"Grandma, the stars miss you too!"

Suddenly, the boy in Murong Mu's arms suddenly jumped out of his arms and ran straight towards Ouyang Ping. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing that his grandson still knew him, Ouyang Ping was drunk, and Baba reached out to hold him into his arms, "Baby, are you our little star?" If you don't speak, your grandmother won't recognize you! ”

"Grandma, don't you know who is who is me and the moon?" Murong Xing's question made Ouyang Ping very embarrassed, she didn't expect that the mistakes she had made before would still be remembered by her little star.

If he remembered anything else, Ouyang Ping would definitely praise him loudly for his good memory!

But I only remember the jokes she once made, and her whole person was not good, "Little star, grandma is not old and dizzy!" It's normal to mistake you and Little Moon once in a while! ”

"That's right, if the little star has a lot of forgiveness, forgive grandma!"

The crisp words made Ouyang Ping very moved, her little grandson is really filial!

In Murong Xing's heart, although he has forgiven his grandmother, he still has a few thoughts about her forgetfulness. After all, although he and his younger brother Moon look alike, one of them follows his mother's straight hair, and the other follows his father's natural curls.

In his heart, the people who can't be distinguished are either stupid or dazzled!

Grandma and old man, stupid or anything can't say, that can only mean that she is dazzled.

While Murong Xing and Ouyang Ping were talking, their eyes drifted to the ink from time to time, because it was really the first time he had found such a beautiful person, listening to his father, she was his third aunt.

"Third aunt, do you recognize the difference between the little star and the little moon?" The expectation on that face, seeing the ink involuntarily touched his head and made a smooth stroke.

"I can see it, little star, your hair is naturally curly, and the whole person looks like a large version of a doll!" As soon as the words of ink came out, Murong Mu, who was not far away, couldn't help twitching the corners of the child's father's mouth, what kind of daughter-in-law was his brother looking for? Can you speak?!

Ouyang Ping agreed with her statement, "Xiao Mo'er, you are right, our little star is good-looking, better than the Barbie doll in the shopping mall!" ”

At this time, another boy also ran over, hugged Ouyang Ping's thigh, and said, "Grandma, your words make me sad!" ”

"What do you mean? Little Moon. ”

Ouyang Ping's innocent face, the ink looked cola, and also asked: "Little moon, you look so cute when you are sad!" ”

"Third aunt, you used two words to describe the little star as good-looking, how do you describe me as cute? Am I really pitiful and unloved? ”

As soon as Murong Liang's question came out, the entire hall was instantly silent for a few seconds, and most of them burst out laughing.

Ink is more speechless, this little nephew is really "not amazing, endless"!

"Little Moon, who did you learn this from?"

Ink is really curious about the origin of this saying, you must know that this saying was popular in later generations, but today, in the 80s, some people said this, and Shui Mo had to doubt that there was the same encounter as her in this world - rebirth!

"Learn from my aunt! Those adults always like to say that Little Star and I are cute, and she directly says that the two of us are pitiful and no one loves us! Whining...... Third aunt, isn't my aunt very bad? ”

As he spoke, Murong Liang's tears flowed down in large chunks as if he didn't want money, and he admired the ink and wash when he saw it.

"Okay, the little moon and the little stars are good-looking, not cute at all!"

Originally, Murong Liang wouldn't cry when he spoke like this, but he didn't expect him to cry even louder, "Wow...... Mom, the third aunt said that I and Little Star are not cute, she is bad! ”

He is the one who speaks of people, and he is the one who speaks of ghosts!

Faced with such a headache situation, only then did he know how self-righteous Ouyang Ping's clever and cute little grandson was!

Ink can't help it, just pretend to find something in the clothes bag, and the other is to take out two fruit candies directly from the storage bag and hand them to the two little guys, "Okay, little moon, don't cry, the third aunt is not right, the third aunt will give you candy to eat, okay?" You can't cry anymore, if you cry again, the little star will have to cry too! ”

After receiving the sugar handed over by the ink, Murong Liang's face was like a Sichuan opera changing face, and his tears suddenly stopped and stopped.

"Okay, Xiaoyue will generously forgive the third aunt, who made you beautiful!"

While speaking, Murong Liang directly peeled off the fruit candy paper in his hand, divided it by two, and put the red candy into his mouth.

Murong Xing heard Murong Liang praise the ink painting, stood up directly, walked to the ink and followed, "Let's chirp", and kissed the little red lips on her face, "Xiao Yue is right, the third aunt is not only beautiful, but this face is also as tender as fruit flesh!" ”

Ink was stunned by the kiss, she was molested?!

Shui Mo touched the cheek that had been kissed by Murong Xing with his right hand, and found that there was still saliva dripping on it, so he immediately wiped the saliva with his hand, and then said: "Little star, little moon, the third aunt really likes you a little, you are really smart and clever!" ”

"But who is your aunt?" For this suspected reborn, Ink is still curious, she is now extremely glad that she has been reborn for so many years, she has never been out of line, even if there is a reborn, she should not be able to see that she is the same kind.

