Xu Rongrong stood at the door, Memorial Feng commanded, and four or five stevedores came in carrying a large wooden box, Xu Rongrong didn't see what it was, so he didn't ask anything. __ _ Yawen Bar _ =-'.

The people behind followed 6 to send in some fuel and other things for painting, Xu Rongrong looked straight at it, and finally understood it after a long time.

Memorial Feng is going to live with her, but who did Memorial Feng discuss with?

Xu Rongrong is very depressed, this is a master who is easy to please God and difficult to send God?

But who invited him?

When there were a lot of people, Xu Rongrong was not embarrassed to dismantle the stage, mainly because Xu Rongrong couldn't open it, so he didn't say anything, but when the people left, Xu Rongrong's face was not good-looking, and he stood at the door and asked Memorial Feng: "What are you doing here?" It's not a rag here, you get these things, and on a hot day, you throw a fire, and there's no place. ”

As soon as Xu Rongrong said this, Memorial Feng was stunned, and said for a long time: "These are my paintings, not rags." ”

"You think it's good, I don't see it, you can get it, there's no place here." After Xu Rongrong finished speaking, he looked back, Zhan Yiyang just walked out, looked at the things all over the ground, and asked Memorial Feng: "You got all these things here, you want to make wine here, the house you live in was originally a temporary one, you get these things now, there is no place to put the wine." ”

As soon as Zhan Yiyang said, Memorial Feng didn't speak for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he moved things into the house, Xu Rongrong could see it, where is Memorial Feng's brain is not good, it is obviously this piece of hob meat, you talk to him, it can't be steamed or cooked, this is a scoundrel.

Xu Rongrong was angry for a while, walked over and got Memorial Feng's things to the door, and told him to go outside, but Memorial Feng was not angry, and walked to the door and moved into the house again.

Usually can't see the work, Xu Rongrong is now knowledgeable, and he actually moved everything into the house by himself.

How old is Xu Rongrong, can he resist the commemorative maple?

"What do you say?" Xu Rongrong asked Zhan Yiyang, and Zhan Yiyang said, "It's all here, what can I do?" ”

Zhan Yiyang wanted to drive the commemorative maple out at first, but now it seems that he can't get out.

Turned around and Zhan Yiyang went back, sat for a while, Xu Rongrong sat down, and the two of them sat outside, also wanting to see what Memorial Feng could do. _ Yavin_8 ='-.'y'a=-e'n·8·. =ｃｏｍ

Not long after, Yunliang and his wife came with their children in their arms, and the weather was fine and they sat in the yard to bask in the sun.

Yun Liang also saw that the commemorative maple was coming, so he came out with the child in his arms to see the excitement.

"Are you going to stay?" Yun Liang couldn't ask this, it was Wu Lingxiu who asked, Wu Lingxiu asked while holding the child, Xu Rongrong said for a long time: "It seems that I feel that this child is not normal at first glance, my own children don't care, I focus on those paintings, art is so important, important children don't want it." ”

Xu Rongrong can't understand this matter at all, but if he doesn't understand it, he doesn't understand it, and there is no need to stop it, things are already like this, not to mention that if there was no intervention from their family in this matter at the beginning, maybe there would be no such thing, this is not accurate.

"I think this kid also has a bit of a problem, but I heard An Ran say that it wasn't like this before, that is, since Ji Fanyi passed away, could it have caused any psychological damage?" Wu Lingxiu felt that this matter was not easy to say, some people were indeed prone to leave a shadow in their hearts because of the death of their relatives, if that was the case, the behavior of Commemorative Feng would be explained. “

Xu Rongrong glanced at Wu Lingxiu's, and said for a long time: "You can also see it?" ”

The two women can be regarded as having something to say, and they both feel that there is something wrong with Memorial Feng's brain, and their son is not good at managing it, but they have made a bunch of paintings.

As for Yun Liang and Zhan Yiyang, the two of them treated this matter very calmly.

In the blink of an eye, from summer to autumn, Memorial Feng is like having no son, painting from morning to night, sometimes coming out of the house, going out in the morning, coming back at night, going out is painting, Xu Rongrong looks like a fool, originally wanted to teach a good lesson, but now I don't have any ideas, people are like fools, you say you compete with a fool, what's the point?

Let's talk about eating, Xu Rongrong agreed to call for dinner in the past, but after others finished eating, others didn't come yet, so they called again, or like that, and didn't come out to eat after a long time.

Later, Xu Rongrong got used to it, and put the cooked food in the insulated lunch box, just like going to the prison to deliver food, and casually asked one of the two children to send food to Memorial Feng. Yavin 8 '=-.=y-a=

Once Xiaowen came back from the past, his face turned pale with fright, Xu Rongrong asked, saying that he was painting, and the whole person was very embarrassed, and then Xu Rongrong went to deliver the meal by himself.

Xu Rongrong said to Zhan Yiyang, isn't this just a fool, he doesn't know anything except painting.

Zhan Yiyang didn't speak, Xu Rongrong later said to Zhan Yiyang, was he stimulated by anything, Memorial Feng, this kid used to be very good, but in fact, he was not like this.

Zhan Yiyang still didn't speak, and this topic ended here, and Xu Rongrong didn't say it again.

Time flies quickly, in a blink of an eye to autumn, in autumn, when Xu Rongrong was playing outside with his grandson, a leaf fell, and it happened to fall on his grandson's face, that is, the little one, the child grabbed and played, jumping around vigorously.

Xu Rongrong looked at the child, hugged the child, took away the leaves, and the child cried endlessly.

Xu Rongrong was a little anxious, he couldn't coax a child, and he didn't know how to feel distressed when he saw Wu Lingxiu for a while, but in fact, Wu Lingxiu didn't pay attention to this matter at all.

