Zeng Baolu lowered his head, concentrating on looking for the firecrackers that had not been sounded, and when he filled his pocket and raised his head, he found that the little friends who came with him were gone.

However, he was confident that he could find his way home, in fact, the Zeng Xiong family was not far away.

The problem in front of him now is that he doesn't have a fire, but the little fat man is a big ghost, and outside the bear house, he saw a big brother smoking, so he walked over and asked very socially, "Brother, is there a fire?"

The young man who smoked was Hu Yiran, he glanced down at Zeng Baolu, "Go aside, smoke when you're old, do your parents know!"

He smoked not to be cool, but because he was not angry, but he didn't expect that the tiger left the mountain and transferred Feng Han from Han Wu's side, and he still couldn't always be with the beautiful woman, depressed!

After all, Xiaobao is just a six-year-old child, plus he is very cute and chubby, whether he is an acquaintance or a stranger, he is very friendly to him, and he has never been yelled at, this setback is too big, he can't stand it, and he wants to cry for a while.

"Wow, wow, wow, wow......" crying is about to cry earth-shattering, plus this is a wedding scene, there are a lot of people, soon Xiaobao and Hu Yiran were surrounded, Hu Yiran couldn't run away if he wanted to, this little rabbit cub was still holding his legs, and the white and yellow snot was still rubbing on his newly bought trousers!

Hu Yiran felt that he was a decent person, he was watched by so many people, pointing and not talking, and talking a lot, saying that he was an illegitimate child and did not pay alimony, he was sick, how could such a handsome guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes give birth to such a fat son!

Hu Yiran couldn't get out for a while, and it happened that the two of them made too much noise, which attracted Han Wu, who was avoiding Hu Yiran, to come over, and when she saw Hu Yiran suffering, she was happy, but she recognized the little fat man who was crying on Hu Yiran's thighs as the grandson of Zeng Lao.

Han Wu broke through the crowd, pushed Hu Yiran away, picked up the little fat man and asked, "Xiaobao, why are you here?"

"Ah, the little girl's sister!" Although Xiaobao and Han Wu only had a one-sided relationship, they remembered that she was the sister of Su Su's little girl, and immediately stopped crying.

Han Wu carried him out of the crowd and asked again, Xiaobao answered truthfully, and asked, "Sister, do you have a fire?"

Han Wu said solemnly: "It's dangerous for children to play with fire, so I'll send you home." She did this for Xiaobao's safety, there are so many people here, what if she encounters a bad guy like Hu Yiran again. Second, she brought a painting with her and wanted to ask Zeng Lao for some guidance.

Xiaobao thought for a while, "Give me fire, and I'll go home, otherwise ......" The fat boy clasped his arms with his hands, and his nostrils were facing the sky~

"Okay, you're amazing!" Han Wu asked for a medicinal incense from Uncle Xiong's apprentice, saying that it was to help him sleep, "Here, use this to set off the cannon." ”

"Thank you, sister!" Then the little fat man led the way, Han Wu estimated the time, and the sedan chair should not come back so early.

"Grandpa, I'm back!poof!" The first shot when he got home turned out to be dumb, and the little fat man was very melancholy.

Zeng Guangxian didn't expect that someone would escort his grandson back, "You are, you are Feng Han's sister!"

"If Zeng Lao doesn't remember my name, then I'll introduce it again, my name is Han Wu, the dance of dancing. Han Wu smiled and bowed.

Zeng Guangxian laughed, "I'm old, my memory is too bad, I only remember that his name is your surname, and I don't remember anything else." After saying that, he regretted it, Zeng Guangxian looked at Han Wu nervously, fortunately, he didn't blow up.

Han Wu didn't care at all, she wanted to ask why Zeng Lao didn't politely invite her to a cup of tea.

"Little Dance girl, do you want to have a cup of tea, I have a good Wuyi Mountain big red robe. ”

Han Wu snickered, "Zeng Lao, you don't need to drink tea, no matter how good the tea is for me, it's a waste to me, but I just painted a picture recently, can you change the time for tea tasting to help me guide you~"

Zeng Guangxian likes to bring up his juniors, and said with a smile, "Come with me to the study, Xiaoyu, show tea to the guests!"

The painting that Han Wu took out was her wedding gift to Xionglu, a painting with a good meaning, with mandarin ducks, butterflies, and a pair of fat dolls fluttering butterflies by the river, a man and a woman.

Seeing the rich elements in the painting, Zeng Guangxian smiled first, "Is this a wedding gift for a certain pair of high school students?"

"Ah, do you know that?"

"Well, I heard Feng Han mention it, and he also asked me for a word, why, he didn't tell you?"

"Okay, it turned out to be your calligraphy work, and he kept it from me and didn't let me see it!" Han Wu clenched his fists angrily, thinking about domestic violence~

Zeng Guangxian smiled slightly, feeling that the relationship between the sister and brother was not bad.

"By the way, Elder Zeng, what did you write?" Han Wu was curious, "Is it a good marriage for a hundred years or an early birth of a noble son?"

"You'd love to know, but I think it's better to be surprised to see it with your own eyes. ”

"That is, I don't want to spoil~" Han Wu was lost, and just as she was about to return to the topic, she suddenly saw a calligraphy work on Zeng Lao's desk, and the title turned out to be - Burrow!

"Old Zeng, how do you know this article, don't you ......" Han Wu first thought, could it be that Feng Han's kid copied it from Old Man Zeng? That is really bold!

Seeing that Han Wu actually knew this Burrow, Zeng Guangxian said excitedly, "What, do you know who wrote this article?"

It turned out that it wasn't written by Zeng Lao, Han Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and then squinted his eyes and smiled, "Zeng Lao, now you can spoil it~"

Zeng Guangxian smiled bitterly, took out a piece of paper, and cut it in half, "Let's write out our respective answers, how about it?"

Han Wu: "Agreed!"

……

On the road, the red sedan chair around him walked very slowly, so the groom's car couldn't drive fast, the sun was too poisonous, Xiong Di was very distressed, "The deer must be very hot now!"

Feng Han: "I saw her mother stuffing popsicles and small electric fans into the sedan chair~"

"That's also very hard, she's not heavy, why the eight sedan chair drivers are shaky, it's really not worry-free" Xiong Di looked out the window, eager to go up and carry the sedan chair himself.

"Maybe there are too many popsicles in the sedan chair, I see a box~"

As he was talking, Xiong Di's opportunity came, and a palanquin man actually suffered from heat stroke at such a critical juncture!

His fall made the whole palanquin crooked, and the bride, who was eating a popsicle, almost stabbed her throat.

Xiong Di hurriedly called for a stop, and rushed out with an arrow to fill the vacancy of the sedan chair driver.

The groom officials got out of the car, and Feng Han naturally couldn't sit still, "You go up, I'll carry it!"

"No, it's just this part of the way anyway, it makes sense to carry your bride home with your own hands!"

Xiong Di's physical strength is much stronger than those sedan chair drivers, his pace is too fast, the other sedan chair drivers are a little unable to keep up, and the bride in the sedan chair looks very distressed, Feng Han followed the sedan chair, and the deer handed out half of the popsicle she ate leftover.

"Thank you, I'm not thirsty. Feng Han declined.

"Thinking too much, for my husband's~"

ps: Thank you mmssiitt, Jiang Fengliunian, Dante de Divine Comedy, Ge Shaowei, Dream Daqian for the reward, it's a new week, we have to make progress!