter gourd lemon juice, but this is not ordinary, even he is unwilling to take a second sip.
Qi Yan couldn't help thinking of his taste problem, although he asked Yan Yu before, and Yan Yu said it was fine, but he was still a little worried.
He sipped his saliva, and said to Yan Yu: "It will be the weekend in a few days, and the crew will have a day off. Then you can ask Liang Baiyu to come over, and we will have a meal together."
Qi Yan had mentioned this matter in the morning, Yan Yu did not doubt that he was involved, and nodded: "Okay."
Qi Yan smiled.
The day they ate together happened to be the sixth and last day of Yan An's hand-in-hand mission.
After completing the task today, she will be able to harvest her fourth seed.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Liang Baiyu, who was invited, rang the doorbell.
Yan Mengmeng ran over to open the door excitedly: "Uncle Pigeon, you are finally here!"
Yan Kuku also followed behind his brother in a dizzy manner, happily calling: "Uncle Pigeon!"
Liang Baiyu put aside the presents he had bought for his nephews, picked up the two children from left to right, and weighed them: "Let Uncle Pigeon see if you are getting heavier... I haven't seen you in a few months, it's a little heavier." ah."
Yan Mengmeng said seriously: "Children will grow up."
Liang Baiyu walked to the sofa with the child in his arms.
In the backyard, Yan Zhuzhu, who heard the commotion, entered the living room and stood there looking at Liang Baiyu.
Liang Baiyu put down the two children in his hands, walked up to Yan Zhuzhu, and stretched out his hand to pinch the child's tender cheeks: "Isn't this Zhuzhu, let uncle see..."
Yan Zhuzhu quickly avoided, with a serious face, he greeted politely: "Hello, Uncle Liang."
Liang Baiyu stroked his chin, and looked at Yan Zhuzhu up and down: "It seems that you are like Qi Yan, with the same appearance and temperament. It shouldn't be, you should be like your mother for such a sweet fruit..."
Just as they were talking, Qi Yan and Yan An came down from upstairs.
Yan Yu pulled his trouser legs and walked fast, stomping on the stairs: "Pigeon!"
Liang Baiyu then stood up straight, looked up, and then met Qi Yan's scrutinizing gaze.
Qi Yan followed behind, with one hand in his pocket, walking at a leisurely pace.
There was darkness in those eyes, and there was no smile on his face.
Inexplicable hostility.
Looking at his smiling friend, Liang Baiyu probably guessed what was going on.
Tsk tsk tsk, he didn't come to visit on his own initiative, but he heard from Yan An that Qi Yan wanted to thank him for taking care of Yan An and the children in the past few years, and specially invited him to have dinner with him.
Of course, he was a little bit tempted by the invitation from Mr. Qi in the entertainment industry, and wanted to see how he would be thanked.
Unexpectedly, it was a Hongmen Banquet.
Liang Baiyu touched his nose, thinking.
No wonder lemons can be born, it seems that there is still a reason.
Yan Yu jumped down the last two steps, and rushed towards Liang Baiyu. Seeing this, Qi Yan frowned slightly, and quickly stretched out his hand to pull him back.
Yan Yu was taken aback for a moment, looked at him with some doubts, and asked with his eyes; what's the matter?
Qi Yan didn't answer, but took her by the hand, walked up to Liang Baiyu, nodded, and said in a distant tone, "Long time no see."
It has indeed been a few days since the last time we recorded a program together. Moreover, although the two of them recorded the show, they didn't even add friends, and they didn't have any interaction in private.
Liang Baiyu coughed: "Long time no see."
Qi Yan pointed to the sofa with the posture of a hostess: "Sit down for a while, I'll start cooking right away."
Hearing this, Liang Baiyu raised his eyebrows: "Teacher Qi cooks himself?"
Qi Yan nodded: "I would like to invite Teacher Liang to show you the honor."
Liang Baiyu: "Wow, it's my honor to taste Teacher Qi's cooking skills today."
Liang Baiyu really thought so in his heart at the moment. Who is Qi Yan in the entertainment industry? Such a person would actually wash his hands and make soup?
