More than 3,000 acres of plum forest, about 100,000 plum trees, countless plum blossoms blooming at the same time, what kind of feeling? At this time, Yang Yan's family, who had just walked into the plum forest and strolled along the lakeside path, had already deeply felt the shock!

"The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum. Yang Yan remembered this poem he had memorized when he was studying before, and he said to Xia Yu with emotion, "Although I haven't seen snow yet, I feel that this plum blossom in the mountains and wilderness has already had a light snow in our valley!"

Isn't it?

The petals of the small flowers bloom on the branches, and the plum blossoms at the foot of the mountain and the top of the mountain are connected into a piece of pink and white, as if the snow covers the mountain, wrapped in silver, very beautiful!

Xia Yu's testimonial was not as profound as Yang Yan's, she said succinctly: "I saw snow, last year, but it is not as good as here!"

"I know that when you went to the training last year, you sent me pictures of snow and snowy mountains. Yang Yan said with a smile.

Luoluo was held by her father, the little girl's attention was not on the plum blossoms at first, she lay on her father's shoulder, and looked at the calm and beautiful lake like jasper.

When her father took her and began to climb towards the plum blossom pavilion and observation deck on the hillside, the perspective changed, and the little girl saw the plum blossoms reflected in her bright eyes.

It seemed that she hadn't reacted for a while, and Luoluo looked at these plum blossoms intently for a while, and then couldn't help but turn her head, and put her little arms in front of her father's chest, so that she could tilt her little head back and look at her father's big face.

Yang Yan was aware of it, and he turned his head to look at the little guy who was chatting with Xia Yu.

"Ah, Dad!" Luoluo saw his father's gaze turn around, and immediately grinned happily, showing a sweet smile to his father, followed by a loud call.

However, when she had finished calling, she turned her little head and looked at the plum blossom next to her with a little joyful laughter.

The little girl's idea is very simple, she feels that she has reminded her father to see the plum blossoms, and the rest is up to her father to take care of!

Yang Yan was not surprised, after all, Luoluo usually did not mischievous like this - called his father to show his sense of existence, and then left his confused father and went to play by himself.

However, Xia Yu exclaimed softly in front, which still attracted Yang Yan and Luoluo's attention.

"Wow!haha!" Xia Yu stood still on the steps in front of him, and after a while he slowly moved his steps and turned back.

"What's wrong?" Yang Yan looked at her stiff body, and reached over with some worry, wanting to pull her.

"Don't move, don't move, don't get rid of it!" Xia Yu said with a loud shout.

What's the situation?

Following Xia Yu's line of sight, Yang Yan saw that a white plum blossom with a slender stamen was quietly "clipped" on the gap between the scarves that Xia Yu was wrapping!

"I said you may not believe it!" Xia Yu pointed to his neck, and said to Yang Yan and Luoluo with a slight smugness, "This flower fell from the tree just now, and it just happened to fall on my clothes, this fate, right?"

Luoluo looked in the direction of her mother's finger, and the little girl's eyes were still a little confused, as if she could not identify the plum blossom.

"Awesome, awesome!" Of course Yang Yan didn't think Xia Yu would lie, he just smiled deliberately and teased, "You are lucky, you can go buy lottery tickets!"

"Hmph, just say you don't believe it! I really dropped this by myself, and others have to turn it out and pick it themselves!" Xia Yu reached out and pinched the crumbling plum blossom and admired it himself.

"You see, this flower has five petals. After Xia Yu finished reading it himself, he didn't forget to show it to Yang Yan and share his findings with him, "And then this petal is really white, very pure kind of white, and the middle is yellow, it's so good-looking!"

Yang Yan didn't look carefully, and Luoluo next to him finally saw what his mother was holding in her hand.

"Huh!" the little girl raised her little hand in surprise, got up in her father's arms, and stretched out her little hand to grab the white plum blossom that her mother had just handed to her father.

Yang Yan smiled and dodged Luoluo's little hand, put the white plum blossom on Luoluo's hair, and then he pointed to the little girl's head, deliberately exaggerating and admiring: "Wow! Luoluo, look, Huahua, what a beautiful flower on your head, you have become so beautiful!"

"Huahua?" this time Luoluo followed her father's repeated word, but suddenly the pronunciation became accurate, and she blinked her eyes in confusion as she muttered.

The little girl felt something in her head, she first looked at her father's smiling face and was stunned for a moment, and then began to grasp her father's clothes with her little hands, but her little buttocks were twisted, trying to make a 180-degree turn, as if to be able to see the flowers on her head.

However, what is there that can't be solved by Luoluo twisting his ass?

Even if he twisted his butt and turned around and couldn't see the plum blossom above his head, his father was afraid that she would move too much, so he quickly reached out and pinched the white plum blossom that he had finally picked up, put it in his palm, and sent it to her.

"Dangdang!" Yang Yan said to her daughter with a smile, "Look, you want Huahua!"

Luoluo's reaction was a little slower, she still retained the posture of turning around, stared blankly for a while, as if she had just recognized, her head was raised, her crooked eyes looked at her father with crystal joy, and the smile of surprise also bloomed like plum blossoms on her pink little face.

"Babble!" cried out the little girl with joy, her voice tender but loud, as if calling for the spring sparrows.

However, her next move was a little unexpected.

I saw the little girl shyly smiling happily with her little tongue, her delicate little hands opened, and she patted and scratched the little white plum in her father's palm.

In just the blink of an eye, Xiao Baimei disappeared into Yang Yan's hands!

Didn't fall to the ground.

Where did it go?

Luoluo had already looked up at his father's chin excitedly, and then his little hands were clenched tightly and waved as if he was very proud.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh......" The little girl snorted with a laugh in her nose as she swung her little arms to the rhythm of her little arms.

Don't think about it, the five-petal little white plum that was still flawless after falling on the tree must now be "destroyed" in the palm of the falling palm!

You can relate to the strength of the little girl's usual fingers holding adults, and you can imagine what kind of pitiful state it is in the palm of the little girl's palm now!

Yang Yan couldn't cry or laugh, and Xia Yu couldn't help it.

She glared at Yang Yan complainingly, and said angrily: "This is my plum blossom!"

Although she can't and can't worry about the gains and losses of a flower with her daughter, Yang Yan can't spare it, although he took the flowers that others shared with him and directly took them to tease the child?