143 The Hand of the Son

Tang Anqing fell asleep, and Puyu, who was a little excited because he got a lot of copper plates, took down the purse that his little hand was still holding tightly, took out the silver ticket and jade pendant inside, changed it to a red rope and hung it on the purse, and then put the purse back into the soft little palm of the child. Leaned down and kissed him on the smooth forehead, "Have a good dream, baby." ”

Eight hundred and eighty-eight two eighty-eight Wen, this number is really not ordinary auspicious Tang Anqing put the silver ticket in the small box in the wardrobe that specially put the silver two and silver tickets, closed the lid of the wardrobe, and looked out the window through the window, but he didn't expect that the New Year in the real sense of his life was in this other world.

This is really good, the life is solid, harmonious and beautiful, and there are real blood relatives, which can be regarded as the fulfillment of the long-praying wish that has been prayed for for a long time without relatives in two lifetimes. The peach-colored lips were hooked, and the fingers were covered on the lower abdomen, and the baby in the womb felt Tang Anqing's satisfied emotions, and also conveyed his happy emotions to Tang Anqing.

Baozi yawned, got into the quilt and rubbed the soft quilt with his fluffy little head, squinted his eyes, he was really too comfortable to eat just now, stretched out his bright red little tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, reminiscing about the meal just now.

Tang Baiyu opened the curtain and walked in, took the cyan satin embroidered cloud fox cloak, and the water green silk was embroidered with sparse pink plum blossoms. Draped on Tang Anqing's shoulders and hugged her, no, wrong, M.'s shoulders leaned against his chest, "But you want to rest?" ”

"No, Brother Jin is gone?" Situ Jin said that he was afraid that people would not be able to clean up tomorrow, so he had to ride a horse to Zhuangzi in Taoyuan Town not long after dinner. Tang Anqing couldn't resist him, so when he left, he took the remaining two cans of rice wine and walked away. Tang Baiyu sent him to the door, this kind of parting didn't seem to be suitable for him, Tang Anqing thought.

"Hmm." Tang Baiyu helped Tang Anqing to sit on the soft couch, and there was an unconscious lightness in his tone.

Tang Anqing heard the lightness in his words, and quipped: "Brother Jin feels relieved when he leaves?" Although it is a question sentence, it is with a positive meaning, although he has always had no waves, and his voice is also unwavering when he talks to Brother Jin, but at this time it is light, thinking that Brother Jin's somewhat childlike prank still makes his face paralyzed change color.

"Ah, sort of." Tang Baiyu was a little embarrassed, he was pierced by the little woman, and dodged under her narrow eyes that seemed to be smiling, completely losing his usual calm facial paralysis. Tang Anqing looked at Tang Baiyu with interest, such a Yu is really rare.

"Huh? Do you want to keep the New Year today? Tang Anqing touched the long hair of the white fox under his hand, and there was an undisguised smile in his tone. Tang Baiyu could hear that the little woman was making fun of him, but he didn't think anything, she could do whatever she thought was interesting.

"I'll keep watch, just rest when you're tired, tomorrow is very noisy in the morning, and I won't be able to sleep well then." Tang Baiyu covered up the blue satin embroidered cloud fox cloaked on Tang Anqing's body, and gently stroked Tang Anqing's scattered green silk, "This is my first New Year, Qingqing thank you and Xiaoyu, otherwise..." Tang Baiyu recalled the words left to him when Situ Jin left, in this life, he will definitely not fail the woman next to him, this touch of warmth, unswerving. Although he would not have told her these words, he wanted to convey to her that he was here and that he was hers.

The red candle on the desk burned, the rich and dignified red coat wrapped around the slender wick, and a small warm flame danced at the top, fainting a quiet and calm halo.

The night is getting deeper, Tang Baiyu gently picked up and pillowed his head on his lap, Tang Anqing, who was gradually falling asleep, picked up Tang Anqing horizontally with strong and powerful arms, and gently put it in the quilt, carefully fading the cyan satin embroidered cloud fox cloak, and the rose-red satin white fox leather wallet in the straight long cotton suit, the light orange-red silk cotton skirt, revealing the beige middle coat inside, and the proud chest was embroidered with a pink plum blossom, which went up and covered the softness. With a small movement, you can faintly see the red and a piece of clotted snow white in the beige middle coat.

Tang Baiyu suddenly felt a little hot, and tightened his hands quickly, but gently, covered the quilt and covered the light. Finally, he shook Tang Anqing's hand and interlocked his fingers. The face is so gentle, as if even the beautiful eyebrows are covered with soft ripples, as if there is a smile all the time, curved, like a bright first quarter moon in the night sky.

Holding the hand of the son, co-authoring with the son.

Hold the hand of the son, and the **** of the child.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

Holding the hand of the son, what more can the husband ask for?

This Chinese New Year's Eve is so warm and with an indissolvable tenderness.