"My aunt is my mother's sister!" Murong Xing said as a matter of course.

Dongfang Chaoyang also looked proud when he heard Ink mention her lovely sister, "Brother and sister, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely introduce my sister to you every day, she is the same age as you, you two are really beautiful, you will definitely be able to talk together!" ”

Murong Liang looked disapproving, "Mom, haven't you heard of same-sex rejection?" I think that if my aunt wants to stand with the third aunt, she will definitely be jealous of the third aunt! ”

Dongfang Chaoyang didn't expect her son to speak like this, but she never refuted his question, "Good son, you are so smart, can you tell me why?" ”

"Because my third aunt married my third uncle! He is the most handsome and handsome man in our Murong family! Speaking of Murong Qing, Murong Liang directly held his head high, with a look of honor.

"Hahaha......" Ouyang Ping heard Murong Liang's words and agreed very much, "Good baby, you are really good at talking!" Isn't your third uncle just handsome! ”

Dongfang Chaoyang was helpless when she heard her son mention his third uncle, and she only found out that her little sister liked the third brother in the past few days.

However, could it be that her son also saw that Chaoxi liked Murong Qing?

Such a sister who likes Murong Qing, if she meets Shui Mo, she will really blush when she meets the enemy!

Thinking that Dongfang Chaoxi would come to the house in the afternoon, Dongfang Chaoyang had a headache, "Grandma, Dad, Mom, and the second uncle and second aunt, I'm a little tired, I have a headache, I want our yard to rest!" ”

"Ah Mu, your yard mother cleaned it a few days earlier! The quilt has also been exposed to the sun, and at this time, the floor heating is also hot, so it's time for you to go back and rest! Little star, little moon, do you want to go back to the yard with grandma? ”

When Xu Meixia heard that her daughter-in-law had a headache, she hurriedly urged Murong Mu to rest with her.

As for the two grandchildren, she was reluctant to let them go back to their parents, she hadn't seen the two eldest grandchildren for months, and she thought about it.

During the lunch break, the ink is used to read books, and because of her cultivation, she has always slept very well, and she has never made up for sleep at noon.

Dong Xiang was fascinated by reading ink and books, and hurriedly stepped forward to remind: "Third Young Lady, you are pregnant, you can't keep your eyes on books, otherwise your eyesight will not be good!" ”

Looking at the ink with a dissatisfied face, he suggested: "Or, Dongxiang will help you spread rice paper, and you can start painting directly!" Dong Xiang feels that the picture of the third young lady, you painting ink and danqing, it is very beautiful! ”

I don't know what adjectives to use to describe the charm of ink painting, every time I paint in ink, Dong Xiang always has a feeling of being in a paradise, and her whole body and mind are like having experienced a baptism.

Dongxiang didn't realize that because of her company, the impact on her entire life was far-reaching. Her lifespan was extended as a result.

When she paints in ink, she likes to use the spiritual power in her body, and uses this to turn the aura around her to paint, and the works she paints are particularly spiritual.

"Okay, there's nothing to do in the afternoon, I'll paint to pass the time!"

can't read books, ink can only choose the words of the listener Dong Xiang, if she stays idle, ink may go crazy in a few minutes!

The ink painting on the remnant bamboo outside the window is a picture of the remnant bamboo, the background is a piece of snowflakes, the remnant of the bamboo leaves have fallen off, the green bamboo body has also become white, as if old, withered. But the faint green at the bottom of the bamboo pole can make people see hope......

The ink painting is serious, and Dongxiang also looks at it seriously, and I don't know when a person came to the door, and neither of them found it.

After the painting was finished, before the ink could put down the pen, the applause of "pop ......" sounded, and then I looked up and found the person who came.

"Who are you?" Shui Mo frowned her willow eyebrows very unhappily at the sudden interruption.

"My name is Dongfang Chaoxi, your sister-in-law Dongfang Chaoyang's sister!"

The person who came was tall and fit, and she was the same type of beauty as Murong Xi, but Ink found the difference in her simple but deep eyes.

This woman is not easy to get along with!

"It's you!" Ink was still not happy about her uninvited, and after saying this, she continued to hang her head and clean up her new work.

"Ink painting, don't be busy collecting this painting, I'm very much of yours with this broken bamboo drawing, can you give it to me?"

Although Dongfang Chaoxi was willing to beseege, her proud expression betrayed her. She decided in her heart that Shui Mo would not reject her, after all, she was her sister-in-law, the sister of the future head of the Murong family!

"Can't! This painting is what I plan to use as a New Year's gift to Ah Qing! ”

Shui Mo refused, she knew her current identity, not only the daughter-in-law of the Murong family, but also an artist, the artist has such a straightforward personality like her, everyone will have no opinion! (To be continued.) )