The tips of his hair were covered with wind and snow, and he was walking in a silver-white plain wrap. His temperament was as heavy as a sword about to be unsheathed.
"Take it and eat it." A hot and fragrant sweet potato was handed to Gu Nuoer.
Gu Nuoer's eyes lit up, and she held the sweet potato in her little hand: "Brother Siming, you went to buy me something to eat!"
Her fingers were cold from the cold, but the moment she touched the sweet potato, warmth flowed comfortably to her limbs.
The little guy couldn't wait to tear open the thin skin with his fingertips, but was accidentally burned.
"Huhu~" She didn't cry or fuss, and hurriedly blew herself.
Ye Siming lowered his eyes and immediately frowned: "So stupid?"
He grabbed the sweet potato and tore off the thin skin quickly and swiftly.
Looking at the exposed red soft flesh, Gu Nuoer swallowed and kicked her little feet wildly.
"Brother Siming, I want to eat."
Ye Siming fed her a mouthful.
The aroma of sweet potatoes immediately overflows in your mouth, and the sweet but not greasy taste spreads throughout your mouth.
The little guy narrowed his eyes happily and asked vaguely: "How does Brother Siming know there is a sweet potato store?"
Ye Siming slowly peeled off all the skin and answered casually: "I smell it."
smell?
Gu Nuoer sniffed hard and could only smell the aroma of sweet potatoes in front of her.
Ye Siming wrapped the whole sweet potato in oil paper and put it back in Nuoer's hands.
The little guy took a few bites, then stood on tiptoe and handed it to Ye Siming's lips.
"Brother Siming, you eat too!"
Ye Siming looked down at her and said two words: "I won't eat."
Gu Nuoer, however, was extremely enthusiastic and kept jumping up and down, insisting on raising it to Ye Siming's mouth.
At this moment, her foot slipped and she almost fell into the snow.
Fortunately, Ye Siming had quick eyes and quick hands and scooped her into his arms.
He gritted his teeth secretly: "You are jumping around even when you eat. If you fall down next time, I won't care about you..."
Unexpectedly, as soon as Ye Siming finished speaking, he felt someone took the opportunity to stuff a mouthful of sweet potato meat into his mouth.
"..." Ye Siming pursed her thin lips slightly, feeling the delicate aroma.
Gu Nuoer was in his arms, smiling proudly: "Is it a good time?"
After Ye Siming tasted it, he snorted coldly: "It's okay."
He couldn't resist Gu Nuo'er and refused to eat, but the enthusiastic little guy stuffed him with several more mouthfuls.
Yesiming swallowed the sweet potato with a dark face, and the little guy in his arms had a mouth full of orange with satisfaction.
Gu Nuoer was born to be his nemesis.
The man in front of the queue turned around and watched the "brother and sister" carve up a sweet potato one bite at a time.
He couldn't help but feel unbearable.
Alas, both of them are so beautiful, but it is a pity that they were born into such poor families.
Finally, Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming were placed in line. The person making the porridge was a scoundrel with a mole on his lip.
When he saw that Ye Siming was not very old, he was still just a teenager.
The baby girl in my arms looks like she has not yet been weaned!
The ruffian immediately sneered: "Hey, you two-haired kid, why don't the adults at home have time to come, so why do you have to brave the wind and snow to come here?"
Ye Siming's eyes were cold. He was still holding Gu Nuo'er and did not make a move easily.
But the little guy leaned in his arms and Nuo Nuo said: "Make some porridge for us~"
The ruffian stretched out his hand: "Where's the bowl?"
Gu Nuoer paused and pointed to the bowls stacked on the table: "Isn't that the one you use?"
Unexpectedly, the ruffian said carelessly: "This is for adults and elders. You two children take it away. What if the bowl is broken and you don't return it?"