It's not easy to fool around all of a sudden.

In fact, he also thinks that this child will not wet the bed.

After all, this kid has some great skills.

It also feels very mysterious, not sure what she can see, what problems can be found.

But after all, it's fire.

Isn't it bad to let a child play?

Guan Zhinan was in a tangle.

It's Xiao Libao who leans up on his little head.

"In the past, Lili could have lit the stove under the care of my senior brother!"

It's not like those of you who have no life experience.

The little guy has his hands on his hips.

Try to look up at people with your little chin up to prove that you're good.

However, she is too short.

It's funny and cute.

"Did Pear Pear light the stove before?"

As soon as he heard this, Roland next to him also poked his head curiously to look at Xiao Libao.

The little one nodded his little head.

He counted on his fingers.

"Firewood rice, firewood porridge - and my senior brother burns firewood to make sauerkraut buns—"

The little one snorted as he spoke.

Swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The people around him laughed instantly.

Why are you still talking about yourself being greedy?

Besides.

Is that the question that was just asked you?

Who made you think differently and start thinking about cooking with firewood?

A group of people were a little crying and laughing.

"Sauerkraut bag, good, remember, pear pear likes to eat sauerkraut bag, if my sister has a chance in the future, please eat sauerkraut bag, okay? I remember that there was a very nice steamed bun shop near us, and I would invite pears to eat when the time came. ”

"Okay, okay!"

The little one happily tilted his little head in response.

Then he looked at Guan Zhinan, who was smiling from ear to ear.

"How does my uncle know that playing with fire will wet the bed? Has Uncle wet the bed before? Because of playing with fire. ”

Seki-no-Minami: ......

The smile gradually stalled.

His gaze became glazed.

A face slowly turned red.

He seemed to want to refute something.

But looking at the little guy's face, I don't know if I remembered something, so I didn't refute it a word.

Silence –

In the silent struggle, everyone seemed to know the facts.

At this time, Guan Zhinan reacted.

The first time I wanted to block the lens of the camera next to me.

Speak in a panic.

"Not what you think, I'm just thinking."

Rodo raised his hand in arrears and gestured to understand.

also gave Guan Zhinan a look.

"Needless to say, brother, I know everything."

Seki-no-Minami: ......

You know the!!

Rodo was also very mysterious, nodded seriously, and wanted to help Guan Zhinan change the topic.

Seki-no-Minami: ......

What do you mean, you know?!

It's more misleading, okay?

"Also, why is this kid my brother and I my uncle? I'm not a few years older than him, am I?? ”

Guan Zhinan squatted in front of Xiao Libao, raised his hand to gesture to himself, and then pointed to Luo Duo next to him.

"Then uncle, you may have to grow up a little slower."

This was said by Roland, they actually got along well, and the relationship has become closer these days, it is a bit like the feeling that the family is hurting each other, and they opened their mouths happily.

"But after all, it's not surprising that Xiaoduo and I call you uncle."

Seki-no-Minami: ......

He asked these questions superfluously.

The barrage is already a piece of joy.

'Hahahaha, everyone who understands, Uncle Guan, don't worry, your blessing is still to come! ’

'Let you ask, hahaha, it's so heart-wrenching! ’

'My heart is distressed, my heart is distressed, I am merciful, what is wrong with our Uncle Guan? He just wants to play with the kids!! ’

In the end, Guan Zhinan took a match and lit everyone's lanterns.

At this time, the number of people who put the lights on has gradually increased.

"Alright, let's put it in a hurry."

The assistant director whispered over there.

"There's the next event."

In the evening, there are people singing the special operas here, and there are various storefronts.

The program team also wants to let everyone experience it.

There are also a variety of special activities here.

Including some games from ancient times, the relevant traditions are still preserved here.

The crowd gently pushed the lantern into the stream.

Including the small lights of the Tang brothers and sisters who looked strange.

The two lights reversed twice in the creek, and finally held firmly on the surface of the water, flowing down the stream.

"Don't say it, it's true that you can't turn it over, and there are really two of you."

The crowd didn't know who said it.

Xiao Libao crossed his waist with his hands and laughed with a snort.

"Sister Roland, do you want to hear a story?"

The little one's eyes were shining, watching the river lanterns drift away.

The flickering light of those lamps flickered and flickered.

Far away, I can't see any shape, it's just a small point of light, in the dark night, supported by the current, as if floating in the air, accompanied by the noise outside and the sound of flowing water, slowly flying away.

There were already people standing on the shore, bowing their heads and clasping their hands together, chanting something in their mouths.

If you listen carefully to the people next to you, you can hear them chanting, 'The Return of the Heroic Souls.'"

At this moment, it was obviously in a remote place, and it felt a little bit like a wilderness.

But at this moment, it just gives people an inexplicable feeling.

Holy, religious, but not faithful.

It's like a kind of sustenance.

It's a little afraid to speak out loud.

Roland had just watched his river lantern drift away.

Listen to Little Libao's words.

She crouched down and cautiously glanced at the people around her.

"What's the story?"

"That's the story of the red mask."

"Red Mask ......"

Roland's eyes widened in surprise.

"How do you know the story about Lili? The book we went to see about this mask is not in it. ”

The years have left only one name for this mask, erasing all his stories.

Where did this little guy come from?

"Someone has already told me!"

The little one whispered.

As she spoke, she glanced back not far away.

The lights here are dim, and there are some big stones in the stream, which the people of Shuijin Village would use to pass in the past, but when it was dark, these stones were too slippery and dangerous, and no one would stay on them at all.

In the night, the stones were empty.

And the figure sat quietly on the stone, staring at Little Libao for a long time.

It was like being relieved to follow the little guy through all the festival projects.

If you are a little timid, you will probably be scared at this moment.

But Xiao Libao just glanced at the other party, turned his head again, and told Roland his story seriously.

"That mask is a mask that belongs only to one person, he is a little general, and his name is Li."