Just after the fifth watch, Ju Yan carried his sword, walked to the open space of the courtyard, and began to practice his sword.

After a while, Fauber stepped out from behind the archway, carrying a large broom made of bamboo branches on one shoulder and a dustpan in the other.

Fauber placed the dustpan under the pillars and began to sweep the leaves in front of the porch.

Ju Yan pulled out a sword flower, turned around and shouted: "Fu Bo is early!" ”

Fu Bo smiled and bowed his head: "Eh, Xiao Yanzao!" ”

Sweep the fallen leaves on the ground and pile them into a small mound.

As usual, I saw Ju Yan practice swordsmanship.

The little boy's swordsmanship was just beginning, and the light was as cold as weaving, cutting the cold air of early spring into pieces, rolling up a small and dense wind.

"Xiaoyan, swordsmanship has grown again." Old Fubo said with a smile, his wrinkled face was folded with a smile, covered with traces of the vicissitudes of time.

Kind and gratifying:

“…… Much stronger than your father, and he's smart, just skin. When you're your age, you haven't even enlightened yourself. A few cockfighting lackeys with your Uncle An all day long, and go into the water to fish......"

Recalling the past, the old man's eyes were full of memories and emotion, full of soft smiles: "Those monkeys are making a fuss, in a blink of an eye...... The dolls are so big. ”

The old man bent down to collect the fallen leaves on the ground, but he was old and a little sluggish.

Ju Yan collected the sword, ran to help, put the green and yellow fallen leaves into the dustpan, and said:

"Fu Bo, please don't do the matter of sprinkling and sweeping the courtyard in the future, I will clean up by the way after I finish practicing the sword."

Fauber smiled: "I'm old, I can't sleep, and I don't have anything to do...... Okay, thank you, Xiaoyan. I'm going to fill a cigarette pouch for your grandfather, and he can't do without this when he wakes up. ”

The old man walked away trembling with a dustpan.

Ju Yan practiced the sword again, returned to his room to clean and change clothes, crossed two boulevards, crossed a stone path diagonally, and passed by a pavilion to go to the home school for morning class.

Li Hong, Li Jing, as well as Yang Sizhao and Han Xiaoman have all arrived, and they are chattering about yesterday's chess game.

Yesterday's chess game was initiated by Master Cen, two people in a group.

Ming Hui also wanted to participate, so Ju Yan took her with him.

Ju Yan's chess skills were taught by his grandfather, so naturally there will be no difference. Ming Hui also played very well, but she was too young to keep up with the speed of the older children, and finally lost to Li Hong and Li Jing's "fox duo team".

Ming Hui dragged Ju Yan down for himself, and he was a little sad.

My mother said disapprenously: "The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it." Your brother is too competitive to know how to hide it, so you're helping him. ”

Ming Hui was immediately happy when he heard it, and he was quite a bit of a self-proclaimed hero.

Ju Yan rolled his eyes and thought: Who is competitive? And this can't hide the clumsy problem, who is it like?

I heard that when my mother was young, she was so crazy that no one paid attention to her. The majestic town army Marquis Fang is said to have been told by her in person that her brain is not good.

It was himself, who followed his mother in the war and was chased and killed twice for three days, not only did he not feel miserable, but he felt that his mother was riding thousands of times against the enemy, why was he always disdainful.

Li Hong came over with a smile, and just wanted to show off Xi Luo Juyan's two sentences, Mr. came, so he had to regretfully retreat to his seat.

I didn't forget to hide behind the book and make a face at Juhiko.

Wimpy kid. Ju Yan thought to himself.

Spring is coming, and the sky is getting brighter and brighter day by day. After reading in the morning, the dawn has already shone.

Ming Hui hadn't gotten up yet.

Sunlight shines in through the east window of the carved rabbit pattern, and the gold is sprinkled on the small quilt of ingots. Ming Hui slept without seeing anyone's face, bulging and curled up in the quilt, leaving only black hair on the outside, unkempt, like weeds.

Ju Yan walked over, lifted the corner of the quilt to let her breathe, and called softly: "Ah Hui, get up." ”

Minghui Nunu's small mouth seems to be eating something in his sleep, and his mouth is smacking, and it smells.

