Chapter 110 Wowo is four years old, and Fu You is leaving

After taking a comfortable bath, Yan Wo climbed out of the bathtub and was stunned when he saw the clothes in the wooden tray.

Red?

She rarely wears such a bright color.

She stretched out her little arms and wiped her hair vigorously, then threw the handkerchief to the side, stepped forward and put on her undergarment and trousers, and then put on a pleated long skirt, with a mid-sleeved red light gauze on the upper body, and a small red jacket on the outside.

There is a golden apricot tree on the pleated long skirt, the branches are vivid, the leaves are all hand-sewn, walking, the skirt swaying, those apricot leaves swaying as if they are falling, the skirt is full of broken gold, look at it and feel like a treasure falling from the sky.

The middle sleeve placket clip on the upper body is embroidered with begonias like golden apricot trees, and the silk thread is very peculiar and shining, and you will look at the different begonia flowers because of the different angles.

After putting on clothes, shoes and socks, I plan to sit in front of the dresser and tie two small tugs casually.

At this time, the Yin corpse actually took the initiative to walk out of the album and stood behind her to comb her hair.

The child's hair grows very quickly, half a year has passed, the original doll head can now comb a few simple hairstyles, the hands of the yin corpse painted with cardamom skillfully fly, and soon play with both sides of her into the ingot style, insert the osmanthus hair ornament in front and the color of the skirt, and there is a yellow ribbon hanging down at the back of the head.

"It's time to go back."

After Yan Wo walked out of the room, he glanced back at the courtyard here, and asked the Yin corpse and the spiritual servants who were still cleaning the courtyard: "Clean up carefully, Uncle Zong only said that he could rent this courtyard to us, but we made a mess here, how bad it is to say." Try to restore as much as possible! ”

Holding the broom was the spirit servant brought back from the cave inn, with a body full of mouths, and stopped not far away.

"Or, no... Tell...... Big...... Miss...... We are...... It is a combat department...... No...... Sprinkle and clean. ”

On the side, a spiritual servant holding a big sword stood in place like a sculpture, but the shadows were scattered everywhere like fine points, and in each shadow there were eyes looking around, and when they saw damaged or worn places, they would plant a small red flag there.

When the rest of the servants saw the little red flag, they stepped forward to repair it.

A spirit servant was wiping off the footprints on the window that Yan Wo had stepped on, and then when he looked down at the window, his eyeballs suddenly fell out of his sockets and smashed on a piece of paper that said "Three Thousand Meters Abyss".

He reached out and picked up the piece of paper outside the window, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, and then picked up the eyeball and skillfully stuffed it back into his socket.

"It's already very happy to be able to come out and wander around, you haven't looked at the atlas and there are many days except for sleeping is sleeping, big mouth, you are content."

Big Mouth took a broom to sweep the fallen leaves on the trail, and the lips on the back of his hand opened, "I...... I am...... Felt...... Such a big ...... Big, overkill, I ...... There is almost no taste in the mouth. ”

The spirit servants were talking, and the movements of their hands were not slow at all.

But the entire courtyard was cleaned several times, and it was almost noon.

The bike drove out on its own, and the bell on the front of the bike rang.

Since the last time he took away the spirit servants in the inn, the weight of the atlas has become very terrifying, Yan Wo's crossbody bag has been broken one after another, and he can't bear the weight of the atlas, so Yan Wo has to put the atlas in the crate of the bicycle.

Yan Wo took out the atlas from the bamboo basket of the bicycle, put the ghosts in it, and closed the courtyard door.

The two of them did a good job one after the other, and after sticking the escape charm on their bodies with a tacit understanding, the bicycle suddenly rushed towards home.

My grandmother made a point of going home earlier today.

Fortunately, after the bike was upgraded, the speed was already very fast, and the eyes of the person sitting in front of him were a little unable to open their eyes when they were speeding at full speed.

"Grandmother open the door, we're back!"

Yan Wo jumped off the bicycle and called the door as he straightened his hair and skirt.

The courtyard was quiet, no one came to open the door, but now it was daytime, and my grandmother said that I would come back early, how could there be no one at home? Yan Wo had no choice but to open the door and walk in.

With a "bang", the colorful shredded paper in front of me was knocked out of the bamboo tube.

