Peach and Plum Do Not Speak

The stairs were made of wood and carpeted, and An Zhi was hugged. There was a large section of stairs at the turn. She said embarrassedly, "I'm going down... I'm... heavy..."

The woman holding her gave a crisp laugh, "Like a kitten, it's not heavy. My two nephews are much heavier than you. Usually, they hang on me when I'm at home, and they can't get rid of them."

"nephew?"

"The nephew is my eldest brother's son, a twin. Four years old, a little younger than you, ah... They're not here today, or they can play with you."

Is that what she said about Yan Dafa and Yan Xiaopang?

An Zhi's dimple dented a little.

"I'll take you to see my grandparents. They live on the second floor. They're old and don't climb stairs much. There's a small elevator over there..."

She was talking to her as she carried her up the stairs. The breath was a little short. Anzhi's visual angle is gradually rising, and so is his heart.

She never dared to fall asleep in that big house. At first, she was afraid that she would wake up from sleep and wake up in an unfamiliar place. Later, it was because she woke up with an indifferent face. However, just woke up in the embrace of being cared for.

Anzhi pressed her face to the fabric of her shoulders. Listen quietly.

"My parents are gone when I was very young. I grew up with my grandparents. They like children very much, so don't be afraid."

There is always a faint fragrance on her body, and she doesn't know where it is hidden. indescribable.

The female teachers of kindergarten and the mothers of their classmates will also have a scent on their bodies, but they are not as good as hers.

An Zhi remembered the scent.

Yan Xi grew up here. She is the youngest child in the family and the only girl. His parents were in free love, they got married before graduating from college, and they were very loving after marriage. Yan Xi had four older brothers. At that time, parents, including grandparents, all wanted a little girl. After the first and second children were boys, Yan Mom didn't give up and gave birth to a pair of twins with the mentality of "must have a small padded jacket" - still male. All thoughts are in vain, and there is no more life. Who would have known that after three years, Yan Xi had unexpectedly appeared, and he was simply overjoyed.

Yan Xi was born under the doting of thousands of people. Until she was five years old, her parents and fourth brother had an accident on a plane. Unfortunately, none of the three survived. She and her three older brothers were raised by her grandparents.

The Yan family is a musical family, and Grandpa Yan is a singer and enjoys special allowances from the State Council. He joined the party very early and is a civilian cadre of the People's Liberation Army. Grandma Yan is a professor at Beicheng Conservatory of Music. The two have been married for fifty years and have experienced ups and downs, but they are still deeply in love.

The two retired for many years, living in an old house on the outskirts of Beicheng, planting flowers and raising grass, and bringing their great-grandchildren.

The old man is in good health, but Grandma Yan has a bad memory.

In the living room on the second floor, there is a warm, precious and quaint huanghuali wood bench, and the celadon white bottle is filled with the quiet and fragrant Huanglamei. The shadows are paired under the lamp, and the Begonia flowers in the celadon white vase on the table are in full bloom.

The two old men were sitting side by side watching TV. To be precise, it was Grandpa Yan who was watching TV with Grandma Yan. She asked, "Is this Ni Dahong?"

"Yes, playing Yan Song." Grandpa Yan said, "It's a good performance."

When Yan Xi came with An Shang, Grandma Yan had already asked for the third time.

"Grandpa, Grandma." Yan Xi put An Zhi on the chair, patted her shoulder and made her sit down, "This is An Zhi." She glanced at the big screen, "Ah... Chen Baoguo, you are watching this movie again... "

Grandpa Yan's hair was gray, and he was in high spirits. He smiled and said, "Take a look at your grandma..." He seemed to be an old man who was very fond of children. Is the apple okay?"

At the same time, Yan Xi sat down on the other side and said to her, "This is my grandfather, grandma."

Before An Zhi had time to say what to call, Grandpa Yan's words, "Is it okay to eat apples?" had already reached her ears. She stood a little awkwardly on the chair, not knowing whether to call someone, sit down first, or say something. Do you want to eat apples. She was like a stunned bunny, extremely cramped.

Yan Xi laughed. Grandpa Yan also laughed.

Yan Xi said, "Anzhi, sit down."

An Zhi sat in an orderly manner, Grandpa Yan handed her an apple, she glanced at Yanxi, saw her smiling and nodding, she whispered thank you, "Thank you...Grandpa..."

Just as she took a small bite, Grandma Yan, who was attentive next to her, suddenly reacted and reached out to touch the top of her head and cheek. The old man also had gray hair, kind eyes, and a fragrant smell on his body, "Oh, it's a little girl."

Before An Zhi could say anything, he took an apple in his mouth and was hugged in his arms, and the old man's cheek moved to rub against her, "Ouch, what a cute little doll..."

Grandpa Yan smiled and said, "Shunian, you scared the child."

Grandma Yan laughed: "Is this Xiao Wu's child? Are Xiao Wu's children all this old?"

Yan Xi choked, "Grandma, not my child..."

Grandma Yan ignored her, touched An Zhi's head, and said with a smile, "How old are you?"

An Zhi finally swallowed the apple in his mouth. After she came to this city, she went to several homes, but she never received such a warm welcome. Her little face slowly turned pink, "Grandma, I'm six years old..."

