Ye Wencheng's ancient puppet drama was put on the video platform in one go, if it weren't for the fact that there were many things to do on the first day of the Lunar New Year that were far more important than watching TV, Ms. Yin might force the whole family to watch this drama in one go.

So when she got up to finally get ready to go out, everyone in front of the TV breathed a sigh of relief.

"I said I was going to the temple fair today," Su Zan whispered to Ye Wencheng, "If it weren't for the ratings of someone's new drama, we would have set off an hour ago." ”

The corners of Ye Wencheng's mouth rolled up slightly: "I know, I'll buy delicious food for our mother when I go to the temple fair." ”

Su Zan poked his face with his fingertips: "There is nothing delicious at the temple fair, it is all something that deceives children." ”

Everyone got up and began to put on their new clothes for the New Year. Su Qingguo is dressed as a standard middle-aged and elderly straight man, with a brown brown padded jacket and black casual trousers, and a pair of polished crocodile brand leather shoes. Yin Qiuhua wore a double-sided camel-colored coat with a fur collar, his hair was pulled up in an elegant bun, his lower body was a pair of loose wool wide-leg pants, and he was twisting a fashionable shiny small leather bag in his hand, like a flower among the middle-aged and elderly sisters.

Su Si was not very interested in visiting the temple fair, and he didn't want to dress up much, so he picked out a black down jacket that he had bought before, but had not worn it, put it on, and then casually grabbed a pair of slacks and put it on.

Yin Qiuhua looked at him and said with disgust: "When you are young, you wear these black clothes all day long, and you don't have a sunny attitude at all!" Be careful when you're depressed one day! ”

Su Si was inexplicably counted, so he had to put a big red knitted scarf around his neck.

Ye Wencheng couldn't be too public, put on a short black jacket and slim trousers, pulled up the hat of the sweatshirt inside with one hand and put it on, and then pinned the mask on both ears.

Yin Qiuhua's eyes lit up: "Wen Cheng is really handsome dressed like this!" ”

Su sighed: "......??? ”

"Are you going to go? Hey, where did my mask go? Suzan walked out of the bedroom, looking down and rummaging in his pockets.

Ye Wencheng's eyebrows and eyes immediately bent into a crescent moon after seeing her: Su Zan was wearing a soaked milky white cotton dress on his upper body, a gray wool felt hat on top of his head, and beige gray leg-curing pants on his lower body, and the whole person looked like a ...... A salt and pepper ...... Puffs.

"What are you laughing at?" Suzan looked at him and raised his fist in question.

"Sister Zan, you seem to have gained a little weight." Ye Wencheng leaned closer to her and whispered, "Let me test another day to see if there is more meat on my body, huh?" ”

"Measure you!" Su Zan was annoyed and slapped him on the top of the head.

Unexpectedly, half of it was dragged by Yin Qiuhua's wrist, and before she could speak, she was trained for a while.

Su Si suddenly felt comfortable again, and even straightened his back all of a sudden.

There were many of them, Su Qingguo made an appointment with a seven-seater, and everyone could fill the seats, so the car started slowly, carrying the family to the temple fair.

The temple fairs in Xianjiang are no different from the temple fairs in other places, there are indispensable lantern balloons everywhere, a dazzling array of stalls and vendors, gongs and drums and noisy float parades, more people to see the excitement than the things worth visiting, bustling, you push me, the crowd is like a pot of porridge boiled, and it can't be pushed for half a day.

"So, why do your families come every year on the first day of the new year?" Ye Wencheng struggled to push away the people around him with his arms, and asked with Su Zan in his arms.

"It's hilarious!" Su Zan didn't have his hands empty, holding a large marshmallow in one hand and steaming boiled pear soup in the other, "My dad is a person who likes to go to lively places during the New Year's holidays, and I think this will have a festive atmosphere." ”

Ye Wencheng looked at the dense flow of people, and suddenly felt that his scalp was numb, and he couldn't help sighing: "It's really a festive atmosphere, you see this atmosphere is strong, we can't get out." ”