An ordinary object that people give it a special value, and that object has a special meaning from now on. As small as a copper coin or as large as an ancient house, the things that are cherished by different people are different. We often think about the preciousness of such things, but in the eyes of others, they may just laugh at them.

"Why can you only make red lanterns?" this is the most incomprehensible thing Dongfang Qingqian today.

The red lantern flicked back and forth between the man's slender and jade-like fingers, and the color of the red lantern was even more vivid above the green clothes.

"If you had to use an object to represent the life of a monarch, what would you use?"

"Object?" Confused and shaking, she sighed and replied, "Sugar gourd." ”

"What's the point?"

"Probably because it's sweet and sour. Her eyes flashed over the past, "When I was a child, as long as I was unhappy, my father and mother would use sugar gourds to coax me." An older brother who was close to me often picked it up and came to me. When I grow up, this thing brings back a bad past, and with the most terrible past, I still covet this sweetness. Is it self-inflicted?"

Ji Wushuang smiled, but he couldn't see any meaning in the smile, perhaps, he wasn't interested in her story.

"Any simple object may be inconspicuous in your eyes, but in the eyes of others, it may be a lifetime. ”

Ji Wushuang seemed to be hinting at something, but it seemed to use this sentence to tell her again that the wishes of everyone in the Shiqing Sect were their lifelong expectations and did not need to be understood.

"But that's always his life, no matter what, others should live their own lives!"

There is a little more appreciation in the smile, and more precisely, it is affordable.

For example, Ji Wushuang rarely looks down on a person, so he often hides alone and arrogantly, unlike Chen Li and Li Yuanshi.

"Red lanterns. He finally got to the point, and the jade fingers picked up the filaments on the lantern, and the picture looked comfortable, "It's what their ancestors have been looking forward to all their lives." Do you know what the red lantern represents?"

"Lanterns?" Dongfang Qing's eyes showed that in addition to being able to illuminate, the lanterns were only left for viewing, but obviously Ji Wushuang was not talking about this.

"In the eyes of ordinary people, it is just a tool for lighting and ornamentation. But in fact, the people who make the red lanterns are looking forward to reunion. ”

Her eyes flickered, and she considered the word reunion, "Is it said that during the Lantern Festival, the family reunites and hangs up the red lanterns?"

"There's a layer of meaning. "The rippling in Tsing Yi is more like the wind blowing in the bamboo, Ji Wushuang is really unpredictable. On the outside, he seems to be indifferent to everything, but on the inside, he cares about such small things. But—a lot like a person?

"Yo, is this all here?" The voice in my ears must not be a hallucination, how could this person come here.

"Fifth son. After Ji Wushuang saluted, he left a meaningful look on her.

"No need to be polite, I'm here to find Little Peach. ”

Xiao Taoren's eyes were suspicious, and he wandered around the man's body for a moment, and asked in his ear, "You didn't know about the situation here early in the morning?"

The fifth prince was very calm, and did not answer, which was regarded as acquiescence.

"Fifth brother!" This voice of the fifth brother made her eyes deepen, and how many clouds were piled up in front of her.

"Fifth brother is coming to see my new work? He snatched the red lantern from Ji Wu's hands, obviously, it was Yu Qian, an idler, who invited this kid to see him.

Yu Qian took it in his hand, looked at it carefully, and didn't praise or criticize it more, but said, "Let's make another one!"

Xiao Taoren lost his head, knowing that this red lantern was not pleasing to the fifth brother.

"Then the fifth brother wants to see the good things here?" the little peach kernel walnut blinked, which was particularly interesting.

Naturally, Yuqian would not refuse such an interesting person, nor would he refuse such an interesting thing.

Qing Qian understands this very well. It's just that now, the relationship she had just established with that kid was completely forgotten by Yu Qian's stirring.

Xiao Taoren's attitude changed immediately, not to mention how Yu Qian deceived him into getting dizzy, but it wouldn't even be too late for Ji Wushuang to take care of it. Tsing Yi Cold Frost obviously didn't care about these either, but followed Xiao Taoren's footsteps and moved in.

The workshop is not big, it is more like a small straw hut built temporarily, and these things are very novel. The eye fell on one of them, and a delicate carriage was carved into the palm-sized piece of wood, from the axle to the body.

Something suddenly rubbed at her feet, and she looked down to see that it was a miniature version of a six-wheeled chariot.

"How does it move?" said Kiyoshi, squatting down and picking it up.

Xiao Taoren immediately straightened his waist, naturally he was shallow and smarter than at that time, and explained with a serious posture, "There is an air valve at the back of this chariot, open the air valve, and the wheels will move." The size of the air valve opening can also control the speed of the trolley. ”

She took a closer look, and sure enough, there was a knob behind her, and the knob was connected to the airbag, and when the gas in the airbag poured outward, it naturally carried the car forward.

"Fifth brother, this is what I want to show you!"

Little Momoren lit a candle in her left hand and carried a spiral rope in her right hand, and when she placed it on top, it seemed to spin on her own. Red is like a flame slowly upward, and blue is like a rippling blue wave. The heat flow above the candle causes these curved pieces of paper to rotate naturally, making for such an interesting phenomenon.

Dongfang Qingqian remembered what Yuqian said that day, this kid's technique, does she really understand this kid's technique?

If he really made red lanterns, he wouldn't have been able to stand out, but if he was just studying these machines, this kid was very talented.

Ji Wushuang said, "Please don't talk about this to the outside world, if Xiao Taoren's father learns about it, he will definitely be beaten." ”

Dongfang Qingqian looked at the things in this room carefully, some of them moved wonderfully, and some of them suddenly stood still in the air, which was much more interesting than lanterns.

If you don't make a red lantern, this kid will still have a very talented future.

"Fifth brother, you said you want to help me win the vote, what is the method?"

It turned out that long before she came, this person had already thought of these things in advance. Naturally, his methods must have something to do with these things.

With a relaxed smile on his lips, he touched the little peach kernel's head, and he didn't hide but blinked with a pair of longing peach eyes.

She deliberately reminded, "This kid said that he only made red lanterns, and his father would not admit the rest of the bells and whistles." ”

"Naturally, if we don't make other lanterns, we only make red lanterns, and we can win. ”

Ji Wushuang also smiled on the side, although he didn't know whether to appreciate or look down on people, but at least he wanted to see Yuqian's fame.

It's just that pair of confident eyes, I don't know if I can be so confident on the day of the lantern festival?