Yan Xi watched her grandparents tease Anzhi and sighed in her heart: Grandpa, grandma, the generations are messed up again. . .

After a while, Aunt Xin came up. She has stayed in the Yan family's old house for 20 years and has become like a family member. She smiled and asked the second Yan family to rest. Then she told Yan Xi that she had found a few outfits suitable for An Zhi. Let her take the baby to bathe and change clothes.

Yan Xi looked at his watch and it was already past nine o'clock. It's time for the baby to go to sleep.

But... she is so young, can she take a bath by herself? Aunt Xin was a stranger to her after all.

She probably won't want to either.

But... Yan Xi is in trouble, she hasn't bathed the child before...

The Yan family's old house has four floors, and Aunt Xin and the servants live on the first floor. Her grandparents, sister-in-law and twins live on the second floor. The third floor is where she and the other two brothers belong.

Yan Xi led her into his room, then went to the bathroom to run hot water and put her clothes away.

Her room is large and she likes simple, sturdy white furniture. Small green potted plants and large bookshelves.

An Zhi looked curiously.

Yan Xi rolled up his sleeves and tied his long hair behind his head. She asked, "Are you taking a bath yourself? Or..."

"I can wash myself."

Yan Xi breathed a sigh of relief and watched the little girl walk into the bathroom by herself. After a while, she patted her head, feeling that she was still not at ease, and walked in.

As soon as she entered she burst out laughing.

An Zhi was wearing a small skirt, and she took it off halfway and stuck her head, and was pulling "woohoohoo". Her ears were hurting so badly that she was embarrassed to call someone.

A chuckle came from Yanxi's head, "Don't move, don't move, I'll help you take it off."

After finally taking it off, An Zhi's hair was messy and his ears were red. She pouted, her face wrinkled.

Yan Xi suppressed a smile, walked back and closed the bathroom door, and dipped into the bathtub water, "Do you want to wash your hair?"

"Hmm..." An Zhi took off a pair of trousers, and bare his limbs like lotus root, and his two little feet rubbed embarrassingly.

Yan Xi was worried that she would catch a cold if she washed alone. Just let her come over, she took off the shower head, and said to her, "Look, there are two colors here, the blue side is cold water, and the red side is hot water..." She twisted it away, the water was rushing Flowing out, "Try it with water, the water temperature is suitable."

She simply sat on the edge of the bathtub, "I'll wash your hair." An Zhi squatted down and stuck her head out. Warm water flowed over the top of her head, soft fingers gently stroked her hair, and the fragrance spread to the tip of her nose.

"Is it hot?"

An Zhi felt that the smell was a bit like hers. She squinted her eyes, feeling very comfortable being rubbed, "It's not hot." As soon as she finished speaking, the foam entered her eyes, she made an "ah", and Yan Xi shouted "hey": "Don't move, don't open your eyes. ."

She carefully flushed the foam and wiped her eyes with a towel.

An Zhi's face was wrinkled, she stood up straight, the water droplets that had not been wiped off her hair dripped down, and it was a little cold.

With a "woo", she shrank back, and water got in her ears. Yan Xi was almost in a hurry, holding her head and letting the water flow out.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Yan Xi said hurriedly, "Is it better?"

Just as An Zhi wanted to say that she was much better, the foam above her head that had not been washed away slipped down...

Yan Xi: …

Anzhi: …

With a thud, both of them laughed...

Yan Xi rinsed her hair clean and wrapped her hair with a towel, "Are you more comfortable?" An Zhi's face was only a little small, and the elf was cute. She said "um".

"Okay, did you come in... oh, wait, the water is cold..."

Yan Xi refilled a tank of water and turned around to see An Zhi standing a little shyly.

"Huh? Take off your panties..."

An Zhi blushed at her.

Yan Xi understood, pursed her lips and smiled, "Okay, I won't look at you, take it off by yourself."

An Zhi watched her close her eyes, her eyelashes were long and curled up, even her eyelashes were smiling. She quickly took it off, stepped in, Yan Xi smiled and said, "Can I open my eyes?"

An Zhi smiled shyly, "Yes."

The bathroom was filled with warm water vapor. An Zhi stared at the white foam that was as delicate as clouds in the bathtub, and poked it with his fingers.

Yan Xi packed up the changed clothes and looked at the clothes that Aunt Xin brought her. I still don't find it comfortable to wear to sleep.

"I'm going to find a piece of clothes for you to sleep in. Call me after you wash it."

The dimple on An Zhi's cheek jumped at her like a small comma. Yan Xi blinked at her and walked out the door. An Zhi's little hand patted the water, as if eating candy.

After a while, Yan Xi came in and washed her off the foam, wrapped her in a large cotton towel, and picked her up directly.

A piece of the front of her shirt was all wet, and the moment she picked her up, a lock of hair fell down.

An Zhi looked at her, reached out and pinned the lock of hair behind her ear, Yan Xi was slightly startled, and smiled invisibly. He carried her to the bed and put it down, took one of her large T-shirts and put it on her.

Her big T-shirt can be worn as a long skirt by An Zhi. Very cute.

"I'll take a shower and wipe my hair? Huh?"

An Zhi nodded obediently and watched the woman walk into the bathroom.

She was in a daze for a while, except for her grandfather, no one was walking around for her, and she was busy all day and night.