Three-and-a-half-year-old Liu Xuan was still stuffing moon cakes into his mouth, he dipped a mouthful of cake powder, wiped his sleeve and said: "I'm not sleepy yet, I still want to admire the moon"

"Good!" Yan Qing got up and hugged him in his arms, gently wiped the remaining cake from the corner of his mouth, smiled and coaxed them to sleep: "Is this good, I'll sing a song to you, if you think it's good! Just listen to me obediently, go back to the house and sleep, okay?"

The children felt that it was a good idea, and they said in unison, "Okay"

"That's what you said!" Yan Qingqing coughed twice, because it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and she missed her relatives who were far away in modern times, so she sang a song "Water Tune Song Head". Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know if the bright moon in the night sky can send thoughts to relatives?

The soft and gentle singing voice is refreshing, like a delicate clear stream, so that the children and Su Jin are intoxicated by it, and when a song falls, someone immediately hears whose poem Mrs. is singing, Hulin asked: "Mrs. is singing Su Dongpo's "Water Tune Song Head"?"

"Hulin is great! It is indeed Dongpo Jushi's "Water Tune Song Head"!" Yan Qing smiled and asked them, "How is it?

"Sounds good!" the children's voices were filled with joy.

Su Jin never expected that his wife would be able to sing Dongpo Jushi's "Water Tune Song Head" into a tune, which is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The little ones just listened to it once, and like Zhen'er and Jiu'er, they would hum a tune, and the tone of their singing would not be far from ten.

Zhen'er said appreciatively: "I didn't expect Madame to not only tell stories, but also sing so well"

"Yes!" Shi Di had never heard his mother sing and tell him stories, and he didn't even know what his mother looked like, so he smiled and said, "Madame might as well be our mother."

"Madame, be our mother!" pleaded Eternal Pity.

The children love her, Yan Qingda is very happy from the bottom of her heart, and she doesn't wait for her to speak.

Hulin said: "Isn't Madame already our mother? Madame is the master's mother, that is our master, master, right?"

"Hmm!" Su Jin smiled: "Since I am your master, and my wife is your master, our husband and wife will regard you as their own."

"Hulin and Master are right!" Yan Qing hugged Liu Xuan to the ground, straightened his clothes for him, and said to them with a smile: "Since they have said that I am your master, don't call me Mrs. in the future, you have to change your words."

She saw the children nodding obediently, and then smiled: "Okay! It's really not early, you all think the teacher sings well, then it's time to go and rest."

"Okay!" The children got up one after another, said goodbye to Su Jinli, and walked towards the back garden.

Yan Qing held An Liu with one hand and Ding Shan with the other, followed the children up the corridor, and sent the children back to the room.

Back to the front yard.

Su Jin was waiting for her.

Yan Qing smiled and sat back beside her husband, Su Jin took her into her arms and said: "Since taking over the private school, the lady has been tired, and it is difficult to raise children, but the lady has to take care of more than a dozen children."

"Why isn't your husband tired?" Yan Qing leaned on his generous arms, feeling both relieved and content, and it was also since she had to take care of these children that she had a maternal halo, she enjoyed it, where would she feel tired.

Listening, Su Jin loved his lady even more in his heart, he looked up at a bright moon hanging in the night sky, and noticed the thoughts on his lady's delicate face, every festival is just like this!

He asked, "How did the lady celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Yan Qing recalled her parents and brother, as well as her grandmother, and a smile unconsciously raised on the corner of her mouth, she said: "Our family's festival is actually quite simple, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the family goes to grandma's house for a meal, and when they go, they will bring some gifts, and when they study, their parents will give grandma a holiday fee." After I graduated, I got my salary and started to pay my grandmother and grandmother for the holidays."

As she spoke, the more she missed them, she hadn't seen the two old people for months, and she really missed them.

Yan Qing's nose was sour, and he felt the urge to cry.

The painting is nothing more than a painting about the Mid-Autumn Festival, but as soon as her painting came out, it immediately ushered in the appreciation of Wei Ting, Feng Zicheng and others.

Xiaoqing's painting style has always carried new ideas, which is not uncommon in the eyes of the literati and ink writers on Qingyang Street, this painting "Chang'e Running to the Moon" actually holds a plate of moon cakes in her hand, and even her jade rabbit is not seen in her arms, hehe!

In addition to this painting, Yan Qing tried his best to paint Chang'e's calligraphy and painting with new ideas, among which the animation and comics of the painting unexpectedly caused a boom in buying paintings.

