Guan Ping'an drank a little wine and made up a little song by himself again. As soon as she was interested, she held a pot in one hand and used a branch as a sword in the other.

Dancing the sword, it is really still flowing and constricting freely. And the tiger is not there. There is still a little left of the heroic posture.

Looking at such a pass, Qi Jingnian couldn't wait to greet him with a flute. Unfortunately, the flute is not brought, and the wolf will come, and this place is not suitable.

Happiness is actually quite simple. Bury sorrow, bury sorrow, all as if this is a seed that cannot sprout, and do not imagine whether to harvest or not.

If it suddenly sprouts one day, I don't think about whether it will bear fruit. When it blooms, it only needs to work hard to bloom and bloom in the most beautiful shape.

Aromatize yourself, aromatize others. When it bears fruit, it will be old at that time. This life is too short and too short, too short to recall, and it will be over in the blink of an eye.

Happiness is also a lifetime, and sorrow is also a lifetime. She Guan Ping'an is really suitable to live in the moment, and when she is happy in time, go to her troubles~

The five old men and three children finished making the two hares roasted on the bonfire, the slices of venison more than a pound, and the sweet potatoes buried in the fire, and looked at each other and laughed happily.

- All of them are either their mouths or their hands are all swarthy. Even Qi Jingnian, who usually pays attention to his demeanor, is not bad, like a flower cat.

Here he took out a handkerchief and handed it to Ping'an, Ding Lao and they were also worried that the children were freezing, so they hurriedly buried the snow to extinguish the fire, and drove them home after cleaning up.

This is a coincidence, Guan Youshou, who was also made like a cat, rubbed his hands with snow and cleaned it up and walked home, and the two parties met halfway.

"Wow, Wow, Wow!"

"Yo~Our sunspot is very hilarious~" Guan Youshou hugged the girl who rushed straight to him. His little ones are even more hilarious, with a sweet taste of wine.

"Come, give Daddy a festive song. ”

"Okay~ Lalala, Dolai Mi ......" shook her Lao Tzu's big hand, now Guan Ping'an is happy, and he can finally give it a go.

Guan Tianyou, who was in the back, turned his elbow to Qi Jingnian beside him, "Did you hear it?" No wonder my sister was able to take home the prize. ”

Well, your sister's singing can deter the wolves of Nanshan...... Qi Jingnian smiled dumbly. Since last year, bears and wild boars have been afraid to go down the mountain.

"You're finally back, and I'm wondering if I should go to you. Isn't it cold? Look at your little faces, frozen red. ”

The night is very cold, but the heart is warm.

"Aunt Feng is gone?"

"I just walked for a while. When they returned, Ye Xiuhe hurriedly lifted the lid of the pot and wanted to pour ginger soup for them to go to the cold, "Drink less, I won't be able to eat supper later." ”

They all patted their stomachs and laughed happily. Guan Youshou couldn't help but smile with emotion, "Once upon a time, we still wanted to mix three meals a day first. ”

"Yes, the days are getting better and better, and the more we have to cherish our blessings. Sister Xiaofeng and the others said tonight that sometimes it's like a dream now, and asked me if I remember hiding from ghosts. ”

"Mother, someone came to our house again. Guan Ping'an said and squeezed his eyes at her father, "My mother's small team has also improved now." ”

That's right, it's commendable. Guan Youshou nodded funny, these old ladies will finally not be idle to gather around and talk nonsense about who's going on.

"Bittersweet memories?"

"Not really. Ye Xiuhe let the children drink it one by one, poured another bowl of ginger soup and handed it to Guan Youshou, "A few of us talked about it when we were children one night. ”

"If you want to talk about these topics, you should go to Zhao's house. Mrs. Zhao is a wonderful person and speaks very measuredly. "Actually, Mrs. Qu is not bad, but after all, the class is different.

As she spoke, there was inevitably something in her tone that the countryman couldn't understand. Those who are sensitive will hear that there is more or less ostentatious meaning in the words.

You must know that although the old ladies in the tunzi are illiterate, they do not lack great wisdom. This is also the reason why she has not been able to integrate into the circle of the old lady in the tun for a long time.

But to blame others? I really can't blame them, I can only say that they have different experiences. The old lady was holding a paintbrush instead of a broom and a rice shovel.

Guan Youshou thought about it and reminded uneasily: "Aunt Qu likes to be quiet, you'd better not bring a few of them to the door often." If you want to go, you go by yourself. ”

"I understand. I like to listen to my aunt talk about the ancients, and I can control my mouth. A few of them are fine, but didn't you say it, it's not a big mistake to be careful. ”

That's what it means. Guan Youshou nodded again and again, what his daughter-in-law said was also reasonable, and it was worthy of praise. "I haven't watched Dream of Red Mansions, have you changed your watch to Romance of the Three Kingdoms?"

Ye Xiuhe glanced at him with disgust: "I didn't tell Aunt Qu what books I read, but people have university questions, it's not a joke." ”

The two of them were talking, and Guan Ping'an and the three of them didn't mix, so they began to pour water and wash the bucket of hot water that Ye Xiuhe had mixed when he heard the movement before.

If you want to talk about spoiling children, Ye Xiuhe is really spoiled. If other people's children are ten or twelve years old, who would worry about their children being burned by hot water.

Maybe in her mind, she always unconsciously forgets that her children are cooking on a stool, or maybe she has been influenced by that set of male and female protagonists since she was a child.

Maybe it's more like she said that the days are getting better and better, so there is more free time, and she can't help but do it.

In the past two years, Ye Xiuhe has not thought of rubbing hemp rope like ordinary housewives, weaving baskets and baskets to supplement the family.

However, whether it is her man or the children, none of them agree. It's really okay to be idle and panic a little to spare for your own home, and sell it to the buying station or the market?

Really, it's better to dig up herbs with them. Others are really looking for medicine, and her family is safe and goes to a few places every year, just like she planted it.

Guan Ping'an saw that her mother obviously had something to say to her father, and saw Qi Jingnian and the two of them lighting an oil lamp and returning to the room, so she hurriedly smiled and said, "Mother, I also went to sleep, and my father hasn't eaten dinner yet." ”

"Okay, be careful. ”

In normal times, Ye Xiuhe had to accompany the children back to the house first, touch the kang, and then fold the quilt, which shows how uncomfortable she is holding back some words in her heart.

After a while, Ye Xiuhe held a bowl of millet porridge on the tray, and ten yellow sticky bean buns rested on the table, signaling him to eat first.

Guan Youshou, who was teaching hotly, raised his eyebrows: Do you want to prepare sweet tonight? Seeing this, he smiled and nodded to the long bench on the side of the table, "Sit down and rest first." ”

"Daddy?"

"Say whatever you want. Guan Youshou took the footcloth she handed over, and said with a smile while wiping, "Do you want me to guess?