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Xi Yu carried the stoneware wine jar that was out of place with the surrounding settings, and sat against the window. Outside the window, the tender yellow spring flowers are patchy, correcting mistakes, and you can't see the edge at a glance. This kind of scene, in the past tens of thousands of years, is the most familiar and common place in the entire Chexi Palace.

The day is moving in the middle, the sky is in full bloom, the fragrance of peach blossoms slowly spreads in the main hall, and the fragrance of wine makes the scenery that you are used to suddenly become dull.

He lifted his hand with the wine jar and poured it all into his mouth. The yellowed broth slid down the chin in two strands, little by little, and soaked into the placket.

Wine can relieve worries and forget sorrows, and can add a lot of flavor. Xi Yu put down the wine jar, his finger crossed the ring, and a huge silver mirror appeared out of thin air, hanging on the wall. The fiery red glow was flicked into the mirror, and in the mortal world, the courtyard of a family slowly emerged.

Si Ming's retracer is really interesting.

The blurry peach blossom pupils are full of peach blossoms with wrong branches, and the corners of the mouth only hook up a shallow smile, which is enough to make the flowers outside the hall lose their color. It's a pity that no one is fortunate enough to see such a peerless demeanor.

After Yan Xiaoqi accepted that he had become a milk doll, he tried hard to convince himself and began his life as a stupid and sleeping baby.

It has begun to winter, and there is not much farm work to do in the crops, so Zhao Dazhuang went to the city to find odd jobs after taking care of his daughter-in-law after she was confined.

Zhao Niangzi is an expert in managing the family, even if Zhao Dazhuang goes to the city to find work, she is alone at home with four children, and she can still take care of the house in an orderly manner.

The time is approaching the end of the year, Yan Xiaoqixin's body has grown to three or four months, and she has more time to be awake every day, and her mind begins to liven.

Crossing hey, this kind of pie-in-the-sky thing can hit her head, she doesn't show her strength much, I'm really sorry for God's love.

When she was sober, she was thinking about what she could do, but she didn't find any clue after thinking about it for a long time, in her previous life, not to mention being a female man for more than 20 years, even her boyfriend had never talked about such a miserable thing.

Her work back then was an organ that everyone envied, but she had to start from miscellaneous work with little qualifications, and she sorted out documents every day, turned on the water, and fought the landlords for the whole people.

is neither full of poems, nor a scientific research talent, or she doesn't know the process of grinding tofu. It seems to be very difficult to mix with other crossing women, Yan Xiaoqi hugged his fleshy fingers and gnawed selflessly.

The day before the new year, An Niangzi came to visit the door with Yasuda, Yasuda and Yan Xiaoqi were born on the same day, because children generally have similar birthdays, in the past few months, Zhao Niangzi and An Niangzi have been very close.

"Look at this little appearance, he looks really handsome." As soon as An Niangzi came, she picked up Yan Xiaoqi, and she couldn't see enough.

Zhao Niangzi picked up Yasuda but also found that the child was only a few months old, his skin was as white as jade, and his big round eyes were very wide, and he was looking around, which was particularly aura.

"Your family is more handsome, it's really not like our country children." Zhao Niangzi looked at Xiao Yasutian, and then glanced at her three black and strong boys, if she wanted to say that she was not envious, it would definitely be a lie.

"Look, I like your sister, you like my sister, or let's get married, what's the matter?" An Niangzi turned her head to look at Zhao Niangzi, her eyes brightened.

Zhao Niangzi was moved by what she said, it is basically impossible to find another one in Qushui Village who is better than An Tian's appearance, and An Niangzi is also simple and kind, and will not bully her daughter-in-law.

However, thinking of the situation of the An family, Zhao Niangzi's mind was still half cold.

"Let's wait for the children to be older," Zhao Niangzi's fingers lightly scratched Yasuda's immature cheeks: "The children are older, if they want to be interesting to each other, we can't stop them." ”

An Niangzi just said it casually, and when she said this, she smiled. They are all Zhuang households, and they don't see what they look up and look down, and the days ahead are still long, so there is no need to rush this time.

It was the first time for Yan Xiaoqi to see Yasuda who was awake, and she always felt very familiar and cordial when she looked at those big round eyes, but she couldn't think of where she saw it.

This is Yan Xiaoqi's first New Year here, on the day of the New Year, Zhao Dazhuang came back from the city, brought a lot of New Year's goods, carried a small bag of flour, and cut two fingers wide and a piece of fat. Mrs. Zhao happily put it away and prepared to leave it for the two days of the New Year to make dumplings.

Yan Xiaoqi looked at the food on the family's table coldly, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that life was hard, and the little flame that wanted to show his strength disappeared in his heart, and he rushed up again.

After the New Year, the weather is getting warmer day by day, and before spring sowing, Zhao Niangzi is okay and walks around with Yan Xiaoqi in her arms, just so that others can praise her: Your sister is really handsome.

Yan Xiaoqi took advantage of this time to see the general situation in the village, but the more she looked at it, the cooler her heart became, there was no treasure mountain next to the village, and there was no small river where she could catch fish and shrimp, and in the novels she read in her previous life, she couldn't use any of the ways to make a fortune quickly!

How did she wear Hardmode without paying attention? The fleshy little hands couldn't help but pull the inch-long hair.

The day before the spring planting, Mrs. Zhao returned to her parents' house with a few children, her little brother and daughter-in-law just gave birth to a boy a few days ago, this is the first child of the little brother, how can she go back to see it as a sister.

It's just that this one can't be seen, are all Shengjun dolls popular now?

Although the newborn has not yet grown, and his face is a little black and yellow, the narrow eyeliner, the bridge of the nose, the thin lips, and the sharpened chin all talk about how outstanding he will be when he grows up.

Zhao Niangzi's eyes lingered on the newborn, such an outstanding appearance, and the child of her own brother, seemed to be more suitable for her younger sister than Yasuda's child.

Before Yan Xiaoqi grew up, Zhao Niangzi had already begun to worry about her future marriage.

Yan Xiaoqi listened to the words of the little lady, curious, turned over, and arched towards the newborn, as soon as she climbed to the newborn's side, she saw that the other party's originally closed eyes Huo Ran opened, and a fierce color flashed in her eyes, locking Yan Xiaoqi's round body straight, making her feel frightened for no reason.

Does the little kid have such an imposing look? Yan Xiaoqi sat next to the swaddling clothes, looking at it with good eyes, trying to confirm whether he was dazzled by mistake just now.

The newborn's eyelids rolled, as if laughing at her stupid behavior, Yan Xiaoqi just wanted to pinch him, when he heard a few pops, and a sour smell came from the swaddling clothes.

Sure enough, it's a little kid!

Yan Xiaoqi pinched his nose and arched to the side, not seeing that the little boy's face had turned black to the bottom of the pot.