Jiujiu stood in front of the table, a little restrained, and embarrassedly took out the post from his sleeve and handed it to Gu Hongcheng.

whispered: "Little uncle, the day after tomorrow is my birthday, do you want to come?" ”

After speaking, he smiled sweetly.

Gu Chenghong stretched out his slender fingers to take the post, and his tone was unconsciously gentle: "Oh? You were born on the ninth day of the ninth month, so sit down. ”

"Yes." The wine wants to take off his clothes.

Gu Chenghong saw a faint opening: "Don't take it off, I'm not warmer here than you are, be careful of catching a cold." ”

After speaking, he looked at Abu again: "I'm going to the stove to come in." ”

"Yes." Abu Ying turned around and left, thinking that this master was still so attentive and caring.

"Okay." Jiujiu also nodded and sat down obediently. "My mother also said that I had a relationship with Jiu, so I called for wine and wine, and took the homonym."

"Well, it's fate." Gu Chenghong opened the post and saw the delicate and regular Xiaokai on it, and it seemed that there was still some ink fragrance when he smelled it carefully, and he could think that the little girl was writing a post in front of the table seriously.

There is also a faint scent of osmanthus flowers, which may be dyed with the fragrance of the little girl's clothes, and it seems that her clothes are washed with osmanthus pancreas.

He felt like he was thinking a little too much.

Jiujiu looked at Gu Hongcheng a little nervously, not knowing if he would agree.

Gu Chenghong felt the little girl's gaze, he knew that she was looking forward to him going, but it was really inconvenient for him to go to the Red Mansion.

She put down the post and met the little girl's expectant gaze, feeling a little unable to open her mouth.

He still said lightly: "I can't go." ”

"Oh."

Seeing the little girl opposite, her eyes suddenly became dim from expectation, her eyes were red, and she had a lost expression on her face.

He almost blurted out, "Okay." ”

But he still held back, and now he can't afford to make a mistake. What's more, red heather may not welcome him.

"It's not that I don't want to go, but I'm not suitable as a monk after all, and there must be other playmates of yours, I'm also considered an elder, and it's not suitable, I'm still a vegetarian, it will affect your birthday, but I will prepare a gift for you."

Gu Chenghong couldn't have imagined that one day he would be so patient to explain so much to others.

But he didn't want to see the little girl sitting across from him unhappy. Think of it as your love for your juniors.

"Eun, it's the wine that I haven't thought through." After listening to Gu Chenghong's settlement, she also knew that she was not thoughtful enough, what her uncle said was reasonable, and she hadn't told her father and mother yet.

I subconsciously wanted to share my joy with my uncle, so I wanted to celebrate my birthday with my uncle.

This year was also different for her, meeting new playmates and meeting her little uncle.

She was still very happy to hear that there would be a gift, she put away the loss on her face, and smiled sweetly at Gu Hongcheng.

Gu Chenghong saw that the little girl's eyes were a little red, I don't know if it was because the room was not warm enough and her nose was a little red, like a little rabbit.

The smile is a little coquettish, and people can't help but feel pity.

"It's not your problem, it's my uncle's problem." There was a hint of tenderness in Gu Hongcheng's tone.

Jiujiu smiled and shook his head: "Little uncle, don't forget to promise me a gift." ”

"Yes, it won't." Gu Chenghong got up and touched her head, with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

Jiujiu actually doesn't like everyone to touch her head, her father and uncle love to touch her head, she is afraid that she will not grow tall.

Abu had already walked in with the stove in his hand.

He set the stove in place, and in a moment the two stoves became warmer in the room.

"Take off your cloak." Gu Chenghong spoke.

"Okay." Jiujiu took off his cloak and handed it to the green basket on the side.

She pursed her lips again and sat down again.

Gu Chenghong stretched out his slender and white fingers and touched the kettle on the table.

Frowning slightly, he got up and lifted the kettle and put it on the burning torch on the side.

After a while, the kettle squeaked, and Gu Chenghong picked up the kettle and poured a cup of hot water into the cup and pushed it in front of the wine.

Jiujiu sat there like a porcelain doll, looking at Gu Chenghong opposite and boiling water for him to drink.

However, his actions of boiling and pouring water looked elegant and relaxed.

"Drink some hot water." Gu Chenghong spoke lightly.

Jiujiu came back to his senses and nodded: "Okay." ”

She picked up the teacup with both hands and brought it to her mouth to drink, and Gu Chenghong's cold and nice voice sounded: "Slow down, be careful of burning." ”

"Hmm." The wine paused for a moment, blew the water in the cup, and drank it in small sips.

Gu Chenghong also poured himself a glass, picked it up and took a sip.

Jiujiu felt that watching her uncle drink water was like looking at a beautiful painting, no matter what she did, she was calm and elegant, and she remembered it like a beautiful picture.

Gu Chenghong put down the teacup and glanced at the wine, of course he knew that the little girl was in a daze again.

Jiujiu was so busy that he turned his head to look out the window embarrassedly.

A gust of wind blew, and the osmanthus flowers in the yard fell down, which was exceptionally beautiful.

Jiujiu suddenly thought that he could make osmanthus cakes to eat, although osmanthus flowers have been blooming for a while, and magnolia has made osmanthus cakes several times.

But looking at Abu, he shouldn't go to the vegetable osmanthus to make osmanthus cakes, and the osmanthus cakes are vegetarian, and the little uncle can also eat them, so he can pick them back and let the magnolia make osmanthus cakes for the little uncle to eat.

Thinking about it, the corners of her mouth curled and laughed unconsciously.

Gu Chenghong looked at the little girl opposite and looked out the window, her white and delicate side face, she didn't know what happy things she thought of, her eyes and the corners of her mouth were full of smiles.

