Song Ci did not bring all the fireworks into the house, but piled them up in a corner under the eaves.

This was originally used by Kong Yumei to stack some utensils for taking care of flowers and plants, but the wind can't blow and the sun can't shine.

However, when Song Ci was moving these fireworks, he listened to Nuan Nuan singing with a microphone in the room, which was really a little eye-catching.

This is still the reason why the door is closed, and when he pushed the door into the house, the sound was really deafening, echoing everywhere in the house, Huang Lihong was so frightened by her that she didn't know where to hide.

"Stop singing, it's noisy." Song Ci shouted to stop it.

"I'm singing, how can I be said to be noisy?" Nuan Nuan is not satisfied with the authentic.

However, she spoke into the microphone, so her voice was not only amplified countless times, but also seemed deep and low, like the vicissitudes of an old man, not like a child's voice.

This is not surprising, because the microphone comes with a variety of karaoke modes, which can directly process vocals, a bit like a voice changer used by some anchors, in short, extremely powerful.

"My head is buzzing with you, grandpa and grandma are old, you ask them, do they give you a headache." Song Ci was very helpless.

As soon as Song's words fell, grandma said: "It's okay, it's okay, I love to listen to you." ”

Song: ......

Do you know what you call it? You call it a backstab.

Nuan Nuan deliberately raised her eyebrows at Song Ci.

However, the little guy is also a clever person, and he doesn't yell directly into the microphone.

Instead, he slowly put the microphone close to his mouth, kept his eyes on Song Ci, observed his face, and put it down immediately if there was a slight mistake.

Looking at the little guy's "sneaky" little appearance, Song Ci was angry and funny.

"I'm telling you, you can sing, but you have to keep your voice down, don't you think it's noisy? If you keep it as loud as you just did, I'll confiscate your microphone. Song Ci said.

"Alas, my lord is really unreasonable."

Nuan Nuan put down her arms and shook her head helplessly, looking compassionate.

Then she changed her tone and asked, "When will I become an adult?" ”

"What do you do when you're an adult?"

"Unreasonable."

Everyone laughed, and grandfather Song Huai said: "When you learn to reason with yourself, you will be an adult." ”

Nuan Nuan didn't understand the meaning of Grandpa's words, scratched her head, and said that it was troublesome to become an adult.

Among the people present, only Song Ci and Yun Shiqi understood the meaning of their words.

"The old man is right." Yun Shiqi sighed with emotion.

Life is actually a choice between compromise and uncompromise, that is, reasoning with yourself.

But most of the time, if it makes sense, it's a compromise, and if it doesn't, it's a compromise.

The reason why people feel tired of living is because of identity, status and this society, which have already helped you make a choice, so that you don't have a choice.

So Nuan Nuan said that adults are unreasonable, there is a certain amount of truth, and the adult world is indeed unreasonable.

However, at a young age, Nuan Nuan has learned to compromise, no longer holding the microphone and yelling, but playing her Polaroid with Xiao Mayuan.

Song Ci bought her a lot of film alone, which was enough for the two of them to spoil it.

They photographed themselves, their grandparents, their toys, and Huang Lihong, who quietly ran out of the corner and wanted to slip away.

But soon, Nuan Nuan lost interest because she was hungry.

"Dad, when are we going to have dinner?"

Song Ci sat on the sofa, she climbed on his lap hard, Song Ci picked her up and reached out to touch her little belly.

"Ate so much popcorn in the afternoon and you're hungry again?"

"Shriveled." Nuan Nuan patted her little belly.

Song Ci looked in the direction of the kitchen.

"Grandma and grandma are cooking, it should be fine soon."

Nuan Nuan then remembered that when she came back, she hadn't seen her grandmother and grandmother, and she forgot to play.

However, she looked at the kitchen, and then at Yun Shiqi and Song Shouren who were sitting on the side.

"Why don't grandma and grandma cook, but grandpa and grandpa don't cook?"

"Uh...... Grandpa's cooking was not delicious. Yun Shiqi touched his head and thought of a reason.

Song Shouren is much simpler and more direct.

"It's all women who cook, men don't cook."

"Then I'm going to be a man from now on." Nuan Nuan said immediately when she heard this.

When Song Ci heard this, he slapped her ass twice, "What kind of stupid thing are you talking about." ”

Then he turned to Song Shouren and said, "Dad, you said this to my mother." ”

"Just say it, what don't you dare to say."

Song Shouren was still hard-mouthed, but Yun Shiqi was happy on the side.

Song Huaihe glanced at this son dissatisfiedly, and gave him a satisfactory grandson, otherwise he really didn't want it.

"No, no."

At this moment, Nuan Nuan seemed to remember something, and waved her little hands with an excited expression.

"What's wrong?" Song Ci was a little surprised.

"Daddy cooks, he's a boy."