From this point of view, his brother-in-law is still good. How difficult it is to cook, he will not, and has never thought about it.
Men should see what to do, not what to say. Although this brother-in-law doesn't talk much and looks very cold, his behavior is still okay.
Liang Baiyu silently agreed in his heart.
Yan Yu was startled, and suddenly turned his head to look at Qi Yan, just about to say something, but was interrupted by Qi Yan: "Go into the kitchen and help me."
Yan Mengmeng heard it, and immediately raised her hand and stood on tiptoe: "Father, I'll help you!"
Their father has never cooked for them. As a result, today, I will cook and cook for everyone.
In Yan Mengmeng's heart, she was very happy.
When Qi Yan faced the child, he was much gentler, with a slight smile in his tone: "No need, mother will help me. You stay with your Uncle Liang."
After he finished speaking, he nodded with Liang Baiyu, and led the strange-looking Yan Yu into the kitchen.
In the living room, Liang Baiyu looked at the two holding hands, and asked the three little Douding: "Do your parents often do this at home?"
Yan Kuku bit the candy: "What is this like?"
Yan Zhuzhu asked: "Holding hands?"
Liang Baiyu nodded.
Yan Mengmeng was not surprised: "Yes, we hold each other every day. Uncle Pigeon, do you think our parents are getting married soon?"
Liang Baiyu clicked his tongue: "Probably, you are ready to be flower girls."
After finishing speaking, he nestled comfortably in the sofa, waiting for his brother-in-law's lunch.
The children brought the mangosteen over and asked eagerly, "Uncle Pigeon, what is a flower girl?"
They are not flowers, but fruits and vegetables.
In the kitchen, Yan Yu looked at Qi Yan who was washing the vegetables leisurely, pursed his lips, and stopped talking.
Qi Yan's cooking skills are comparable to the bitter gourd lemon juice squeezed out by the children. She was afraid that Liang Baiyu would sever contact with her after eating it.
But she was afraid of poking Qi Yan's glassy heart by speaking directly.
At this moment, facing Qi Yan is like facing this child Mengmeng, she can only say tactfully: "Qi Yan, why don't you burn it, let's order takeaway or go out to eat?"
Qi Yan picked up the washed tomato, put it on the cutting board, glanced at Yan Yu, and smiled slightly: "You don't believe me?"
Yan Yu bit his lip, picked his fingers, lowered his head and said, "I told you before, you, the food you cook..." It's terrible.
"I've improved my cooking skills during this time." He picked up the kitchen knife and cut the tomato in half with a click, "So don't worry."
She looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"
Qi Yan nodded: "Of course."
Yan Yu still didn't quite believe it, and stood beside him biting his finger to watch him cook.
Leaving aside the final taste, Qi Yan in the cooking process is undoubtedly pleasing to the eye.
When chopping vegetables, holding a kitchen knife, he seems to know the veins of each vegetable in his hand, and when cutting along the veins, he is crisp and neat.
Then, when the oil in the pot was heated to the best level, he threw the vegetables down, and there was a sizzling sound, with the fragrance of the vegetables.
It looks delicious.
The fragrance spread from the kitchen, and all four people in the living room could smell it.
Yan Mengmeng sniffed her nose with a smile on her face: "This is the first time Dad cooks for us! It smells delicious!"
Yan Kuku didn't speak, but swallowed subconsciously, and could only satisfy his craving with sugar first.
Yan Zhuzhu also frequently looked towards the kitchen.
Liang Baiyu still curled up on the sofa safely, and commented: "It seems that we all had a good day today."
The three children nodded in agreement.
Liang Baiyu said again: "Uncle Pigeon's visit is not easy, you should let uncle eat more."
The three children knew how to treat guests very well, and nodded again.
Soon, five dishes and one soup came out of the pan.
At the dining table, Yan Yu looked at the braised fish closest to him and was eager to try it.
If it was before, she would definitely not want to eat it. But Qi Yan said that he has improved his cooking skills during this time.
Moreover, she had been watching in the kitchen just now, and Qi Yan was indeed very good, so she believed most of it in her heart.
If Yan Yan had been watching Qi Yan cook in the kitchen, she would have found that Qi Yan cooks like this all the time, which is very convincing.
