"Third brother, do you think I can make a little lantern, is it beautiful? I don't know if Su Su will like it, so let's make a few for Su Su, okay?"

Jian Xingxing carried a small fiery red lantern and asked Yan Sheng softly.

I didn't buy red paper, the paper of the lantern was made by Jian Xingxing after folding the lantern with white paper and then painting the paper red with a red paintbrush, which looked like a fiery red lantern.

"Okay, but Su Su doesn't like red, she likes blue and green, I'll make her a blue one, fortunately you made her a green one."

Yan Sheng remembered Ning Susu's color preference, and naturally proposed.

"But the blue and green lanterns aren't a little pretty?"

Jian Xingxing imagined that picture for a while, and it felt quite weird. But Yan Sheng insisted, Ning Susu liked that, Jian Xingxing puffed up her white and tender little face and compromised.

"Okay, then we'll make the blue and green ones."

Who made Su Su like the third brother the most, what the third brother said should be right, well, that's it!

The naïve Jane Xingxing child was so convinced of himself.

The two were making lanterns in the yard, Zheng Xiuxiu and Yan Weimin were busy eating in the kitchen, Yan Xing and Yan Nan were doing their homework and the other was playing with his marbles, and the family of six was harmonious.

The door was open, and Yan Kun, under the guidance of Aunt Lotus, came directly into Yan Weimin's house.

"Uncle, who are you looking for?"

Seeing a strange man coming to his house, Jian Xingxing was instantly vigilant, and he didn't do the lantern, pulling Yan Sheng's wide-eyed and beautiful eyes and asking him.

Yan Weimin and Zheng Xiuxiu in the kitchen heard the movement and also came out to watch.

"What's wrong, you're?"

Zheng Xiuxiu looked at the tall man in front of her hesitantly, how did she feel a little familiar?

Yan Weimin was also looking at the man in front of him, a little taller than him, tall and strong, it was that calm face, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

"Who are you looking for?"

The couple were looking at Yan Kun, Yan Kun was also looking at the couple, his eyes were nailed to Yan Weimin's face, as if he had confirmed something, and he slowly spoke.

"Uncle, hello, my name is Yan Kun."

？？？？

Uncle? How did he come up with such a big nephew? Not a few years younger than him! Besides, he's an only child, and I haven't heard of any other outcasts!

Yan Weimin was shocked, Jian Xingxing's eyes widened in shock, and his mouth pursed tightly, wow, if you look closely, it seems that this uncle and father are a little alike! No wonder everyone feels a little familiar!

"Did you recognize the wrong person? I have no other brothers."

Yan Weimin felt inexplicable and resisted this confession.

"My father's name is Yan Weili, my grandfather's name is Yan Jinqu, I am not mistaken, we have been looking for you for a long time, I came from the capital, your father and my uncle are called Yan Jinyue, they are the generation of characters, uncle, you and my father are the generations, my grandfather and your father were lost on the way to escape from the desert decades ago, and we only found you now."

Yan Kun was not verbose, quickly sorted out the family relationship and put it out.

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As soon as he said this, Yan Weimin remembered that his father had indeed fled from outside and came here, and when he was a child, he heard his father say that he was not from here, so he had no relatives here. It's just that the world is so big, and the separated family can't be found, so they can only take root here, and his father told him that their generation is the generation of words, and his generation is for the word generation.

However, because the family tree is gone, and no one knows what his next generation is, he simply gave Yan Xing's three brothers a word, with a blank word in the middle, and his father was still talking about the lost family before he died.

After recalling, Yan Weimin was silent for a while, feeling that although this matter was outrageous, it was not far away, so he motioned Yan Xing to move the stool out.

"Sit down and talk slowly."