It's like discovering a new continent for the little one.

Before they could speak, they heard a shh

Everyone subconsciously looked up, but saw Xiao Mayuan click and photographed everyone.

"Hi Hi Hi ......"

Looking at the photo taken by Polaroid spit out, Xiao Mayuan was very happy.

But—

She was suddenly stunned, why wasn't she in the photo?

Didn't everyone take a photo together? ——

Two days went on.

During this time, the family is very busy and lively, and the little ones especially like the atmosphere.

First of all, Xiao Mayuan's grandfather and grandfather also came to Jiangzhou City for the New Year, and they were overjoyed to see Su Wanting, who had been paralyzed for many years, recovered, although they didn't know the specific reason, but they also knew that it was related to Song Ci.

So many more gifts were sent.

In addition, there are some subordinates who have passed from time to time, and some have also come to pay New Year's greetings in advance, and people come and go every day.

In the end, grandpa Song Huai took the little ones to stay upstairs and hide quietly.

Time unconsciously came to the thirtieth day.

Because she knew that her mother would come back tomorrow, Nuan Nuan was so excited that she fell asleep late at night.

So she got up very late in the morning, and when she seemed to wake up, her fleshy little short legs, like breaststrokes, rubbed to the sides, and before she could touch anyone, she knew that her father had gotten up.

"Dad, is it dawn?" She asked, confused, her eyes not yet open.

"It's dawn."

A gentle voice rang in her ears, a soft palm caressing her forehead.

"Oh, that mommy ......"

Nuan Nuan just wanted to ask her mother if she had come back, but suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and opened her eyes suddenly, and saw that her mother was looking at her with her head down and smiling.

"Mom?"

Nuan Nuan screamed dumbly, thinking that she was still dreaming.

"Oh, baby, have you slept well?" Yun Chuyao lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

The warm and soft touch makes the little one completely sober.

"Mom." She stood up and threw herself into Yun Chuyao's arms.

Yun Chuyao hugged her, hugged her tightly, and gently patted her immature back.

After a long while, Yun Chuyao said, "Since we're awake, let's change our clothes and go downstairs." ”

"Okay." Hearing this, Nuan Nuan turned her head to look for her clothes.

The new clothes that my father took out for her last night were bought for her by my grandmother during the Chinese New Year, and she didn't wear them once, and she liked it very much.

"Here it is."

Yun Chuyao took the head of the bed, folded her neat clothes, and then asked to help her put them on.

But Nuan Nuan was reluctant.

"I can do it myself, my dad said to do my own things, I'm great." She praised herself as she dressed.

Yun Chuyao heard this, although there was a smile on his face, his heart was slightly sour.

Of course, she knew that Song Ci was right to teach her like this, but she wanted to dress her daughter herself.

"Where's Daddy?" At this moment, Nuan Nuan suddenly asked.

"He's gone in the morning and should be back soon."

"Oh."

Nuan Nuan is still very well-behaved, and did not continue to ask, adults always have something they have to be busy with, just like children, there are endless games.

At this time, Song Ci and Little Butterfly came to Shencheng together.

Tang Guancong and Ye Weilan greeted them.

"Mr. Song, I'm really sorry to trouble you to run, you sit, you sit ......" Tang Zhou hurriedly beckoned Song Ci to sit down, but Song Ci shook his head.

"I won't sit down, I'm mainly sending the little butterfly back."

Song Ci looked down at the little butterfly, then dug into his pocket and took out a gadget like a kaleidoscope, or a monocular.

"New Year's gift." Song Ci smiled.

"Thank you."

The little butterfly was not polite, and reached out to take it.

"Mr. Song, you have a heart." Tang Xuan was full of gratitude.

Ye Weilan also nodded in agreement.

Song Ci could even think of preparing a New Year's gift for the little butterfly, which they didn't expect.

"Happy New Year with Mom and Dad, I'll go to Taoyuan Village to see you later."

Song Ci touched the little butterfly's little head, and then disappeared in front of everyone.

Seeing Song Ci leaving, the little butterfly brought the kaleidoscope to his eyes.

Then he snorted in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Ye Weilan asked curiously.

"I saw the sea."

The little butterfly put down the kaleidoscope, and where there was any sea in front of her, she was still in her own house.

She hurriedly brought her eyes to the kaleidoscope again, and sure enough, the sea appeared in front of her again, sparkling and seagulls soaring.

"It's adjustable, right?"

Tang Xuan noticed that the middle seemed to be able to rotate.

The little butterfly turned around when she heard this, and the scenery in the kaleidoscope immediately turned into a green prairie.

So she spun around again, this time into a bustling street.

The scenery in the kaleidoscope is not static, such as the bustling streets, everyone is walking around, as if watching a movie.

The little butterfly spun again, and was surprised again.

