There is not much housing in this mansion, so the master bedroom and guest room are still in the same place.

The master's bedroom is at the head of the east side downstairs, and the people live in order of eldest and youngest, and below the guest room she lives in is her grandfather's room, and then Xiao Yuan, who is his father.

Now that his grandfather is abroad, the room is naturally empty, and this house, regular maintenance and care, the furnishings of each room have been the same for decades, and there will be no change, because all the objects and furnishings are arranged by Mr. Geography according to the five elements, although their family does not believe in these, but the rules handed down by the ancestors, no one dares not to abide by them.

She was familiar with the house, so even with the lights off, she could find her grandfather's room in the dark.

Yan Huan familiarly touched the door of Yan Xingzhi's room and gently twisted the handle of the door.

The slight clicking sound alarmed Xiao Yuan, who lived next door, and he got up and got out of bed, and followed the door to open the door and walk out.

After Yan Huan entered the room, he turned on the flashlight and found the photo album in the drawer of the desk almost effortlessly.

Sitting at the desk, looking down at the photo album in front of her, she was so nervous that her palms were full of sweat, and her trembling little hands opened, and when she saw the family photos of her grandfather, grandmother and father, she didn't know whether she was excited or moved, and her tears couldn't hold back anymore, and welled up along her beautiful eyes.

Looking through the past one by one, these photos have not been eroded by time, although they are all black and white, but they are all new, most of her father's photos, some are drooling, some are climbing on the carpet, some are laughing without teeth, and she wants to cry and laugh when she looks cute and cute.

Xiao Yuan stood at the door of the closed room, rubbing his chin with his hand and thinking, only then did he hear a movement, why didn't he see anyone when he came out? Just as he was about to turn back to his room, he caught a glimpse of the faint light coming from under the door.

Just about to reach out and push the door, I vaguely heard the suppressed cry inside, my heart, a beat, there will be no ghosts in the big night, right?

Put aside the nonsense thoughts in his mind and was about to twist the doorknob, a very light footsteps came from inside the house, he retreated to his room, and through the crack in the door, he could see that it was Yan Huan who came out of the room, and was surprised, what was she doing in his uncle's room? Still crying, Yu Fan bullied her?

After Yan Huan returned to the room, he saw that Yu Fan was still asleep, so he quickly took off his clothes and lay down next to him.

After her breathing was stable, Yu Fan opened her eyes, why was she the only one who couldn't sleep tonight?

The next day, Yan Huan woke up and found that Yu Fan was not there, so he knew that he had a meeting.

freshen up and go downstairs, and on the stairs, I saw Xiao Fenglin sitting in the hall making tea.

Xiao Fenglin heard the movement, raised her eyes and smiled gently, "Huanhuan, it's up." ”

Yan Huan responded, and called out to her aunt with difficulty, "Morning." "Every time I call, I feel extremely weak and don't pinch it.

Xiao Fenglin bent her eyes and nodded, and then asked the maid to bring breakfast to Yan Huan.

After breakfast, Xiao Fenglin greeted Yan Huan and tasted tea.

The two chatted for a while, and Xiao Fenglin liked her more and more.

When the sun outside was slightly warm, Yan Huan said to Xiao Fenglin, "Auntie, this house is so beautiful, I want to go out for a walk." ”

Xiao Fenglin smiled, "Go, you've been with me for a long time, it's boring, right?" ”

"No, no." Yan Huan hurriedly waved his hand.

She is already very content to see her relatives.

Out of the main house, slowly and leisurely to the back garden, everything is depressed in winter, there is nothing to appreciate, find a bench in the garden to sit down.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed the swing frame under the two osmanthus trees, and a dusty memory slowly surfaced in his mind.

The year I just returned to China.

On early autumn nights, the weather is cool, and the evening clouds reflect the sky, beautiful as a tulle.

She sat on the swing, her head down and thinking about the essay assigned by the teacher, and she couldn't eat.

Xiao Yuan didn't know when, appeared in front of her, half-squatted down and said to her with a slight face, "It turns out that you are a little bit here, why don't you have dinner?" I don't know if the whole family will be distressed and worried? ”

Xiao Yanhuan sheep's voice, "I haven't written the composition assigned by the teacher yet, and I can't eat it." ”

Xiao Yuan couldn't figure it out, "Didn't you win the special prize of the children's competition for the essay you wrote last time, why can't you write it this time?" ”

Xiao Yanhuan looked sad and frowned, "The last essay was written about my father, and I naturally wrote it, but this time, I wrote about my most memorable thing, and I don't know what my most memorable thing is." ”

Xiao Yuan mentioned, "Last week, your parents took you to the zoo, and seeing lions and tigers is unforgettable?" ”

Xiao Yanhuan puffed out his cheeks and shook his head, "Those lions and tigers are all locked in cages, there is no bit of domineering momentum that the king of the forest should have, it is not good-looking at all, before abroad, my parents took me to the safari park to see the wild ones, compared to this kind of domestic, either sleeping or rolling and selling cute, there is no look." ”

Xiao Yuan: "......"

After a pause, Xiao Yanhuan raised his head and looked at Xiao Yuan with those big black grape-like eyes and asked, "Uncle, what is your most memorable thing?" ”

"Uncle's most memorable event?" Xiao Yuan fell into deep thought, for a long time, he said with a solemn face, "Uncle's unforgettable things are very sad and sad, you kiss your uncle, comfort and comfort your uncle, and your uncle will tell you, what do you think?" ”

Xiao Yanhuan shook her head, "I'm sorry, uncle, I can't kiss you." Before Xiao Yuan could ask why, she continued, "I want to leave the first kiss in my memory to my future husband." ”

Xiao Yuan vomited blood: "......" this stinky girl! Sure enough, the woman is not staying, and at such a young age, she is thinking about her husband!

Xiao Yanhuan saw that Xiao Yuan was silent, jumped down from the swing frame, stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around Xiao Yuan's neck, and said sensibly, "Uncle, I can't kiss you, but I can hug you and accompany you, can you tell me your most memorable thing?" ”

Xiao Yuan smiled lightly, then fell silent again, and after a while, he picked up Xiao Yanhuan and said while leaving the garden, his tone was quite heavy, "When Uncle was young, he had a good brother, and his relationship with him was better than that with your grandfather, but unfortunately, he sacrificed himself for Uncle." ”

"He's dead?" Xiao Yanhuan felt very uncomfortable.

Xiao Yuan nodded slowly, his eyes were red, "At that time, Uncle was on a mission with him, he was the captain, Uncle was not as good as him, after being calculated, he blocked the fatal blow for Uncle, but he was not yet twenty-five years old when he died, and he didn't even have a wife." ”

After a while, Xiao Yanhuan said, "That is really sad and unforgettable, and his parents must be very sad." ”

Xiao Yuan's throat choked, "Yes, his parents, how can they be described as difficult." However, if he is still alive, Uncle will take you to meet him, he is a general. ”

"General? That must have been heroic. Xiao Yanhuan sighed, and after a second, she blamed Xiao Yuan, and the sheep's voice was ruthless, "Uncle, why do you want to be so stupid to be calculated, you killed a general, let me down!" As he spoke, he kicked Xiao Yuan with his short legs.

Xiao Yuan looked down at the small footprints on the trousers without a trace of wrinkles, only to feel more sad, looking at the back of Xiao Budian leaving, and muttering: What about holding and comforting you?

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