If it is really a courtesy, this account must be uneven.

Huo Yixiao didn't hear it, picked up his teacup, took another sip, and then reached out and took a piece of tin foil.

A thin one, boxy.

Huo Yixiao looked through it while watching Wen Yan's movements.

The slender fingers are flexible, and Wen Yan is not folding quickly, but he is very careful, one after another.

Huo Yixiao watched her fold two carefully, and only memorized a few steps, and as soon as he got started, he got stuck.

"How do you fold?" Huo Yixiao asked.

Wen Yan stopped, followed the steps, and broke it down to show Huo Yixiao.

Step by step, it is easy to learn like this.

Huo Yixiao folded two by himself, and gradually became proficient, his hands did not stop, and he could still talk to Wen Yan for a while with distraction: "In your dream, have I folded this?" ”

Wen Yan raised his eyes and looked over.

Huo Yixiao's gaze was not on her, but at his own hand and the ingots in his hand seriously.

His fingertips exerted force, and Wen Yan could even sense that Huo Yixiao was a little cautious.

Wen Yan bent his eyes.

Huo Yixiao always said that he didn't believe it, but in fact, he cared a lot about the dreams she told.

If not, ask what this does.

"Fold," Wen Yan said, "Every year when I fold ingots, only Xiao Ye is empty, and they will fold together." At first, I didn't know where to start, but after I told you, you learned. Xiao Ye mentioned to me that you have almost never folded ingots before, that is, folding, and it is also the kind that has been folded by more than half, as long as the last push and pull, you can stand up. ”

Huo Yixiao replied in a low voice.

The more he talked, the more Huo Yixiao could feel the reality of that dream.

Regardless of the big things, these small things are the real chapter.

The details related to folding ingots can be said by Wen Yan, but in fact, Concubine Huo doesn't know that much.

As Wen Yan said, Huo Yixiao almost never folded.

When he was in the Huo family, every year when it was time to burn ingots, no one up and down would ask him to sit down and fold them together.

When he was a child, he never doubted his life experience, but the brothers were all leather monkeys, and none of them could calm down, at most a quarter of an hour, Huo Yixuan took the lead and ran away.

The elders didn't rush either, and let them go to the wilderness.

The Huo family has a lot of hands, and there is no shortage of a few naughty little kids.

When he entered the palace, Huo Yixiao gradually pondered the taste.

He just remembered it in the Huo family, his father, the king of a country, the head of the Huo family, who really dared to let him fold hundreds of thousands of ingots to his titular parents?

Therefore, he never asks or urges, and once Xuan Zai runs away, let him run with him.

will even deliberately create opportunities for Xuan Zai to lead his younger brothers to play.

In this way, Huo Yixiao has only folded so many in the years he has been in the Huo family, and they are all convenient for young children to do it, they have already folded half, and they only need the last step.

In recent years, every Qingming and Zhongyuan, Huo Yixuan and a few of them naturally can't be the same as when they were young, and they all have to honestly fold ingots.

And Huo Yixiao will avoid it, not that he is unwilling to move this hand, but that it is inconvenient for each other.

He didn't want to embarrass the Huo family in this matter.

As for Huo Yixiao's biological mother who died early, he didn't even have the qualifications to kowtow to his biological mother......

Huo Yixiao straightened the ingots in his hand and asked, "Who did I fold it to at that time?" ”

"Give it to my parents and grandfather." Wen Yan said.

Huo Yixiao was stunned for a moment, and then laughed at himself again: "My half is pretty good." ”

He knows himself best, and what he wants is to worship his biological mother openly, not to quietly burn some paper money for her.

He didn't fold it to his biological mother, which is the same as Wen Yan said, he was unwilling to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors in the end, which is right.

Wen Yan heard the mockery in Huo Yixiao's words, and understood what he was thinking, pursed his lips, and did not say something funny with the word "half-son", but said something related to burning paper money in his memory.

"One year, I folded a full basin, and before I could put it in my bag, Ebony accidentally slipped her foot and fell into the basin from the eaves."

Ebony'er was in a vigorous posture, and there were few times when he didn't stand firm, but that day was such a coincidence, he failed to pounce on the sparrow, and fell down directly, just falling into the pile of ingots.

At this height, there is a hill-like ingots piled up, and it is impossible for Ebony to be injured, but it can't be alive either.

The black fur was covered with silver tin foil, and from the tail to the face, no one escaped.

Where can Ebony stand this, the whole cat is fried.

Licking must not be licking, Ebony jumped up and down, the old lady quickly gave it a basin of water, and it immediately jumped in.

"It's not easy to wash," Wen Yan remembered the scene at that time, and couldn't help laughing, "It's all glued together, and in the end, I and the old lady picked it for it little by little, and then we picked it quickly." ”

Rao is Huo Yixiao was not very interested, and after listening to this paragraph, his mood relaxed a little.

He raised his eyes to the black cat nesting on top of the Bogu shelf, and said, "You still have such a stupid time?" ”

Ebony didn't reach the end, and the hair stood up.

It meowed.

Wen Yan's dream is stupid to hear, how can he believe it?

But it just screamed, and didn't pounce on Huo Yixiao to give a claw.

In case, I really stumbled and rolled into the ingots pile......

It is true that with its skills, it is impossible for such an accident to happen, but Huo Yixiao's hands are also stained with the end, and after fighting with him, the end has to be wiped on its hair for a few rounds.

Ebony didn't want to touch that, it turned its head, its head towards the wall, out of sight, only hanging down with its tail, snapping and flicking, expressing its dissatisfaction.

Huo Yixiao glanced at the wagging tail and asked Wen Yan, "What else?" ”

For more than half an hour, Huo Yixiao listened to Wen Yan while folding.

After folding the tin foil on the table, he washed his hands and went out of the West Cross Courtyard.

The stars in the sky are very faint, and only the Big Dipper can see some traces.

Huo Yixiao glanced at it twice, and it was a thought in his heart.

Previously, Huo Yixiao hoped that the dream was fake, if every day and night was what he saw and experienced in his dream, for Wen Yan, the ups and downs were true, and the five flavors were tasted once.

But just now, he consciously asked Wen Yan about some small things, those details are really not like a dream.

Is what Wen Yan tells about really a dream?

What kind of dream is it, you can dream for thirteen years?

In the dream, not only his Huo Yixiao's actions were in line with his temperament, but even the existence of Ebony and others was so real.

Wen Yan also mentioned a lot before, Concubine Huo, Empress Yu, Feng Jieyu, and the brothers of the Zhu family......

Those images are too vivid and fitting.

It's as if she has gone through the long thirteen years step by step, every day and every night.