The emerald green bamboo tube, one in each hand, after the Yan Wo entered, there were a few bangs, and the colored paper was fluttered one after another, and the Yan Wo was all over the body.

The crowd applauded and said in unison.

"Happy fourth birthday!"

Well?

Is it her birthday?

Yan Wo thought about it, and it seemed that it really was.

She has been here for more than half a year, because it took her a lot of thought to integrate into this family and the academy, and she was a little free, thinking not about the strangeness of the thing in her eye sockets, or about the disappearance of her father, and she actually forgot that she was four years old.

No wonder Grandmother shouted to come back early, no wonder after practicing with Fu You, he would prepare such a gorgeous and festive clothes.

The aunt put the homemade bamboo tube into her uncle's hand, and exited a small wooden trolley from behind her, on top of which was the "cake" that Yan Wo had once mentioned, the cake was decorated with some fruits, sunk in soft cream, and the color was attractive.

Auntie is really skillful.

She only mentioned the separation of egg whites and egg yolks and the stirring with sugar, but she didn't expect that she really groped out the cake, and on the premise that there was no control, the aunt may have failed countless times, and this intention is moving.

"Our Wowo is a year older again, and my aunt gave you a cake as a gift, hoping that Wowo will become more and more smart and clever, and happy every day."

Yan Wo stepped forward to hug Bai Mei, and rubbed her little head in her arms: "Thank you, Auntie." ”

The uncle also immediately squeezed forward and took out a jewelry box from his arms, which contained a white magnolia flower, which should be a beaded flower.

He rubbed his hands: "Don't dislike it, good niece, in the past, my uncle's expenses were all family money, and this pearl flower was earned by my uncle to show people feng shui, send this this year, and next year my uncle will send you something more beautiful and more expensive." ”、

"Thank you, uncle." Yan Wo smiled sweetly.

Grandmother took out a pitch-black box and handed it to Yan Wo: "It's a pen made of the tail of the moon wolf wolf, and grandmother has already prepared it." ”

As soon as he opened the box, Yan Wo let out a surprised "wow".

The tail of the moon wolf was actually a little glowing in the sun, as if there was water flowing on it.

It happened that the talisman obtained from the academy needed a pen, and my grandmother gave it to her, which can be said to be in her heart.

Bai Wenlin stepped forward and handed her a small bamboo basket, which was painted in pink and tender colors, and the shape of ears and eyes was specially made on the basket, and the strap was a wide shoulder strap made of soft colored silk, which did not strangle the shoulders.

"I see that your cloth bag is always broken, do you want to change it to a back basket?"

Yan Wo's small pink back basket touched it,...... I feel that the style looks pretty cute.,Back basket and small ears.,I like it very much.。 But I'm afraid that this thing can't be used to hold an atlas, and the shoulder strap will also break, and if it is broken, it will hurt Uncle Wenlin's heart.

"Don't worry, it's not an ordinary bamboo strip." Fu You's elegant voice sounded on the side.

Yan Wo instantly understood something, and held the small pink bamboo basket on his back, "Thank you, Uncle Wenlin." ”

The last gift was given by my brother Yanjiu.

When his eyes swept over, he saw that this guy was retracting his fingers from the cake, sucking the cream on his fingers, and seeing Yan Wo's sight, he took out a small book with a picture of a villain and a small book with words written on it.

Yan Wo flipped over.

The small book actually tells about Yan Wo painting portraits of people, sorting out people's appearances, and bringing back Fu You, the little black dog, and the ancestral black cat (he thought he also picked it up), like Yan Wo's biography.

The words on it are still very immature, but it can be seen that they have worked hard, one stroke at a time, without the slightest perfunctory and scribbling.

It's not worth the money.

But Yan Wo likes it very much.

Fu You handed out a stack of rune paper, and whispered with a transmission note: "You don't like my incarnation talisman, these are all given to you." ”

She looked at her grandmother, aunt and uncle, Uncle Wen Lin, Yan Jiu and Fu You, and smiled openly, the corners of her mouth couldn't close at all.

The clear eyes narrowed.

…… Today is the happiest day.

Fu You's hand shrunk under the cuff.

…… Today is his last day at home.

Tomorrow, he's leaving.