After coaxing for a long time, Xu Rongrong was a little anxious, she was sweating all over when she saw the child crying, and got up and dangled on the ground.

Xu Rongrong said to Zhan Yiyang: "You are here to take a look, what's wrong?" ”

Zhan Yiyang looked at the maple leaf in Xu Rongrong's hand and said, "The maple leaf is for him." ”

Xu Rongrong gave the maple leaf in his hand to his grandson, so he didn't cry, but leaned on Xu Rongrong's shoulder and became happy, playing with the leaves in his hand.

Xu Rongrong said: "It's autumn, and the leaves are yellow." ”

Xu Rongrong was relieved that the child didn't cry, and leaned aside to talk about it.

"Maple leaves, autumn maple leaves......" Zhan Yiyang didn't know what to say, Xu Rongrong looked at Zhan Yiyang, and Zhan Yiyang muttered: "Yunzi Feng." ”

Xu Rongrong was slightly stunned for a moment, and looked towards Zhan Yiyang, is this the name given to the child?

Zhan Yiyang looked at the leaves on the trees in the distance, and said for a long time, "That's it." ”

Yun Zifeng seemed to understand what his grandfather said, he opened his hand to Zhan Yiyang to hug him, Xu Rongrong gave the child to Zhan Yiyang, thinking in his heart, it has been so long before he thought of a name for the child, it is still a maple with a maple, Xu Rongrong thought that the commemorative maple is with a maple word, and his heart was uneasy, don't be like the commemorative maple when you grow up, it will be troublesome, crazy.

Yun Zifeng hugged Zhan Yiyang into his arms, turned around for a while, Zhan Yiyang looked at Yun Zifeng carefully, and smiled inadvertently: "It's really not like Yun Yiao." ”

Xu Rongrong frowned: "What nonsense? ”

"The mold of the wings." Zhan Yiyang was very determined, Xu Rongrong was shocked and embarrassed, and said that raising a son follows his maternal uncle, this is not false at all, his grandson is the kind of child who looks like an uncle, Xu Rongrong sighed, he still likes Yun Yiao's appearance, but unfortunately this child looks like an uncle, counting on his daughter to have another one, Xu Rongrong is still very entangled, whether to give birth to a daughter or a son, I think it is good, but how can I have such good luck to give birth to twins.

Yun Liang learned that his grandson already had a name, and he was also happy in his heart, he didn't expect that the child would get such a name, it was very good, it was appropriate for the situation, he was also willing, or he wouldn't have grabbed a leaf to play.

In order to celebrate, Yunliang specially held a table of banquets for the children, which was actually a meal for the family.

Zhan Tianyi and Han Fei'er also came over that afternoon, Zhan Tianning went back to the army again, and Memorial Eun was still so busy, these two people didn't have time, so they didn't invite them over.

Yun Liang felt that it was enough for him to pay attention to this matter, a child, and everyone could celebrate, just for a name, it was a bit too much.

After eating, everyone was talking about the name Zifeng, and the little guy was very happy to look at it, jumping up and down.

Xu Rongrong didn't feel anything, a child, what is called is not the same.

His grandson didn't choose a good name, and he didn't care so much.

Zhan Yiyang went back after eating, Zhan Tianyi followed, Xu Rongrong told Han Fei'er to be careful, with a big belly, and came to the countryside to join in the fun, Xu Rongrong felt that he shouldn't come.

That's because it's all here, so it's hard to say anything.

Xu Rongrong told Han Fei'er not to walk around, especially not to get too close to a few children, the main thing is Niuniu, Xu Rongrong pointed to Niuniu and said by name.

Niuniu pouted, squatting on the side and drawing circles on the ground with a small stick, she didn't like anyone anymore, she didn't like her uncle anymore, she didn't like her aunt anymore, she didn't like it anymore.

Grandma is the worst and doesn't let her aunt play with her.

When Niuniu was angry, Han Fei'er walked over and told Niuniu to get up, but Niuniu ignored people and squatted on the ground and didn't get up.

"If you don't get up, I'm leaving." Han Fei'er had the best way to coax the child, Niuniu held the small stick in her hand, looked up for a long time, and said, "Didn't I get up?" ”

"That's right, Niu Niu doesn't like me?" Han Fei'er asked, Niuniu shook her head, glanced at her grandmother, and thought, isn't that grandma not letting you play with me, you still talk about me.

Han Fei'er couldn't help but laugh: "You come with me, I brought you a gift." ”

"Really?" Niuniu still doesn't believe it, every time she brings a gift, she doesn't have to take it out first, why not this time?

Niu Niu followed to the front of the car, the door opened, and there were some gifts inside, but they were all crayons for drawing.

Niu Niu frowned, is she a child who doesn't like to draw, okay?

Han Fei'er bent down, took out all the crayons and stuff inside, put them on in a small plastic frame, pushed the car door shut, took some paper from the back, and taught Niu Niu, Niu Niu loves face, no matter what, it's a gift, or bring it back.

After I went back, I first showed off, and then I went to the house to paint, in fact, everyone has a share, but people don't like to show off so much.

Niuniu lay on the table to draw, the crayons drawn are what she likes, grandparents, parents, aunts, uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters or something, I can't finish painting for a day, and I sleep at night and hold the paintbrush.

Xu Rongrong also said: "Don't you like it, still painting like this, are you tired?" ”

Thinking of painting, Xu Rongrong glanced back at the other room, not knowing what the other two were doing, whether they were painting or not.

Xu Rongrong got up and took a look, the door was pushed open, the two children were asleep, and there was a painting on the table, and there were many people in the painting, but there were no of their parents.