The three little boys said at the same time: "Teenager inspirational story. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Su Wenxue asked curiously: "Aunt Fei, what is a beautiful fairy tale, what is a juvenile inspirational story?"

Mingyue didn't say anything, no matter what the story was, her mother's story was very exciting, and she grew up listening to her mother's story, so she had basically heard her mother's story.

Ming Fei said with a smile: "Fairy tales refer to the little girl in the story, no matter how miserable, unfortunate her background, or life, as long as she is kind-hearted, she can have a happy ending in the end, and there will be a prince who will appear to protect her and love her." ”

"Cher wants to listen to fairy tales, and Cher wants to be a little girl in fairy tales. Su Wenxue said.

Ming Fei said: "Baby, however, some little girls in fairy tales are unlucky, and it is precisely the misfortune of the little girls in fairy tales that let those of us who listen to the story understand that today's happy life is not easy to come by and should be cherished." ”

"Aunt Fei, what's the story, what's wrong with the little girl in the story?" asked Su Wenxue.

Wen Xili and An Qingyang were also very curious.

Only ran fast and Mingyue, because they had heard the fairy tale that Ming Fei was going to say, so the two were silent and did not make a sound.

Ming Fei told Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale "The Little Match Girl" to the five little ones, and her voice, full of emotion, painted the story into a picture and imprinted it into the minds of the five little ones.

She changed the match to a fire fold.

Finally, she also made a summary to cherish the existing good life.

She did not say anything about the feudal exploitation system, the starvation of the poor, and so on.

Children are still young, saying these things will distort their hearts, it is better to let them live in the moment of stability and prosperity, and be a person with sunshine in their hearts and cherish life.

Then, Ming Fei told an inspirational story about teenagers, satisfying the boys' minds and planting a positive seed in the hearts of the three boys.

The atmosphere in which Ming Fei and the five little ones got along was so harmonious that it even made Su Wenxue forget her mother and homesickness for a while, she had already stopped her tears, did not cry anymore, and was very happy to talk and laugh with them, and raised her smiling face again.

The rain is still falling, but, looking at the rain, it is much lighter than the heavy rain just now.

Time passed, and the babies played for a day, and their expressions were dyed with tiredness.

Ming Fei asked the three children who came to her house if they would stay at her house for one night or go home.

Su Wenxue is young after all, and she can't do without her mother, she said that she wants to go home.

And the two little boys, because they were two years older, felt embarrassed to spend the night in someone's house, so they also said that they wanted to go back.

Ming Fei didn't want to spend time in the house alone, so she decided to use a big carriage to pull the five little ones and send the three little ones home one by one.

Just go.

Ming Da drove the carriage and stopped directly at the door of the warm pavilion, there was a shed above the door of the warm pavilion, and they got into the carriage from here, and it didn't rain.

The secret guards were also dressed in waterproof robes, hiding in the shadows, protecting Ming Fei and sending the three little ones home.

Similarly, each person was given some snacks suitable for the little ones.

By the time the three little ones were delivered, the rain had almost stopped, and only a negligible amount of rain was falling.

There are more pedestrians on the street.

It was probably the time when it rained at noon, and people who had not had time to return home and were looking for a place to shelter from the rain saw that the rain had stopped at this moment, so they hurried home!

When Ming Fei and the two little ones returned to the Fuguo Mansion, it was already dark.

The signal flare outside the city still did not move.

First had dinner, and then accompanied the two little ones to weave the basket that was about to be completed as usual, the two little ones were tired today, and their eyelids couldn't help fighting, so the maids served the two little ones to go back to rest.

Only she, after bathing, sat at the round table and looked through the "Jizo Sutra".

The vigorous and powerful, dragon-flying and phoenix-dancing font is really like a human face, and it is also easy to see that people can't find a trace of fault.

On a whim, Ming Fei walked to the desk and let the maid grind, she stretched out her left hand and began to imitate some simple fonts on the Jizo Sutra.

For example: one, two, and other simple fonts.

Ahem......

She can't write with her left hand, so if she learns calligraphy from scratch, she has to start with simple characters like one or two!

She secretly thought that if one day, she used her left hand to write the same font as Changqing, I wonder what Changqing's expression would be?

Hehehe......

Thinking about it, Ming Fei actually laughed.

The maids who were waiting to serve on the side were also happy to dye their eyebrows, and the eldest lady was happy, and they were also happy.

Ming Fei was addicted to this practice, and before he knew it, he had written two large sheets of paper.

From crawling like insects at the beginning, to having its shape and resembling it later, Ming Fei still has a sense of achievement.

Although she only wrote one of two large pieces of paper, she was also satisfied.

She can write a word with its meaning, and it is not bad with what Changqing writes!

The maid glanced at the hour in the corner, and she reminded in a low voice: "Miss, it's not early, do you want to go to bed?"

Ming Fei raised his head, glanced at Ke Leak, and said, "Wait a little longer." ”

It's so late, there is no news from the secret guard, did Qin Jun come overnight? She just hopes that he won't rush at night, rest for the night, and recuperate enough to return to Beijing before it is too late, Zuo is not bad for this day.

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door, and someone outside reported: "Miss, a signal flare has appeared twenty miles away from Jingnan." ”

As soon as the voice of the person outside the door fell, he saw that Ming Fei had already walked to the door and opened the door.

The maid hurriedly took the big coat on the shelf and draped it over the eldest lady.

Ming Fei let her move, and she asked the dark guard, "How many times has it been lit?"

"Just lit up once. The dark guard reported, lowered his head, and didn't look at the eldest lady in a thin jacket and a thin figure.

At this moment, at night, although it is the eldest lady's secret guard, it can't be too rude, and it is already polite to report in front of the eldest lady's master bedroom at night, but fortunately, the eldest lady is not the kind of pedantic person who strictly adheres to the rules, and gives the secret guards a lot of freedom.

As soon as the dark guard's words fell, she saw that Ming Fei had already walked out, and she was supported by the maid and climbed to the top of the Stable Warm Pavilion.

There, the location is high, and you can see the light outside the city.

As soon as Ming Fei stepped on the roof of the building, she saw a red light exploding in the sky above Jingnan, and she could see it clearly, presumably, twenty miles away, it would be even more dazzling.

Changqing, back.

The corners of Ming Fei's mouth raised a smile, and the smile made her temperament and whole person change.

Gentle and gentle.

Less sharp, more soft colors.

The maid didn't understand what the eldest lady was doing when she didn't sleep in the middle of the night and climbed the roof to see the red fireworks far away from the capital, but she said dutifully: "Miss, the wind and frost are heavy, you go back and rest!"

Ming Fei heard the maid's words, and looked at the red darkness, there was silence in the distance, and there was no movement, so she nodded, "Let's go back! ”

It's getting late, the gates are closed, and we won't see it until tomorrow.