He did not expose Yun Mian and let Yun Mian continue.
"Grandpa and grandma, I'm sorry for causing trouble to you."
Yun Mian swallowed so hard that it became nasal, her voice became more milky, and her eyes were watery and red from crying, like a frightened deer, which was very painful.
Mei Cuiping originally planned to ask Yun Yongcheng to send Yun Mian to the police station at work tomorrow, but now she is so soft-hearted.
"Xiao Mian, are you full?"
Yun Mian stuffed a mouthful of multi-grain rice into his mouth and was about to swallow it before answering his grandma when he heard grandma instruct his grandfather Yun Aiguo: "Look at how hungry this child is, how pitiful he is. There are eggs in the henhouse. Dad, hurry up and go to the henhouse."
Pick up two eggs, put some lard in them and steam them to nourish the child."
Yun Yongcheng looked at his mother with his mouth twitching.
We only have so much lard at home. Sometimes when my father is tired from working in the fields and eats noodles, he wants to add a small spoonful of lard, but his mother will nudge him for a long time. Now he actually orders his father to use lard to replenish Xiaomian's health.
It seems that Xiao Mian and her mother really hit it off.
Yun Yongcheng felt somewhat uneasy about taking the initiative to bring Yun Mian back privately, fearing that the old couple would not be happy. Seeing that the old couple and Yun Mian were so close to each other, Yun Yongcheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Seeing his wife waving to him urgingly, Yun Aiguo remembered something.
"Damn it, aren't those eggs in the henhouse used to hatch chickens?"
Mei Cuiping: "It's only been two or three days since I've been in the nest, and I can still eat it."
Yun Aiguo stood up and strode out. Soon the sound of hens clucking and flapping came from the yard. A few minutes later, Yun Aiguo was covered in chicken feathers and holding a chicken that was warmly hatched by the hen in one hand.
Hu Dedan walked in.
Mei Cuiping saw that he was covered in chicken feathers and looked in a miserable state.
"I asked you to pick up two eggs from the henhouse. How did you end up like this?"
Yun Aiguo was scolded by his wife and looked aggrieved.
"Our hen was protecting her chicks. When I went to pick up eggs from the henhouse, the hen flew to me with a flutter and pecked me violently."
Yunmian: "..."
She didn't want to eat eggs. She just wanted to stay with her grandparents and dad. As long as she could stay with her grandparents and dad, she could eat bran-fed vegetables.
However, Yun Mian's grandparents were so fond of him that they made eggs for him when they first met, and Yun Mian was still filled with joy.
When Mei Cuiping was steaming eggs for Yun Mian, she was willing to dig out a spoonful of lard and put it into the bowl of egg liquid. Yun Yongcheng looked at Yun Mian with envy.
This little thing is so charming! With just a few words, I won over my mother who usually wants to break a dime in half.
After a while, the low and dark kitchen was filled with the scent of eggs steamed in lard. Yun Aiguo and his son couldn't help but swallow when they smelled the scent. Mei Cuiping picked up the hot bowl of custard and placed it directly on Yun Mian's lips.
He didn't even look at the father and son in front of him.
"Mianmian, hurry up and eat it while it's hot."
In just a short while, Xiao Mian has already become Mian Mian.
This title made Yun Mian's eyes feel sore and moist again. She quickly lowered her head, blinked, and tried hard not to let tears fall.
In her previous life, her grandparents and parents called her Mianmian affectionately like this.
Seeing that she kept lowering her head and staring at the bowl filled with custard but not doing anything, Mei Cuiping asked, "What's wrong with Mianmian? Do you not like steamed eggs?"
"This egg custard smells very fragrant. I like it very much. I like all the food cooked by grandma."
Yun Mian raised his head, picked up the coarse porcelain spoon in front of him, and put the first spoonful of custard into grandma's bowl. The second spoonful of custard was given to grandpa, and the third spoonful was given to dad.
"The egg custard is very delicious, and it tastes even better when we eat it together."