As soon as the time of the fifth watch arrived, the whole village suddenly exploded and made a noise. The sound of firecrackers resounded throughout the originally quiet mountain village, **** even two years old, five watches divided into two years, the new year is finally coming. The cold leaves the winter snow, and the warmth brings in the spring breeze.

Tang Baiyu frowned, moved his menstrual blood, and got up from the soft couch. took out the clothes that Tang Anqing specially prepared for him to wear for the New Year, a lotus blue brocade robe, a cyan dark embroidered vest, deep boots made of black tiger skin, and a lotus blue purse with fine embroidery was placed on it, and two budding lotus flowers were embroidered on it.

From the outside, this brocade robe is not brilliant, but inside it is a great scenery, and the inside of this brocade robe is rolled sable fur, which is both light and warm. And you can't see the sable fur if you don't look closely. Tang Baiyu's slender fingers rubbed the soft long brocade robe, took off the brocade robe he was wearing, and changed into the New Year's dress carefully prepared by the little woman.

After dressing neatly, Tang Baiyu glanced at Tang Anqing and Puyu who were asleep, and then opened the curtain and walked out, and after taking the plate of firecrackers to the branches outside the courtyard and hanging it, the sound of firecrackers that lit the thunderbolt sounded outside the empty courtyard, and the new year is finally coming.

Baozi got out of the warm quilt, was frightened by the sound of thunderbolts and shrunk back into the quilt, his ears drooped down to cover his ears, turned over and drilled in, but found that the little guy actually slept in Qingqing's bed When did Qingqing **** sleep, regardless of the nest between Tang Anqing and Puyu, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The pear thunder can't shake the nest under the soft couch to sleep Zhengxiang.

Gray and gray ears stunned, in the dark green light flashed, the moment the firecrackers rang off, he ran to the hall, got under the bed, and stared out of the window with faint green eyes. The tiger skin guy was so frightened that he didn't even seem to know how to fly, his little furry head was stuck in his turquoise abdomen, and his small body trembled, "My mother-I'm scared to death-"

The firecrackers didn't go off for a minute, only the paper rolls scattered on the ground were left, and the heart-to-heart and lungs of the tiger skin in the dark night became a little abrupt. The sound of firecrackers resounded in the small mountain village one after another, muffling the miserable little sound of the tiger skin

Tang Baiyu was about to turn around and go home, when Sister Xiuyun's door next door opened, Liu Qingmo saw the voice here vaguely, and tried to shout: "Bai Yu?" Are your firecrackers running out so soon? ”

"Uncle Tang, is Xiaoyu up? Let's play together," Rarity shouted as she poked her head out from behind Liu Qing. He was excited **** and didn't sleep, his mother and father each gave three copper plates, and he now has six copper plates, and his father and mother only gave him four last year. Later, you can eat candy and receive red envelopes when you go to the New Year, and her mother said that this year's copper plates will be kept for you, hehe, Rarity touches the six copper plates in the pocket of her new padded jacket and smiles proudly.

"Xiaoyu hasn't gotten up yet, so I'll go back first. I'll come back to play with him later. The deep voice was very clear to Liu Qing and Rarity's ears, and when they turned to go back, the fluttering sentence 'Happy New Year' floated to the ears of the father and son, Liu Qington felt incredible, it seems that Bai Yu said a lot today, is it the reason for the New Year?

"Ahh Happy New Year" leads Rarity, who wants to go out, home, "After eating dumplings, go out again, and you can still run away for the New Year's money"

Tang Baiyu went back to the hall, and the two women on the bed were sleeping soundly, so they walked out of the hall door with light steps, rolled up their sleeves, put on the apron embroidered with a red lantern, looked down at the lovely embroidered picture, and the corners of their mouths curled.

Puyu was woken up by the noise outside the door, opened her big eyes in confusion, rubbed her big moist eyes with her little fist, and then looked at her palm as if she thought of something, and saw that the red purse was still in her palm, grinned twice, hung the red purse around her neck, and swayed it on her red belly pocket.

Seeing his mother sleeping next to him, he leaned over there, "Mother, get up, Mother-" With his movements, the copper plate in the purse collided and made a rattling sound, and the child shook the copper plate in the purse with joy and bent his eyebrows. Baozi got out of the quilt and meowed twice at Puyu, but it didn't attract Puyu's attention, but Ash crawled out from under the bed, and obediently lay in front of the bed waiting for the little master to get up.

Puyu played for a while, and saw that his mother hadn't woken up yet, so he kissed Tang Anqing's forehead, "Mother, good morning, kiss Mother"

Tang Anqing woke up groggily, the dream just now seemed to be still echoing in his mind, but when he thought about it again, there were only pieces of bright red plum blossom petals that fell in his mind. was called back to his senses by the soft and glutinous voice, opened his eyes and saw his son's lotus-like little arms and fleshy little hands waving in front of him, Puyu saw that his mother was awake, and nodded his forehead, "Mother, you wake up and kiss"