Jiujiu turned his head happily when he thought about it, and just met Gu Chenghong's inquiring gaze.

Gu Chenghong didn't expect her to suddenly turn her head and feel a little uncomfortable.

Jiujiu didn't notice it, and she said a little excitedly: "Little uncle, the osmanthus flowers in your yard are blooming so well, can we make osmanthus cakes?" ”

"Huh?" Gu Chenghong didn't react for a while, but he didn't expect the little girl to smile when she looked at the osmanthus outside the window and could turn into an osmanthus cake.

"Do you like to eat osmanthus cakes?" Gu Chenghong asked.

"I like it, the osmanthus cake made by Magnolia this year is delicious." Liquor smiled happily.

"Oh, the osmanthus cake is really delicious." Gu Chenghong spoke lightly, making it impossible to see his joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

Jiujiu then said happily: "And the osmanthus cake is vegetarian, I can pick it and bring it back, and I will send it to my uncle tomorrow." ”

Gu Chenghong thought about it, he hadn't eaten osmanthus cakes for many years, and his mother used to make osmanthus cakes every autumn, and the taste was really nostalgic.

Jiujiu saw that Gu Chenghong seemed to be thinking something, although his eyes were looking at herself, she felt that he was not looking at herself, but recalling something.

"Okay, let's make osmanthus cakes." Gu Chenghong spoke seriously.

Jiujiu smiled happily when she heard this, and she said sweetly: "Really, great, I went out with the green basket to pick osmanthus flowers." ”

As he spoke, he was about to get up, and the green basket on the side was also a little confused, thinking that he had eaten osmanthus cakes several times this autumn, and Miss hadn't eaten enough.

"Slow down, not in a hurry." Gu Chenghong looked at the green basket beside her again: "Bring your young lady's hand stove." ”

The green basket hurriedly handed it over, Gu Chenghong took it, and replaced it with a new charcoal fire in the stove. Abu stepped forward to help, and he waved his hand.

Jiujiu got up and put on his cloak, and Gu Chenghong also handed the small hand stove with charcoal to Jiujiu's hand. "That's fine, let's go." As he spoke, he helped Jiujiu tie his cloak a little tighter.

Jiujiu felt warm in her hands when she held the pumpkin stove, and she didn't feel cold at that time, but she felt warm in her heart like her uncle.

In this way, the four of them walked into the yard, Gu Chenghong's yard has many trees, peach trees, osmanthus trees, maple trees, etc., with different colors in different seasons.

The wine happily ran under the tree, the breeze blew, and the osmanthus flowers would fall flutteringly.

She stretched out a hand, and then the falling petals turned around and looked at Gu Chenghong with a smile in her eyebrows: "Little uncle, isn't it beautiful." ”

With a childish and soft voice, a small man in a red cloak stood there, with two beaded flowers of red agate stone on his head. A white and flawless face, bright and bright eyes like a fawn, a small and delicate nose, and two cute little pear vortices around the mouth.

Gu Chenghong felt that it was also a beautiful scenery under the tree like this, and he felt the vitality of the little girl and the innocence and cuteness unique to her age.

It was like something he didn't have.

Abu and Lu Luo stood behind and watched this scene, looking at Gu Chenghong's independent and slender back, as well as the smiling and expectant appearance of Jiujiu.

It feels like people from two worlds, but they look at each other.

"Uncle?" The wine blows lightly, blowing off the petals on the hand.

Gu Chenghong came back to his senses, and the little girl had already run to him.

With tenderness in his eyes, he said, "Yes." It's beautiful. ”

He looked back at Abu and the others: "Go and get some osmanthus flowers." ”

"Yes." The two replied respectfully, and walked under the tree with the cloth bag that had been prepared long ago.

"Little uncle, I'm going too." Jiujiu said and stuffed the small hand stove into Gu Chenghong's hand, she noticed that the little uncle was wearing less and no cloak, and it must be a little cold.

Without waiting for Gu Chenghong to open his mouth, he ran under the tree again.

Abu climbed up the tree and shook the osmanthus flowers on the branches, and the green basket took the cloth bag underneath.

The wine watched the osmanthus flowers fall in patches, like snow.

She saw that she had nothing in her hand to catch the osmanthus flowers, so she lifted her outer skirt and ran to the side of the green basket, carrying the scattered osmanthus flowers.

Gu Chenghong held a warm small hand stove in his hand, and looked at the behavior of the wine, feeling a little helpless for a while.

But the people under the tree were having fun.

Abu is also a fast man, and the osmanthus flowers fall like goose feathers and snow, but like a rain of flowers.

The fragrance of osmanthus flowers spreads strongly.

The wine and wine ran happily under the tree to catch the osmanthus flowers, and the green basket was also very happy and smiling happily.

Cheerful laughter kept coming, and Gu Chenghong stood aside and watched silently.

After a while, I received enough of it, and I got tired of running away from wine.

"Come here, that's enough." Gu Chenghong beckoned to Jiujiu.

Jiujiu happily trotted over: "Little uncle, look." ”

"Well, I saw it, but next time it's not allowed to be like this, my daughter's family can't lift the skirt at will." Gu Chenghong nodded and looked at the green basket behind him.

The green basket hurriedly stepped forward and put the osmanthus in the wine skirt into the bag, and arranged the wine skirt.

"Uh-huh, got it." After hearing this, Jiujiu also realized that she was a little crazy just now, and she lowered her head a little embarrassed and stuck out her tongue.

"Let's go, go inside and wash our hands." Gu Chenghong touched the head of the wine.

"Hmm." The wine obediently followed.

When Abu climbed down from under the tree and found that everyone had entered the house, he sighed and followed.