Hearing this, he hummed and chirped: "Brother, sleep again, sleep again." ”

Ju Yan said patiently: "Ah Hui, it's dawning, if you don't get up again, you'll be late for school." ”

Ming Hui frowned, a little unhappy, the eyeballs under his eyelids gurgled, and the mouth of Sakura opened slightly, and he snorted heavily.

Ju Yan smiled: In order to lie in bed, the little girl is really renovated.

leaned into Xiao Laipi's ear and shouted: "Eat shrimp skin dumplings." ”

As soon as Ming Hui turned over and sat up, fortunately Ju Yan let it go quickly, otherwise he would have hit his head.

Ming Hui rubbed his eyes and shouted, "Shopee dumplings!" Where are the Shopee dumplings? ”

The little girl is three years old this year, white and chubby, like a snow doll carved in pink. sat up and found that he had been deceived, and aggrievedly deflated his small mouth, and his fleshy body curled up again, and he was about to tilt into the quilt again.

Ju Yan hurriedly grabbed the small group.

took the pink cardigan round-necked shirt resting on the sandalwood painted gold painting group flower butterfly hanger at the head of the bed, and a large pleated skirt sprinkled with cherry pink petals on water chestnut and white hangzhou, and coaxed Ming Hui to wear it.

"Grandpa is waiting for us to eat, and when we go, we will know if there are shrimp skin dumplings to eat."

Get dressed and put on your shoes.

The shoes are also pink, with thick tweed mille-feuille soles, round toes, embroidered with small grass, purple bowls and flowers, and Ming Hui's favorite big green-winged butterfly.

Ming Hui lay on Ju Yan's back and yawned slightly:

"Brother, I dreamed of my father and mother yesterday. My father and mother took us to Mansheng Garden and caught a lot of butterflies. ”

Ju Yan's face darkened when he heard this.

The pair of unreliable fathers and mothers, yesterday they went to the herb garden to flutter butterflies for a long time.

Ju Yan touched his sister's head distressedly: "After school, my brother will take you to catch butterflies." ”

Ming Hui pushed his little head harder: "Mm-hmm."

Cheerful and satisfying state.

Ju Yan was even more distressed, and began to slander his own father again.

Everyone said that Uncle Han was a daughter slave, no matter when he saw him, he would definitely have a baby on his head, either Han Xiaoman or Han Xiaoduo.

Uncle An often complained that his life was not good, and there were two debt collectors, but Li Hong and Li Jing, the two ghosts who hated death, were still spoiled by him to the sky.

Everyone also said that Ju Yan's father is the most blessed, and he has both children and daughters.

But my father didn't think so, so he threw a pair of children to his grandfather, and threw his hands to live a small life with his daughter-in-law.

On a whim, my mother and wife came to hug themselves and kissed and rubbed, and if they were tired of it for a long time, their father would be jealous.

The father said that sons should be raised roughly, and only daughters should be raised delicately.

Ju Yan thinks about it. But after Xiao Minghui was born, Ju Yan knew that it was not the same thing at all.

The father only pampered his daughter-in-law as a daughter.

Poor little Minghui...... Ju Yan thought to himself, only he, who was an elder brother, had to take care of more.

The brother and sister held hands and walked towards the dining room.

Grandpa stood at the door of the dining room with a tribulus wooden cane, smiling kindly at a pair of grandchildren.

Ming Hui shouted happily: "Grandpa! Like a rabbit, he jumped out and jumped on the old man.

Don't look at Minghui's fat dundun, he can be dexterous. Han Xiaoduo was once unconvinced, and wanted to twist the bamboo circle in the competition with Ming Hui, and only wiped her tears and went home after losing until she cried.

Ming Hui hugged Grandpa's neck, kissed each cheek with a big mouthful, and then turned around and smiled sweetly at Fu Bo: "Fu Bo is early." ”

Fu Bo smiled and his eyes narrowed into a slit: "Eh, little Ah Hui is early." ”

Grandpa Tai handed the thistle wooden staff to Fu Bo, and entered the dining room with a small Ming emblem of meat.

A man who is almost 90 years old and does not breathe at all when he walks.

It is said that Grandpa Tai's spirit was not so good before, and it was only after Ah Hui was born that he got better again.

