However, although it is said to be cohabitation, it is actually just living in a large courtyard, and each room still has its own relatively private small home room. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Centered on the upper room where Qin's father and Qin Laoniang lived, except for Qin Lianfeng, who had not yet become an adult, the houses at the head of the other four houses were located in the southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest directions in order of eldest and youngest, but they were some distance from each other.

It is the same regulation as the upper room, and the house is bright and dark.

At first glance, it looks like a southern building regulation, but the somewhat fragmented buildings are located in a very different shape from the typical southern compact building model.

The pepper could barely guess the intention of Father Qin and Mrs. Qin, which should be for the sake of spreading the branches and leaves. Of course, it may also be because Father Qin and Lady Qin like to live in a spacious house.

But for whatever reason, such a house with both public space and privacy is just what Hua Jiao wants.

The layout of the pepper house is generally the same, the dill house is also a hall house, and the small half of the house behind it was originally a kitchen, just because each room does not need to open the fire to cook, so it is used as a warehouse.

On the east and west sides of the hall, there are also two rooms that serve as bedrooms.

Of the four rooms, the two south-facing rooms have large windows, while the north-facing back wall should not have been opened, so that ventilation can be ventilated, and one window is opened at the top of the wall.

Dill lives in the north-facing house on the east side, and the two little things of pepper and fragrant leaves tiptoe open the cotton curtain and poke their little heads to look in.

At just one glance, Hua Jiao suddenly realized that the eldest sister Dill, who has always been very generous and has always taken care of her younger siblings, has really become a big girl.

After all, the sisters lived in the same courtyard, and they didn't look up and looked down, except for sleeping at night, and they were always glued together. Especially the peppercorns are only three years old, and they were just able to walk by themselves not long ago, but they have never been to the dill house.

This is the first time in history.

Like peppercorns, the process may be different, but the result is the same, and the cloves also live with dill.

It is very different from the fennel and pepper bedroom, although there is no other household in the dill room except for the simple bed cabinet placed against the wall. But on the east wall, there is a set of four hanging screens, and on the standing cabinet next to the wall is a small dressing box, next to which is a large, slightly messy sewing basket.

Although there are only a few furnishings, the color of the hanging screen is so bright and bright, which makes the room suddenly have the liveliness and freshness of a girl.

The peppercorns looked at it at a glance.

Before Dill ran back to the house shyly, changed out of the satin jacket skirt and embroidered shoes that she had been a guest on, put away her purse and handkerchief, and changed into homely clothes, she sat on the edge of the bed and took a deep breath, the blush on her face faded slightly, and she heard the movement of the door and remembered.

When I looked sideways, I saw two little heads probing their heads, one with its eyes rolling and the other with wide eyes and not knowing what they were looking at. However, after a moment's work, the flush climbed up to the cheeks again.

was so angry and funny, he couldn't help but say coquettishly: "What are you doing hiding there, why don't you let me in quickly!" As he spoke, he hurried over and lifted the curtain and let two small things in.

He sat them on the edge of the bed one by one, and asked, "Why are you here?" Suddenly, I remembered the naughty accident of these two little things a few days ago, and I couldn't help but hurriedly asked, "Grandmother and aunt, do they know that you are coming?" Don't squat in the vegetable field and be silent like a few days ago, but the big guy is in a hurry. ”

Xiangye nodded again and again, and cautiously looked at Dill's face, as if wondering if Dill was still ashamed, and was hit on the door of her head with her red face and bent index finger, only to cover her head tightly with her two little hands, and said obediently with a small mouth: "Grandmother let us come!" Grandmother said that Jiaojiao and I have always exaggerated my sister's good looks, and the eldest sister was ashamed and asked us to coax the eldest sister. He put down his hands and pulled the sleeves of dill, and said with a flattering face: "Don't be ashamed, eldest sister, I won't praise you with Jiaojiao." ”

But dill is not bay leaves, and after a little thought, I understood my grandmother's intention of sending these two little things to me from the fairy tales of bay leaves, and my heart pounded again.

Hua Jiao laughed, moved his little butt to find a comfortable position for himself, and opened his eyes wide to look at the four hanging screens on the wall. After looking at the past one by one, I realized that the contents of these four hanging screens were cherry hummingbirds, loquat double birds, mulberry mountain birds, and pomegranate starlings.

It's all about ripe poultry.

It is also a small daily scene, simple and splendid, endlessly interesting, full of joy, health, cheerfulness and vigorous vitality.

Compared with the hanging screen of Shanglin Sipin in his father's mother's bedroom: Lu orange summer ripe, loquat burning persimmon, jujube bayberry, cherry grape, although the embroidery skills are not comparable, the color matching is so jumpy, and the layout is so vivid, but there is a unique vitality in it.

couldn't help but point to the hanging screen and praise loudly: "Sister, it's so beautiful!" ”

Dill was talking to bay leaves, when she heard this, her face became more and more red, and she turned her head to see the direction of the pepper and knew that the little thing was not praising herself, crying and laughing, and couldn't help but pull her little nose: "Little girl, she can coax people!" ”

rubbed the earlobe of the pepper and told her: "What is this, when you grow up and follow your mother to study hard, you will definitely embroider better than me in the future." ”

When the pepper heard it, he was silly and happy.

If Yao is the teacher of the little sisters in the family, then Luo is the female red master of the little girls in the family because of his outstanding needlework.

From dill to fennel, from pinching to cutting, it was all taught by Roche himself.

Although Xiangye is only six years old this year, under the help of the Shen family, he has slowly learned as early as last year. Only Lilac told her to pinch the needle as if she were sitting on needle felt. is obviously two years older than Xiangye, not only is the progress not as good as Xiangye, but the stitches are incomparable.

Huajiao knew in his heart that in two years at most, he should also learn to pinch the needle and divide the thread. For her, who has buttons nailed to four or six, I'm afraid that the pain is no less than that of the punishment.

But there are still two years, not to mention this for the time being, pepper breathed a sigh of relief, just about to speak, I saw the door curtain move slightly, and then there was no movement, pepper tilted his head, dill has already shouted and said: "Come in, when it comes to needlework, you have to run, you just have a little bit of interest?" ”

PS: Thank you for the peace charm of lemon not sour 55, thank you sisters for your support, yesterday's message blew up the little angel, thank you everyone~

Tell the sisters a news that I don't know if it's good or bad.,Yesterday afternoon, the editor announced that it would be on the shelves on September 1st.,I feel like my heart is gone.。 Old bookworms may know that the result can be predicted if it is not forcibly pushed on the shelves. But one night is enough for me to tidy up my mood, and the phobia on the shelves has also healed a little, and I am ready to drop the collection from now on, I guess I dare not look at it. But I still think that the sisters won't abandon me like this~ I won't go anywhere this weekend, so I'll put the code word at home~ As for the slow progress of the water that the sisters said, they will fight to the death after they are put on the shelves, so it should be faster~