"Wow...... Wow...... Wow......"

"Lord, the lady is born, she is a sister!"

This year, when the honeysuckle flowers bloomed, the eldest lady of the civil official Mu Mansion gave birth to a daughter, line three.

"Lady, my daughter's crying is tactful and endless, and the name needs to be suitable for the occasion." Mutjin smiled wryly. (She's so loud!) ）

Da Lang, Erlang nodded in agreement. (She's so disturbing!) ）

Just thinking about it, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a red coral on the flower seat, and Mrs. Mu said knowingly: "Yushu Qiongzhi, next to each other, let's call it Qiongqiong!" ”

This year's Lantern Festival, Mu Luqiong grew to 7 years old, because the family had just been transferred back to Kyoto, everything had not been prepared. In addition, Ah Mei Huiyao, who is less than four years old, is infected with the gas, asks a doctor, boils medicine, feeds, and teaches directly into a pot of porridge.

Thinking that there was nothing new in the house, her grandfather made a decision, and let Da Lang and Erlang lead her to see the lights of Chang'an at night.

Her aunt was not at ease, and personally stared at her to change into a long skirt with a curly grass pattern, a short yellow undergarment, and a grass-green shawl, and then there were two small golden hairpins, which added a lot of color to the oily and slippery double hanging buns.

Facing the golden and jade-like people, her aunt looked at her unconsciously. The skin and flesh are thick, the height is high, and the fat is rich. Inheriting her mutton-fat-like complexion, and attacking her grandfather's deep and bright eyes, she is already on top. Even if the eyebrows are lighter, it might as well be that they have to shave the painting after all. There is only one piece, and the tear mole in the corner of the eye also develops horizontally, I am afraid that it is ominous, and there are many frivolous people who refuse to hire for this! (Don't be a leftover girl)

"Auntie, can I go out with my brothers?" Qiong Qiong was impatient.

"Go ahead, don't be naughty, although the chaos of the Xiao family is good, don't eat it." Mrs. Mu said angrily.

Qiong responded indiscriminately, rode the same horse with her second brother, and after her eldest brother broke off, she walked away.

The street is full of liveliness, watching lanterns, guessing riddles, tug-of-war, games, brothers and sisters are tired of playing early, and they are even more depressed, and they don't know how to attack.

"Third sister, someone is playing with shooting in front, let's go play too?" Jiro was so excited that he stiffened his cheeks and puffed out a charming smile.

"That's a good idea!" Da Lang said in unison with her.

Seeing that the diviner who made the game was a crane-haired old man, his face was full of red light by virtue of his red clothes, and he stood under the guise of a root, and wrote: If you don't hit, take anything!

Nothing else, but a blue album next to his wine gourd is very exquisite, although the content is not visible, but the page outside is already intoxicating.

A monk in a silk robe, leaning on a large piece of crystal jade, is pouring water on a small green jade grass that emerges from a crack in the stone, and this grass is still hanging with red fruits the size of beans, which is not yet fascinating.

Lao Suo looked at Lu Qiong, nodded and smiled, and stroked his slender beard, "Little lady, guess the partition, or put things to identify?" ”

Joan: I'll put the object, you guess.

Suo: Ready, bring your own items!

Joan: Okay, if you guessed wrong, give me your blue album.

Sue: Okay, yes, leave the object!

After speaking, the diviner bowed slightly, and let the green-haired maid lead her into the illusion room, depending on what objects she liked to use. Suddenly, Lu Qiong walked in front of people with a red lacquer painted gold Fangsheng box.

"Night-mortars and smoke, Mao Ke'an, into the mud and snow, what are the clouds?" After finishing speaking, he said proudly: "Master, please!" ”

Lao Suo smiled: "The stone mortar is naturally to be pounded, and the focus is in hand; One must build on a firm foundation? This is a (扌 + skin) draped word; Snow is a white thing, as opposed to black mud, focusing on white space! So many boxes, Baba took this Fang Sheng's (the shape is made up of two diamond-shaped parts overlapped and connected), presumably this object is also a foldable towel fear, it must be a (white + towel) silk word! ”

As he spoke, he opened the lid, and sure enough, he guessed correctly.

"The little lady has conceded!" The old man brought the shawl and the box with a false gift.

A shawl is not worth anything, but Lu Qiong remembered the album directly, and her eldest brother saw it, so he said: "Master is a wise person, and her sister is not talented, and the class has an axe!" ”

Lao Sufu laughed again, "Don't want to praise me, this lady is a rich and noble person, just show her a page!" ”

After speaking, I really turned a page and looked at her, in the painting is a pair of beautiful people, who are from the cave room, and the man is holding a shawl and handing it to the woman. Take a closer look, isn't it the one you lost?

When he was about to inquire, Lao Suo had packed up his guys and was ready to leave, and he didn't forget to sing:

Shangyuan lights are sparkling, which can be a sea of people.

The yellow-haired dancing elephant hangs on the waist.

bluntly said that there is no time to hire, how can you know the taste?

Under the moon, flowers and candles are on the night, and the fate comes to tie the knot.

With the doubts in my heart, at any time, it is another year of spring breeze, Mu Kuiqiong is already in the prime of her life, waiting for the word boudoir.