Unfortunately, Yan Yu didn't.
However, the shadow of the past shrouded her, so she didn't dare to eat first, but looked at Liang Baiyu who was sitting on her left, and very enthusiastically picked up a large piece of fish, put it into a friend's bowl, and entertained: " Dove, try it."
As he spoke, he blinked his big eyes.
If the pigeon is eating well, she is about to start!
Seeing this, Qi Yan on her right smiled and said, "Eat more if it tastes good."
While talking, he put a few beans in Yan Zhuzhu's bowl.
Looking at Yan Mengmeng and Yan Kuku anxiously, he thought for a while, and put a few sticks in the two children's bowls.
That being the case, everyone try it and verify it.
Liang Baiyu looked at the fish in the bowl, and was not polite, picked off the fish bone with chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.
On the opposite side, the three children sitting in a row also bit the beans into their mouths one after another.
Yan Yu squeezed his chopsticks, nervously waiting for Liang Baiyu's reaction.
Qi Yan shook the water in the glass slightly, and took a sip slowly and methodically.
Three seconds later, Liang Baiyu coughed, covered his mouth in a hurry, left the table and ran to the bathroom.
Yan Zhuzhu froze, the beans in his mouth wanted to vomit, but he tried not to vomit again, his face turned red. He finally bit off the beans and dropped them into the bowl without getting into his mouth. As for what was in his mouth, he swallowed it abruptly, and then gulped down three mouthfuls of white rice.
He is sweet, yes, but the beans are salty and spicy, really not tasty.
But Yan Mengmeng couldn't help spitting it into the bowl, picked up the cup next to her and gulped water, sticking her tongue out, her hot teary eyes were hazy, watching what her father wanted to say, but she didn't say anything because of something, and drank water one gulp after another .
Yan Kulai's Kugua face was refreshed, he waved his hands towards his mouth, and kept muttering: "It's so spicy, it's so spicy..."
Unable to bear it, he fumbled for a few candies from his trouser pocket, peeled off one and stuffed it into his mouth, then pushed towards Yan Mengmeng.
Qi Yan looked at the children one by one and came to the conclusion that the children's sense of taste should be fine.
At least these dishes, he had just tasted them in the kitchen, they were all delicious with moderate sweetness and bitterness.
But it seems that he is the only one who finds it delicious, and he is the one who has problems with his sense of taste.
In this case, Qi Yan was relieved.
Seeing this, Yan An silently put down his chopsticks, turned around, and faced Qi Yan, watching him quietly with a pair of eyes as fresh as grass after rain.
Qi Yan put down the cup, sighed leisurely, and explained: "It seems that cooking skills have not improved."
Yan Yu continued to look at him, always feeling cheated.
Coincidentally, at this time, the doorbell rang.
Qi Yan got up: "It should be that the takeaway order has arrived, I'll go get it."
Yan Yu: "..." He was just lying!
Liang Baiyu came out of the bathroom a little weakly. After rinsing his mouth for a long time, it was still too spicy.
You know, Qi Yan put the most peppers in the braised fish, and he also specially controlled the amount of beans.
Therefore, Liang Baiyu's heart can be imagined at this moment.
Yan Kuku looked at his uncle's face, and handed over a candy sympathetically.
Liang Baiyu quickly took it, peeled it off and put it in his mouth.
The spicy taste eased, Liang Baiyu spread out on the chair, watched Qi Yan come back with takeaway, and said: "I'm not good at cooking, sorry, let's eat takeaway. The food in this Chinese restaurant is not bad."
If it weren't for the fact that his three sons were all scolded, Liang Baiyu would really suspect that Qi Yan was deliberately targeting him.
The dishes in the Chinese restaurant are very rich, which relieves everyone's emotions of being spicy.
After lunch, Qi Yan said that he had a project to discuss with Liang Baiyu, and the two went to the study.
Feeling sleepy after eating, Yan An took the children back to their room for an afternoon nap.
Not long after, Qi Yan pushed the door in with a laptop.
Yan An has been waiting for him, trying not to fall asleep, and raised his head when he heard the voice: "Have you guys finished talking?"