It's the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

There is an endless stream of painters coming in and out of the gallery.

Everywhere you go, the streets are bustling with traffic, and every shop and stall is crowded with people.

Especially in the Sanzu Temple, there is a steady stream of pilgrims who enter the incense. I heard that there is a lantern festival at the north gate at night.

Because it is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Su Jin gave the children a day off, and he took Xiu Lin and Xingyun to play in the gallery, and more than a dozen children played games outside the gallery, adding a lot of excitement to the gallery.

In the gallery, Su Jin, Wei Ting and Shi Wenjie are entertaining the painters.

Liu and Fang Xinrong made tea and poured water.

Yan Qing sat at the counter and kept the accounts, and Hulin ran to her side and helped her wrap the calligraphy and paintings in a decent way.

When she was busy, an aunt suddenly came into the gallery, and she also brought a young brother and sister-in-law, who was carrying a burden and holding a four- or five-year-old child, and the couple looked around the hall.

The aunt saw Xiao Qing who was collecting the silver, and happily said to the man behind her: "Look, this is it, you wait a while, I'll ask"

"Thank you Aunt Yu!" the man smiled and thanked.

"What are you polite to me!" Aunt Yu said with her mouth closed and walked to the counter.

Yan Qing handed the wrapped calligraphy and painting to the painter, Yu Guangjian saw that Aunt Yu, who lived in the same alley, actually came to the art gallery, she sent the painter away, Aunt Yu had already walked in front of her, she smiled and said: "I don't know if my aunt will come today, I'm sluggish, please sit over there."

Aunt Yu nodded and smiled, and asked her, "Where is Sister Li?"

Hearing that she was looking for Aunt Li, Yan Qing smiled and replied, "Aunt Li is making moon cakes in the back hall!

"Dafu is back!" Aunt Yu pointed to the three members of the Dafu family in the hall, and then said to Yan Qing: "They rushed back to Lan'an for the festival, but found that Sister Li was not at home, so he went to knock on my door.

Yan Qing followed Aunt Yu's eyes and guessed that the wealth in Aunt Yu's mouth must be the big brother Li that Aunt Li misses day and night.

"I'm going to call Aunt Li out!" Yan Qing said happily, and walked to the back hall, if Aunt Li knew that Brother Li took his daughter-in-law and children back to Lan'an to spend the festival with her, she would definitely be very happy.

Yan Qing went to the back hall for a while.

Aunt Li was surprised and delighted and couldn't care about wiping her hands, and she was overjoyed to go out of the back hall, she couldn't hide her joy and glanced at Dafu, and saw her son and daughter-in-law who she hadn't seen for a long time, and her grandson was standing in front of her at the moment, she happily wiped the corners of her eyes, wiped her hands stained with flour, and walked quickly to her son.

When the painters who watched the calligraphy and painting saw this scene, they also glanced at Aunt Li.

"Rich!"

"Mother!" Li Fu stepped forward.

Aunt Li grabbed Li Fu's arm and looked her whole body up and down, and after being relieved, she took her daughter-in-law's hand and said lovingly: "Youhui"

"Mother, we're back to spend the holiday with you!" Han Youhui smiled softly.

"Grandma!" the little grandson Li Youcong pulled his grandmother's shirt, looking very cute.

"My lovely little grandson, grandma finally sees you again!" Aunt Li said with her mouth closed, and picked up her little grandson in her arms.

Yan Qing watched Aunt Li's family reunite, and felt happy for Aunt Li in her heart, she said to Li Fu and his wife: "Brother Li and sister-in-law please sit on the second floor, there are more painters in the hall, and the guest hall on the second floor is more leisurely."

Li Fu and Aunt Yu heard about his mother and Mrs. Su on the way here, and during the months he was away from Lan'an, he thanked Mr. Su and Mrs. Su for their filial piety to his mother, which made him, as a son, really feel guilty.

"Thank you, Mrs. Su!" Li Fu said with a formal salute.

Yan Qing smiled and said, "Brother Li doesn't need to be polite to me, please on the second floor."

Li Fu's family went up to the second floor.

Su Jin and Feng Zicheng were entertaining painters on the second floor, when they saw a group of people coming up, and saw Aunt Li walking among them, and the child called grandma as soon as he turned around. Su Jin guessed probably. Feng Zicheng naturally knew what the relationship between Li Meizi and them was, so he relieved himself and smiled, and continued to entertain the painters.

