When Fu Lin'an returned home, she asked as usual what she had done today.

When he learned that she had painted another painting, he frowned slightly, and put one hand behind his back, but did not say anything.

It rained all day, and Fu Lin'an's clothes were already stained with some water, he stood under the porch, raised his hand to dust off the water droplets on his body, and then raised his feet and walked into the house.

When Ju Qi raised his eyes, he saw him walk in, and a smile suddenly rose on the corner of his lips.

She took the handkerchief in Mama Cao's hand and wiped it for Fu Lin'an.

Fu Lin'an took her hand and said with a slight smile: "Now that you are heavy, I will do these things myself." ”

Maki Qi smiled: "It's okay." ”

The two of them had dinner in the room, and Juqi showed him the paintings he had painted during the day.

The painting depicts little Armand teasing the cat among the flowers.

Fu Lin'an's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, in fact, in the past few months, she has often painted, and her painting skills have improved significantly.

But what is most lacking is to draw the eyes of living creatures.

There is no god and no light, like a dead thing.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile and said, "It's good, this cat is a little familiar." ”

Ying Qi snuggled in his arms and smiled: "The cat belongs to the second sister-in-law, and Xiao Armand likes it very much." ”

Fu Lin'an lowered his eyes and gently dropped a kiss on her forehead, and said, "Don't let the cat startle you." ”

"I saved it."

Mo Zhu on the side listened to the conversation between the two and couldn't help pursing his lips.

In her opinion, the cat portrait that her grandmother asked her to see before is really good-looking, especially the pair of eyes, which are particularly fascinating.

But my grandmother didn't like it, and the painting was already burned.

Later, grandma painted another one, which is the painting that is now shown to the fourth master, Mo Zhu doesn't like this one very much, if there is no previous one, she must also like it.

But with Jewel in front of her, she didn't like the painting that much.

In what grandma said before, it is empty of craftsmanship and lacks a bit of aura.

But these words Mo Zhu can only put in her heart, she won't say it, maybe she's just a layman and doesn't understand anything, so don't say it and make grandma laugh.

The wind blows off the thin osmanthus on the tree, the autumn is getting thicker, the withered yellow leaves that occasionally float down on the bluestone slab, the sky is as clear as washing, clear and clean, like a piece of jasper with a transparent texture.

The due date of Maki 7 is getting closer and closer.

In order to give birth smoothly, she insisted on walking every day despite the swelling and pain of her legs.

Mo Zhu glanced at the sky outside, and the wind was blowing: "If grandma wants to go out for a walk, it's better to wear clothes." ”

Ying Qi bowed slightly, and stood up with a little difficulty holding Mama Cao's hand.

Mo Zhu opened the wardrobe and took out a dark green gown and was about to put it on for Ying Qi, but saw her raise her hand: "This color is too old-fashioned." ”

Mozhu was a little surprised, this piece of material, grandma had obviously praised the beautiful color before, why didn't she like it in a blink of an eye?

Mama Cao saw Mo Zhu standing there stunned with her clothes, so she pushed it and reminded loudly: "What do you want?" Why don't you hurry up and take the side one? ”

As soon as he heard Mama Cao's voice, Mo Zhu reacted.

She put the dark green gown back in the closet, and just as her hand was about to take out the aqua green dress, she heard Ju Qi say again: "Take out the one that Mama only made two days ago." ”

Mo Zhu was stunned again.

Mama Cao made a dress two days ago, but the dress was blue, and dark green belonged to the "old-fashioned" color.

Why doesn't grandma like dark green, but likes blue?

She originally thought that since she didn't like dark green, she should like it.

Mo Zhu couldn't help but sigh in her heart, grandma is pregnant, this mind is becoming more and more difficult to guess, but fortunately, grandma has a good temperament, even if she can't guess her thoughts, she won't be angry.

If it was with other masters, I am afraid that she would think that she was too stupid.

Ying Qi raised his hand to support the hairpin on the sideburns, and looked at Fu Lin'an in the mirror: "The fourth master is going for a walk?" ”

Fu Lin'an, who was on the soft couch by the window, heard that she was going out for a walk, so he put down the book in his hand and said, "Okay." ”

Mama Cao and Mo Zhu glanced at each other, and they both saw joy in each other's eyes.

Ying Qi opened his arms and let Mo Zhu serve him to dress: "Doesn't the fourth master read books?" ”

"I've finished reading it." Fu Lin'an got down from the soft couch, now the two of them go for a walk is the time to be clean, if you wait for a while for little Armang to get out of school, I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble again.

As he spoke, he walked over to her and helped her out.

As soon as the osmanthus flowers were gone, the chrysanthemums in the house happened to be in bloom, and they all opened.

Fu Lin'an helped Ying Qi to walk slowly along the bluestone slab, occasionally chatting a few words.

Mama Cao and Mo Zhu, who followed behind them, followed from a distance, not wanting to disturb their conversation.

"Maki Seven?" Fu Lin'an suddenly called her name.

Ying Qi raised his eyes to look at him sharply, but saw him staring at himself with a smile in his eyes: "You only told me once, and I have always remembered it." ”

She was stunned, about her real name, she only seemed to have told Song Yiliang, it was after she left Shu Heng's plane, because of Lu Xin's mistake, she blackmailed her.

She returned to that plane once more.

Song Yiliang is already very old, and she even understands that his life is short.

When he finally died in her arms, the last thing he asked was her name.

Her name is Maki Qi!

It turned out that he never thought she was Zhao Heqing.

His eyes shone slightly, and the hand hidden under his sleeve clenched slightly, forcibly suppressing the tremor of his fingertips.

It's been so long since it's been so long, and she's almost forgotten it, but why the sudden mention of it still makes her heart hurt fiercely.

She raised her eyes again and smiled at Fu Lin'an, and said softly, "It turns out that you have always remembered." ”

Fu Lin'an let out an inaudible sigh between his lips and teeth: "Actually, you have always been familiar to me, even if you change your skin, I can still recognize you." ”

That kind of familiarity is buried deep in his heart, and it is not hindered by the skin, even if he doesn't remember her in every life, he will still have a good impression of her.

She choked a little in her throat, she opened her mouth, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

"There's a pavilion ahead, let's rest there." Fu Lin'an said.

Ying Qi bowed slightly, and the two walked along the stone slab to the pavilion.

At this moment, the sound of Suo Suo came from the flowers on the side, and Fu Lin'an and Ying Qi looked towards the flowers.

Suddenly, a tanuki jumped up from among the flowers.

"Grandma be careful!" Mo Zhu couldn't help but scream.

The tanuki whimpered lowly, and with its pointed paws shining, it pounced on Maki Qi.

Fu Lin'an's eyes were cold, and he protected Ying Qi behind him, but he was scratched by the cat.

"Fourth Master!"

With a scream from Mo Zhu, Fu Lin'an fell backwards unsteadily.