"En." Qi Yanfang walked in lightly.
The bed was big, and Mengmeng Kukuzhuzhu was asleep beside her, Yan Yu moved Qi Yan's seat and asked, "Where's Liang Baiyu?"
"He said he has something to do, so let's go first." Qi Yan leaned against the head of the bed, put one leg on the ground, the other slightly bent, put the computer on top, turned to look at Yan Yu: "I have a meeting at three o'clock in the afternoon , I have to go to the company. I guess I won’t be back until eight or nine in the evening.”
"Oh." Yan An nodded, yawned, lay down again, held Qi Yan's hand with ease, and fell asleep in a daze.
After more than fifty minutes, Yan Eucalyptus, who was asleep, was awakened by the system prompt.
System: [Drip—Congratulations to the host, the six-day holding hands has been completed, and your fourth child will sprout in three hours! 】
Just turning off the computer with one hand, Qi Yan, who was about to leave, paused when he saw this: "Are you awake?"
Yan Yu hummed, his voice was tired and sleepy, as if he was acting like a baby.
Qi Yan let go of Yan Yu, and rubbed her hair: "It's still early, you sleep a little longer, I'm leaving."
Yan Yu said softly, "Okay."
After Qi Yan left, Yan An lay down for a while, then got up with his sleepy and rumpled hair.
When the time was almost up, she woke up the three children one by one, took them to the barrier, and waited for their fourth sister or brother.
The four of them sat in front of the first pit, staring at the unmoved pit.
Yan Mengmeng opened her eyes wide and dragged her chin: "Do you think it's a younger brother or a younger sister?"
Yan Kuku drew circles on the ground and said, "I hope it's my sister."
Yan Zhuzhu: "Brothers and sisters are fine, but I hope they are better."
There was a kid in my kindergarten class who was so naughty that he got a headache from the noise.
Yan Euan agreed.
Just as the four of them were waiting eagerly, a small sprout broke through the ground.
Yan Yu had already prepared the camera, and was seriously filming the birth of the child.
Plant germination, growth, is a slow process.
But this rule does not apply to the seeds of eucalyptus.
Under the camera, the bud grows stems and leaves at a speed visible to the naked eye, and leaves grow one by one.
The leaves are long and narrow, green and tender.
Moreover, the child this time is not tall. Yan Yu estimated that it was about thirty or forty centimeters.
Therefore, the four of them still sat and watched.
Then gradually, among the green leaves, a small red pepper popped out, pointing directly at the sky.
Yan Yu opened his mouth wide: "Chili?"
Yan Mengmeng put down her hands and tried her best to get closer: "It's really chili!"
Yan Kuku and Yan Zhuzhu also wanted to take a closer look.
As a result, the pepper bushes moved quickly, with a brush, and moved towards the big tree in front of them. During the process, the leaves wobbled, but the little pepper above his head remained motionless.
After a meal, the four of them stood up one after another and chased after them a few steps.
Yan Yu shouted: "Don't run away, I'm your mother!"
Yan Mengmeng: "I'm your big brother!"
Yan Kuku: "I am your second brother!"
Yan Zhuzhu: "I am your third brother!"
The chili bush turned a deaf ear, moved to a big tree, and climbed up the tree trunk to the tall branches.
The four of them could only chase after them, looking up at the pepper bushes on the branches.
Then, under the watch of the four people under the tree, Pepper Bush turned into a three-year-old boy with slanted eyes and an arrogant expression.
He was condescending, and said crisply: "I am not a pepper, I am Chaotian pepper!"
Isn't chaotian pepper just chili?
Yan An murmured in his heart for a moment, and a loving smile appeared on his face: "Okay, okay, mom knows, and then I will call you Yan Jiaojiao, okay?"
The child frowned, stepped on the branches of the tree and swayed to the left with his short legs: "Don't call me Yanjiaojiao, please call me Yan-chao-tian!"
However, he didn't step on his feet firmly. As soon as the voice fell, his figure fell straight, and he fell straight down. The whole process was accompanied by screams, and the big rooster fluttered its wings and screamed.
Yan Yu quickly stepped forward and caught Xiaojiali.
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