Yang Shuo pushed open the door and looked at the somewhat humble room. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Indeed, in Yang Shuo's memory, such a room was very simple. A well-behaved wooden bed, without complicated carvings. A boxy desk, not filled with a variety of rich books. A window facing the backyard, but unfortunately for safety, there are iron bars.

However, such a simple room is full of the little girl's meticulous decoration.

The quilt on the bed is neatly folded, and where the mosquito net hangs, there is a smiley doll on each side. When you look at it, you think it's a well-behaved and cute girl's bed. The desk was clean, only a few pieces of drawing paper, and the rare books were wrapped in newspaper. The curtains by the window are the most beautiful places, with a pink and purple base, and orchids in various postures on the top, and when the wind blows, the orchids seem to sway with the wind...... It looks very vivid......

Yang Shuo's eyes were immediately attracted by the orchids on the curtains, and he involuntarily approached to take a closer look, and as soon as he touched it, he found that something was wrong, it turned out that these orchids were not originally printed and dyed on the curtain cloth, but were sewn later. Although Yang Shuo doesn't know embroidery, he has seen more sewing by Aunt Yang, and he also understands a little. These orchids are really vivid, and they are highly skilled at a glance, could it be that this is the very satisfactory work mentioned by Aunt Yang a few days ago?

In a few orchids that were open, budding, stretching out, or bowing their heads, Yang Shuo really found a familiar group case in the upper left corner of the curtain - it was the orchid picture on the bookmark.

Miao Miao rushed forward immediately after Yang Shuo entered the room, and Miao Miao was a little embarrassed when she saw Yang Shuo's eyes sweeping over the bed and desk. Especially smiling at the doll on the mosquito net. In fact, there were a few patterns at the beginning. Miao Miao herself fell in love with the beauty Basho, and she felt that the scene of the rain hitting the plantain was really freehand. Hang on the mosquito net, look at it every day, and remind yourself every day to move towards the poetic realm, which will definitely improve your life style.

It's a pity that Miao Miao's mother feels bad, and she always feels that the wind and rain are blowing, and she is a little unlucky. The little girl is still bouncing well, but don't be full, you have to be sentimental. It just so happened that Xiaolu grabbed the smiling face and stuffed it into her sister's hand, so Miao Miao's mother voted for Xiaolu as a matter of course. Dad Ding didn't have any opinion on these patterns. But listening to Miao Miao's mother's opinion, in line with what his wife said makes sense, and what his wife said is a good husband in the new era to obey, Ding's father also thinks that the smiling face doll is pleasing.

So, with the huge advantage of three to one, the artistic conception or something is gone, and happiness is the king. The painting style of Miao Miao's room has become a literary and artistic style.

However, Miao Miao's literary and artistic atmosphere has still been brought into play, which is reflected in the curtains that took 2 and a half months to complete. Seeing Yang Shuo staring intently at the curtains to admire, Miao Miao also felt beautiful, her face was not red, her head was raised high, her hand rested on her brother's cradle, and she looked at Yang Shuo inadvertently from the corner of her eyes.

When she saw Yang Shuo's gaze on the bookmark orchid, Miao Miao was stunned and took the initiative to explain: "Brother Yang Shuo, are you familiar with this orchid?" ”

Yang Shuo nodded, although he was much more familiar with Miao Miao now, Yang Shuo did not change his problem of not talking much, but responded much more happily.

"That's what I painted," Miao Miao's love for orchids grew day by day through long-term orchid tracing, "I like orchids more and more now, you see these orchids, they are all patterns that my brother and I draw every day!" ”

Miao Miao said, walked over, touched an extraordinarily chubby orchid under the curtain, and smiled. This is obviously the handiwork of my younger brother. Compared with the orchids painted every day, the appearance is really cute and cute, and of course it is more interesting.

Yang Shuo looked at the place where Miao Miao was holding it, and found that these plants really looked relatively immature, and they were the result of a small brother like him. Originally, because of his height, Yang Shuo ignored the pattern below, but now he sees it. "You painted it yourself!"

Miao Miao nodded unceremoniously, "Yes, we drew it ourselves, and we chose a few better pictures, and my mother and Aunt Yang embroidered them together." Yang Shuo thought that Aunt Yang only appeared for dinner for a while, and put down the dishes and chopsticks and hurried to Yang's house, and he understood a little.

It is true that Miao Miao said that these pictures were drawn by herself, but Miao Miao's paintings were also created by herself with a slight change from old books. Because I know the mystery and power of old books. Miao Miao begged her father to bring a lock when he went to the city and locked the old books inside.

In order to buy a lock, Miao Miao has put in a lot of effort. Every day when I saw my father, I began to nag and play scoundrels, "I want to lock, I want to lock". While following my mother as a qualified little follower. Help with laundry, dishes, sweeping and watering. Then seize the opportunity and begin to hint to her mother that although she is small, she must also have privacy, and educated people can pay attention to the protection of children's privacy.

The arrogant mother finally patted Miao Miao's forehead, feeling that as a cultural person, she had to be more advanced than ordinary people. Ding's father doesn't understand such an estimate. So he took the lead in agreeing to Miao Miao's request. In this case, Ding's father could only compromise and bring a lock to his daughter when he went to the city.

But Miao Miao was really happy and excited, kissing her father's cheek with her dancing hands, took the lock back to the room, sorted out an empty drawer, and solemnly put the mysterious old book in it......

Since discovering the mystery of orchids, Miao Miao has not dared to fall asleep. I'm afraid that something will go wrong and I will lose the book. You'll finally be able to get a good night's sleep......

Similarly, Miao Miao can relax in front of the path and draw the orchids on the old picture, but she hides it tightly outside. The paintings placed outside are even more integrated with their own emotions, so that some of the leaves of the orchid are more curved than before, some are more bright green than before, and some are ...... Every day, Xiaolu also holds the fat version of the orchid of Xiaolu every time, and with the soft and small hands of the three-year-old, he coincidentally draws the orchid a little thinner......

This time I made curtains, I was originally pulling the cloth to cut the size, and I hung it directly, but Miao Miao should have begged her mother to help embroidery. Hiding the secret in her heart, Miao Miao's newly completed orchid is no longer recognizable from the old book, but it is still very beautiful.

Miao Miao's mother was originally not happy to trouble, but after reading the drawings and comparing them, she muttered that although it was troublesome to embroider, it was indeed much more beautiful. After that, I embroidered it seriously, some patterns, Miao Miao's mother couldn't embroider it, so I consulted Aunt Yang, Aunt Yang in line with the kindness of helping the neighbors, when she saw the pattern, it was like a treasure. Every day, I take the initiative to help, and I am anxious to see the final product.

It took 2 and a half months to complete it!

Seeing Yang Shuo's heart attracted by the orchid picture, he obviously liked it very much. Miao Miao was a little hesitant, thinking about the more energetic orchids in most of her old books, and had some impulses to share, but in the end she still held back.

Because my younger brother Xiaolu slept soundly. Miao Miao and Yang Shuo quieted down after chatting a few words......

After a while, Miao Miao was about to bring up a topic and break the awkward atmosphere surrounding the two. Suddenly, a baby's cry came from next door!

Ah, it's my sister who was born!