Ye Chunmei's dormitory is very simple, the furniture should be made by herself, two beds, a desk, two chairs, an old-fashioned wardrobe, and a kerosene lamp plus an electric light on the roof. 81 in the ΔΔ text network

It's simple, it's clean, and it doesn't look like much, but it's comfortable.

And more often, familiarity.

That's right, don't be surprised, it's familiar.

"Does it sound familiar?"

Seeing that Wang Lang had been looking around, Ye Chunmei also asked very casually.

"Yes, familiar."

Wang Lang nodded, and then replied directly.

"The furniture here is made by Xiaochan, this girl is very capable and hard-working, it's hard to imagine that a girl's family can do that level."

Ye Chunmei looked at the furniture in front of her with some nostalgia, which had not broken for many years, and said.

"Yes, I have a set of exactly the same things in my house, but the wood in my house is all scraps, so a lot of furniture has started to loosen, but it still works."

Wang Lang smiled a little bitterly, but he still said honestly.

He was now sure that his sister had definitely been here.

"I still remember that every time she survived the most difficult time, the most common thing she said after she survived was, 'It's great that she didn't give up, and I can go home to see my little brother with a smile again'."

Ye Chunmei nodded, put one hand on the old photo album and stroked it gently, and said in a low voice.

"Well, every time she comes back, she laughs and laughs so happily."

Wang Lang's eyes were a little red, but he still tried to inhale to hide his true emotions.

Ye Chunmei didn't continue, because there was no need to continue, but reached out to hold Wang Lang's hand, followed by the other hand to wipe the corner of her eyes, and then continued to ask: "Your sister, that child, are you okay now?" ”

Wang Lang can feel that this is real care, a kind of care from his elders to his juniors, without any impurities, and it is a very pure love.

"Good, she's always been good."

Hearing the other party's question, Wang Lang did not say that he hadn't seen Wang Yuechan for almost five years.

Because he could see that Ye Chunmei really cared about Wang Yuechan, if she knew that her sister had been missing for several years and had been hiding in Tibet, Wang Lang was afraid that the old man would not be able to stand it.

"That's good, that's good......" Ye Chunmei said several times "That's good", and then suddenly said: "When your sister was here before, they called me godmother, but now that you're here, aren't you ......?"

"Godmother."

Wang Lang shouted very simply, because he could really feel something from the other party that he had never felt since he was a child, very sincere and comfortable.

"Good! Okay, good boy, don't say anything, you will be a good boy of godmother in the future. ”

Ye Chunmei said, and said directly with old tears.

"Bang dang", what people didn't expect was that just when Ye Chunmei's voice fell, Sister Mo suddenly pushed the door in, and then said very unhappily: "You're a lot older, and you're still playing, isn't it a little unfair for you to do this?" ”

"How is it unfair? When Xiaochan was here, didn't you call me a godmother? ”

Ye Chunmei knew what Sister Mo meant, so she asked unhappily.

"Yes, that's true, but that's all in the past, you can't bind her brother just because Xiaochan is your goddaughter, you should use the phone bill to send laundry detergent to do activities?"

Sister Mo pulled Wang Lang up to protect her behind her, and then retorted unwillingly.

"And what do you want?"

Ye Chunmei raised her eyes to look at Sister Mo and asked.

"This is the apprentice brought out by my apprentice, so it is my apprentice, there is no reason to talk about it."

Sister Mo seems to be determined to fight with Ye Chunmei, in short, it is a sentence, anyway, Wang Lang is going to decide, he has to give it, and he has to give it if he doesn't give it.

Ye Chunmei suddenly thought for a moment, and then continued: "That's not good, my godson, I have an obligation to take care of it, unless I ......"

"Unless something, you draw a path."

Sister Mo also followed and said immediately.

"Each has his own ability, who he learns better and better from him, it means who he has a fate with, otherwise don't talk about it, don't be unconvinced, I am the squad leader, the title of one wheat and two, if you have the ability, you are one level older than me, I will listen to you."

Ye Chunmei patted herself on the shoulder, and then said.

However, she said it easily, but Wang Lang felt that his whole worldview had changed a little!

One wheat two! Whoever has seen the rank of one or two is Commander Bai!

This Ye Chunmei is the squad leader of the "cooking class", saying one wheat two? Self-styled one!

"Isn't it just one less star? I didn't think it was a rarity. ”

When Sister Mo heard this, she couldn't help but mutter.

It doesn't look like it's just made up.

It's just that Wang Lang is not calm at all.

"Ahem, that ...... What's your lowest rank here? ”

Wang Lang, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but ask with the corners of his mouth twitching.

"Lao Liang, two bars and four." Sister Mo replied casually without looking back.

"Tell you the truth, is this some secret psychiatric base? Am I abandoned by the state and thrown here? ”

Wang Lang's expression also froze on his face instantly, where the hell did he go!

"How can this boy speak? This is a serious cooking class, several of us are also serious retired old cadres, reluctant to wear this set of clothes, so we simply hung a cooking class, in fact, it should also be regarded as a cadre compound, don't look simple, but it's not anyone who wants to come to come. ”

Ye Chunmei glanced at Wang Lang angrily, but she wasn't really angry, after all, suddenly telling others about this matter is really not something that anyone can accept immediately.

However, with such an explanation, Wang Lang was also relieved a lot.

It turns out that this is just a cadre compound for the nominal cooking class, so it's no wonder.

"Okay, don't worry about this for now, you just said that each depends on his ability, right? That's what you said, if he learns my stuff better, then don't regret it. ”

Sister Mo didn't seem to want to be too entangled in this question, so she waved her hand and asked directly.

"Don't regret it, go ahead, go ahead, and snatch it away if you have the ability."

Ye Chunmei nodded with a smile, and then said affirmatively.

However, the authorities are fascinated, the bystanders are clear, but Wang Lang, who is watching from the sidelines, knows very well that Ye Chunmei is deliberate, just deliberately stimulating Sister Mo.

In fact, if you think about it, it's true that Wang Lang is Wang Yuechan's younger brother, and the food he makes is also comparable to that of the East, but what does this mean?

Who can guarantee that Wang Yuechan's younger brother is not a straw bag? Who can guarantee that if you can do what you eat, you can do something else well?

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