readx;? How peers spend the Mid-Autumn Festival every year, Yan Shunhua doesn't know. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info her own memory of the Mid-Autumn Festival is quite vague, or it can be said, quite bland.

When she was young, her parents were busy with their respective careers and ran around the world, and when she got older, she forced herself to grow up like a spinning top.

When he finally began to shine in society, Yan Shunhua found that time was out of his control. And her parents have a child again, and under the shift of focus, their expectations for her are more pinned on phone contact.

Therefore, in the past 20 years, Yan Shunhua's Mid-Autumn Festival is either looking forward to the return of his parents in loneliness, or studying hard under the lamp, or training hard, or sleeping lazy, stealing half a day of leisure.

In short, her Mid-Autumn Festival, like boiled water, is light and tasteless.

However, when this special day came again, she found that the Mid-Autumn Festival was indeed a festival worthy of intense color.

Early this morning, she was pulled out of the bed by Yan Erya, and then changed into new clothes amid urging.

It was the dress that Yan Liu didn't know when to prepare for her, extremely delicate turquoise.

The hem of the skirt was embroidered several times with light gray and silver threads at intervals, so that when she trotted or jumped, it spread outward like cascading waves.

Coupled with the looming flowers around her waist, she became more innocent.

If the handkerchief that was stuffed into her hand and matched with the skirt was not embroidered with a cute sow, Yan Shunhua really felt that she was beautiful at the moment.

It's completely a copy of the forest elves.,I don't know the world is extremely delicate.。

But now, it complements the grinning sow in the handkerchief!

"I knew that you would be completely speechless with joy. Hmph, don't be so grateful to me, this is what I begged my eldest sister to embroider, the pattern is what I racked my brains to think, how is it, is it exactly the same as the big flower?

Yan Erya quickly helped her comb her hair and tie it into a beautiful bun, and then pulled her to the courtyard, quickly folded fresh willow branches and handed them to her, signaling her to brush her teeth quickly.

Yan Shunhua came back from his stunned, pulled the corners of his mouth, stuffed the handkerchief into his sleeve, and then washed up slowly.

And Yan Erya, who was quiet for a few breaths, circled around her, and looked at her carefully at 360 degrees without any dead ends while turning back.

Probably because she didn't think she could see the problem, the words rushed to her like a flood that opened the floodgates, one sentence, two sentences, three sentences, four sentences, five sentences, six sentences, all words with different sentences and different words, all pointing in one direction.

Was her erratic figure true yesterday? When did she learn martial arts from her eldest uncle? Can she fly to the end of the sword world at this level?

Yan Shunhua wanted to say that she didn't do anything yesterday, and the so-called body was flying in the air and teleporting, all of which were Yan Erya and Yan Xiaoni looking away.

Just after thinking about it, she couldn't open it in the end.

Not to mention that Yan Erya, who saw it with her own eyes, would be angry because of this, even Yan Xiaoni, a three-year-old ignorant child, would not believe this statement.

Yan Shunhua, who had no way to explain, wisely chose to turn a deaf ear, and immediately slipped away after washing, and by the time Yan Erya caught up in anger, she had already hid behind Yan Shengguo and grimaced.

"You wait, there's time to clean you up. ”

Yan Erya silently said with her mouth, and with a head raised, the red skirt disappeared into the master bedroom.

Yan Shunhua shrugged his shoulders, and seeing that Yan Shengguo was still focused on the scroll in his hand, he casually flipped through the books on the table as if he was playing.

Seeing that the other party didn't care, she couldn't hide her curiosity after all, tiptoed to the bookshelf, stood on tiptoe and smoked a copy of "Old News Record".

"I have reached the age of no confusion, and my body has been declining and my spirit has been lazy in recent days. In addition, he has been studying for many years but has not made much achievements, and he is sincerely afraid when he thinks of what his deceased father said and what his deceased mother wants. Therefore, today I have made up my mind to sort out, add, add and delete what I have heard, seen, thought and thought in my life, and compile it into this book, which is a ...... for comfort."

It's a pity that she only looked at a few lines before she heard Yan Zhaoming's voice, which broke the silence in the room.

"Dad, my mother asked me to come and carry you to the ancestral hall. ”

"Yes. ”

Yan Shengguo put down the scroll in his hand, glanced at her, and let his eldest son leave the master bedroom without saying a word.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, all the men of the family go to the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors. Although women do not have this requirement, they must be present.

Although she is just a child, after several high-profile actions before, if she is absent without reason, it will definitely breed unnecessary incidents.

Therefore, you can't be lazy, and you can't delay.

Thinking of this, Yan Shunhua reluctantly put "Old News Record" back on the bookshelf, and then followed out the door.

"Little sister, come. ”

Yan Daya carried a basket, came over and took her hand, and then walked unhurriedly to the first courtyard, and told her not to run around when there were many people later, if you have a headache and brain fever, you must remember to tell the adults.

lest she be disobedient, and deliberately emphasized that she could not leave her family.

Yan Shunhua nodded, and by the way, he praised the handkerchief embroidered with a sow as Yan Erya taught, saying that he really liked it!

As if seeing her insincerity, Yan Daya smiled slightly, and it was rare to explain.

"Originally, it was going to be embroidered with hibiscus, but the second sister said that you like big flowers far more than everything else, and even the appearance was drawn, so the eldest sister changed it temporarily. ”

The sow who loves to listen to stories is really Yan Xiaoya's favorite! Not only does it have it on the new quilt cover and pillow towel, but now it is also on the handkerchief that is used casually!

Thanks to Yan Liu's and Yan Daya's good craftsmanship, they were stunned to embroider the chubby guy vividly, so that her, an adult who only likes to eat pork and doesn't like to talk to pigs, accepts geography as a matter of course.

Yan Shunhua grinded his teeth and endured the complaining.

"Big aunt, little aunt!"

Halfway through, they met Fang Rouniang and Yan Xiaoni, who were walking slowly. The former just glanced at them coldly, and then walked forward silently, but the cheap niece ran to Yan Shunhua's side with her little short legs, and raised the handkerchief in her hand high.

"Little aunt, look, this is the handkerchief that my mother embroidered for me. ”

The lower right side of the handkerchief is dotted with small yellow flowers, one of which has a flower butterfly on the head, with the fluttering of the little hand, the wings and tentacles are also like a breeze, it is as if it is alive, it is not interesting.

Yan Shunhua couldn't recognize the variety of flowers, but he also knew that although this pattern was a little ordinary, the embroidery was not bad. It's just that there is a discrepancy with the half-baked skills of Fang Rouniang in memory.

She looked at Yan Daya suspiciously, but when she saw that the other party was slightly stunned, her expression was gloomy, and she shook her head again when she touched her thoughtful eyes, signaling her to keep quiet.

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