It's more reasonable to be a father, isn't this for the good health of the elderly?

"Grandpa, what are we going to eat today? Eat shrimp skin dumplings? ”

"Oh, my little granddaughter wants to eat dumplings. Let's not eat dumplings today, grandpa wants to eat noodles, shall we eat noodles? ”

Ming Hui said obediently: "Okay." The chubby little hand wrapped his arms around Grandpa's neck: "Whatever Grandpa Tai eats, Ah Hui will eat...... Grandpa, shall we eat shrimp dumplings tomorrow? ”

Grandpa laughed: "Okay, tomorrow Ah Hui has the final say." Did Ah Hui ask his brother, and did his brother agree to disagree with Ming'er eating dumplings? ”

Ming Hui poked his head out from the back shoulder of his grandfather, his little face bulging, and he looked at Ju Yan expectantly.

Ju Yan smiled: "Ah Hui is in charge, I can eat anything." ”

Grandpa Tai smiled: "Look, our Xiaoyan loves Ah Hui the most." ”

The meal was almost over, and the unreliable father and mother were late hand in hand.

Grandpa Tai was very indulgent to this capable granddaughter-in-law who had led the whole family to resist foreign enemies in the war, and led the crowd to the south to revive the family business, and warmly beckoned the two to sit.

Chen's mother served the freshly hatched mutton buns, tender tofu brains, icing, salty marinade, egg skin with shredded chicken noodles, steaming, fragrant.

Xiao Minghui snorted, his eyes were dumbfounded.

My father stretched out his hand and touched Xiao Minghui's head with a smile. Divided the buns into half a cage for the two cubs, and said that he didn't want to eat mutton today, and gave the rest to his daughter-in-law.

He asked softly: "Do you want to eat sweet tofu brain today, or do you want to eat salty?" ”

The beautiful mother thought about it distressedly for a while, and her frowning look was so good-looking:

"I want to eat them all."

Next, Ju Yan and Ming Hui looked stupid.

The two saw their father raise his dexterous hands, and with a chopstick, he removed the tofu brain, which was as tender as water and couldn't be twisted, layer after layer, sprinkled with icing sugar and salty marinade, and a layer of sweet marinade.

People in the world say that my father has a pair of skillful hands that no one else in the world can match, and he brings the dead back to life, with white bones and flesh.

Juhiko thought, probably... Adjust the tofu brain?

My mother smiled like a flower.

Xiao Minghui clapped his hands and shouted: "Dad, so good, so good!" ”

Only Ju Yan pouted.

The father watched his daughter-in-law eat tofu brain sweetly with a doting face, and he didn't miss Ju Yan's secret little movements, and asked:

"Juhiko, what do you have to say?"

Ju Yan said: "The two people who are almost a year old combined......

I really can't get used to this kind of behavior of showing affection in front of the cubs.

The mother was eating sweet and salty tofu brains, smiling like a crescent moon, and the pears on her cheeks were rippling.

It's just this taste......

Ju Yan shivered for a while, how did the sweet and salty tofu brain eat without changing color?

Ju Yan still admires his omnipotent mother. Not to mention anything else, this alone is worth worshipping.

My father is so spoiled, half of it is because my mother is willing to coax it.

What will a layer of sweet and salty tofu brain taste like, don't the two of them have a point in their hearts?

Uncle Zhe is right, love ...... It's really a thing that can make people blind and blind.

"When I was on the street, someone asked me if I had eighteen. In the future, when you are outside, you are not allowed to call me mother, you have to call my sister, you know? ”

My mother said.

The corners of Ju Yan's mouth twitched: "That person's eyes are not okay?" ”

My mother's face was stunned.

Ju Yan's heart was weak and explained: "Look, you have fine lines on your neck, you can't see it if you don't look carefully, but if you want to practice martial arts, your eyes are sharp, and it is easy to see clearly......"

My mother's face changed, and she didn't eat the tofu brain, threw the spoon into the bowl, turned her head and said aggrievedly: "Chang Qianfo, your son actually dislikes me for being old!" Don't you think so? ”

It is three or two stars in the night, and there are stars but no moon.

High fever with bright candles.

Xiao Juyan wiped his tears and bitterly copied the "Family Motto" a hundred times......

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