"It's Nuan Nuan, haha, she's brushing her teeth, and she's just getting up." The little butterfly said excitedly.

Tang Xuan glanced at each other from Wen Yan and Ye Weilan, and from the words of the little butterfly, they heard something unusual.

"Can you show me?" Tang Xuan asked with some curiosity.

Little Butterfly didn't think much of it, and reached out and handed it to him.

Tang Xuan took it from his hand, stepped forward and looked inside, but it was dark and he couldn't see anything.

——

"Grandma, I'll help you get it."

When Millet saw Grandma bring out a plate of vegetables from the kitchen, she immediately stepped forward to help.

"No, I can do it myself." Grandma Huang let go of the little hand that the millet grains stretched out.

"But...... But I want to help Grandma with her work. Millet muttered.

"I know that millet grains are diligent, but I can do these jobs myself, as long as you are by Grandma's side, I am already very happy."

Today is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren began to work on today's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner early in the morning.

Mom is responsible for cooking and stir-frying, Grandma Huang is responsible for washing and cutting, and millet grains are responsible for tasting the taste, which is very harmonious and happy.

"Sister-in-law, Happy New Year."

I saw the third grandfather, wearing a new dress and carrying some gifts, and walked over happily.

"Third brother, happy new year." Grandma Huang also hurriedly said hello.

"Third Grandfather." Millet grains also hurriedly screamed.

"Hey, don't you dare to be, don't dare to be, you call me, call me ......"

Well, the third grandfather was speechless for a while, and he didn't know what millet grains should be called.

"Let's call the third grandfather, you were originally her grandfather." Grandma Huang said with a smile.

Fan Yaohua heard the movement in the kitchen and also walked out.

"Third Grandfather, eat at our house at noon." Fan Yao flower road.

"No, no, I'm going to come over to pay my sister-in-law's New Year's greetings."

The third grandfather said, putting down all the gifts he was carrying, but his eyes were always on the millet grains.

"Ah, give me New Year's greetings."

Grandma Huang was a little surprised, in previous years, on the second day of the Lunar New Year, Fan Yaohua carried something to pay New Year's greetings to the third grandfather, how could the third grandfather come to their house to pay New Year's greetings a few years ago.

The third grandfather didn't answer this, but asked Millet Grain: "How long will you stay back, do you want to go to the temple to have a look?" ”

"Just today and one day." Fan Yaohua explained.

In fact, it is less than a day, but Fan Yaohua and Grandma Huang are already content, and Mr. Song is kind.

"Just one day?" The third grandfather was a little disappointed.

In his mind, although millet grains are treacherous, they will also be treacherous, so he naturally wants her to stay longer and be blessed.

At this moment, a figure appeared out of thin air in the courtyard, and everyone was startled, only millet grains looked happy.

"Mr. Song......" Millet Grains greeted him happily.

Song Ci touched her little face, today Millet Grains is dressed up very beautifully, wearing a dress carefully prepared for her by Grandma Huang, which is colorful and very traditional.

The other three also reacted and greeted Song Ci one by one.

"Mr. Song, come into the house and sit." Fan Yaohua hurriedly greeted.

"No, I'm here, mainly to give a New Year's gift to millet grains."

Song Ci said, and as soon as her palm flipped over, a crystal ball the size of a palm appeared in her palm.

"Happy New Year, Millet Grains."

"Thank you." Millet happily reached out and took it.

As soon as the crystal ball fell into her hand, she noticed that a scene appeared in the originally transparent crystal ball.

It's a snowy jungle where a squirrel is looking for food in the snow.

"Huh?" Millet grains were very surprised.

Song Ci smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and touched the crystal ball, and the scenery inside immediately turned into a golden desert.

"It's a New Year's gift for you."

Song Ci bent down and scratched her little nose, then straightened up and said, "Happy New Year, I'm leaving." ”

"Mr. Song, why don't you stay and have lunch before leaving?" Fan Yaohua hurriedly said.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Song, let's have a drink at noon." The third grandfather hurriedly said.

Song Ci shook his head and said, "I still have something to do, next time." ”

After that, he disappeared in front of everyone's eyes out of thin air.

"What a strange man." The third grandfather sighed.

I also regret that the other party failed to stay, but when I think of the other party coming over to give a New Year's gift to the millet grains, I can't help but be happy again, which shows that the millet grains are very important in the minds of the other party.

At this time, Song Ci had returned to Taoyuan Village.

On the hillside, there was only one vegetable dumpling, sitting alone on the swing, looking at the rising "cooking smoke" under the slope.

Today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, and many families will burn paper money for the deceased before eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, so the entire Taoyuan Village is also particularly lively.

Seeing Song Ci's figure appear, Cai Dumpling's face immediately appeared happy, jumped off the swing, and ran to Song Ci.

"Brother Fairy ......"

(End of chapter)