When Aunt Li touched Mr. Feng's gaze intentionally or unintentionally, her mood was indescribable, her affair with Mr. Feng... Still... I don't know how to tell Dafu, and I have no bottom in my heart.

Yan Qing invited Li Fu's family into the hall and sat down, she was busy pouring tea, Aunt Li hadn't been with her family for a long time, she asked Aunt Li and Brother Li to have a good chat, she went downstairs to work first.

I thought that Brother Li's family of three had returned to Lan'an, and Aunt Li and Brother Li had a good chat, and they would go home together for the festival at noon. As a result, they stayed in the gallery for the holiday, and only the aunt went back alone.

At noon, I had a lively meal.

Hulin took Satoshi and his younger siblings to play games together.

In the afternoon, the gallery was busier than in the morning, after all, Li Fu and Han Youhui were both businessmen, and they had their own set of methods for entertaining painters, and they had brought several painters to pay for paintings in a row.

In just one day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the calligraphy and paintings in the gallery seemed to be sold out, and they were able to relax.

Qingsong sent the festive gifts to Tanglin Village, and it was the right time to rush back.

Fang Xinrong thought that there was a lantern festival at the north gate tonight, and she and Sister Yan said that they would go to see the lantern festival with Brother Shi in the evening, and they would not go to the private school, and Qingsong and Xiaoyu also went together.

Wei Ting and the Liu family lost Xinrong and Wen Jie to accompany them in the mansion, so they simply went to the private school with Su Xian's nephew for dinner.

Aunt Li's family didn't prepare anything, besides, she and Xiaoqing are not outsiders anymore, seeing that Youcong and Hulin and their children are also having fun, Li Fu and Han Youhui have no opinions, and the group plus Feng Zicheng went to a private school for the festival.

During this period, Aunt Li hindered the presence of her son and daughter-in-law, once she faced Mr. Feng, she had to avoid suspicion, now that she is old, if she lets her son know that she still has that mind, wouldn't it...

Yan Qing understands Aunt Li's distress, after today's understanding of Brother Li, he found that Brother Li is modest and polite, and always feels that he has not done his filial piety, and he has repeatedly thanked her and her husband for their filial piety to Aunt Li.

She persuaded Aunt Li to relax, and the days will be long. What's more, Brother Li will return to Pingyang tomorrow, and this matter can be put aside for the time being, and it will not be too late to wait until the end of the year.

Aunt Li listened to the persuasion, and she no longer embarrassed herself.

After dinner, Wei Ting and the Liu family went back to the house first.

Because Brother Li's family returned to Lan'an, and Su Jin and Yan Qing rented their house, in the afternoon, Su Jin asked people to replace the single bed in Confucius's room with a double bed.

Aunt Li and Brother Li's family had just left for a while, and tonight Su Jin and Yan Qing lived in the private school, and Feng Zicheng also said goodbye and went back.

The moonlight in the night sky was exceptionally bright and bright.

Yan Qing set up moon cakes and fruits to eat in the yard and called the children out to admire the moon.

A group of children sat around Su Jin and Yan Qing, Ji Li ate moon cakes while admiring the empty moon, these two days he saw Su Fuzi and his wife painted a lot of portraits of Sister Chang'e, he took a bite of the moon cakes, and asked Su Jin ignorantly: "Master, is there really Chang'e in the sky?"

"This..."Su Jin and Yan Qing glanced at each other, and didn't know how to answer for a while, if he said the truth, how could there be Chang'e in the sky.

Yan Qing understood what his husband meant, smiled back and said: "Sister Chang'e is equivalent to a kind of faith, if you feel that there is one in your heart, then there is." If you feel that there is nothing in your heart, then there is nothing."

"Oh!" Ji Li nodded in understanding and said, "It turns out that Sister Chang'e is in my heart"

"That's right!" Yan Qing said with a smile: "Sister Chang'e is not only in Ji Li's heart, but also Ji Li is also a person of faith."

Su Jin smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Then we are all people of faith!" said Hulin and Xingyun in unison, causing their younger siblings to rush to say.

"Good, good... Na... Why don't we play a game?" Yan Qing saw that the children were in high spirits, and when she heard her say to play games, they all looked at her expectantly.

She smiled and continued: "Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the night of the full moon, so how about we each say a poem with the word "moon"?"

"Okay, okay!" Hulin was very interested in the verses, and he said happily: "Then I'll say first, huh?