Chinese Almanac Master

Just as Xiaonan's candle was implicitly entangled by the soup round cooked by Yuanxiao girl herself, one person on the other side was caught up in the same complex emotion as him, and this one was not someone else, and it was on the eve of Spring Festival when she was forced to get sick again because of intermittent hypersensitivity.

Because his personality is conservative and restrained, unless he really pisses off New Year's Eve and doesn't even want to talk to others more, but I don't know if it's because he and Xiao Nan candle are born to eight criminals, they haven't seen it a few times, he almost pissed off Xiao Nan candle a few times.

On New Year's Eve, he felt that he could not move and become ill. Then he acted as a hooligan very uncivilized and did not talk about his qualities. It was just as self-censored as if Ahnian did not listen to him and ran to the calendars of other calendar gods. However, his mental state was completely out of his control. Plus, his attitude towards Xiaonan candle was completely seven-point self-motivation, three points came from his heart. He wanted to influence his heart only twice to make it look like that, and again, thinking about his behavior that night as Meng Lang, frowned dead New Year's Eve monarch felt very unstable.

“I hurried away that day. The master must be angry. I'm afraid I'll never see him again...”

In a painful tone, he said to himself, the expression on New Year's Eve is serious and serious, but with the impression that he has been giving people a strange contrast, only in the past few days overcome the fear for nearly a hundred years can come from time to time to eat spring festival will see this in the eyes, and after swallowing a large jade cake with sweet red date tea, this carved jade small calendar God clapped his chest cough, then opened his mouth,

“Uncle New Year's Eve, you think too much. The master is okay. He won't be angry with you. Besides, he is already...”

Halfway through, he stopped talking in time. Xiaonan candles had bought him a pile of delicious food, so now Spring Festival doesn't dare to say anything bad about him in front of New Year's Eve. At this time, he didn't pay attention to his desire and stopped. He just spontaneously stayed for a while, then drowned his bright red eyes and thought in his head.

Since he saw Xiao Nan candle on the 30th night, he seemed to have a disease. When Xiao Nan candle looked at him, he would feel unconscious/move. When he did not look at him, he would be filled with gloom and nowhere to unravel. Speaking of which, he and Xiao Nan candle were in a hurry, but he couldn't help but remember him.

It's a little dull to think about. With the evil shadow of that night, he took root in his heart. It was clear that he was also a god who had lived for thousands of years in the dust world. All he saw was unusual. There was no seductive charm, and it was not a great shore, but Xiao Nan's fingers and shoulder waist. Hip lines and even skin and bones are just the ones that can most easily inspire New Year's Eve, and for this, New Year's Eve is also truly helpless for the brave self.

Being obsessed with an ordinary human being is a very dangerous thing, not to mention the fact that ordinary human beings move most simply to think in their hearts, and on New Year's Eve, that is to express themselves directly in action. He had already reacted the worst before he could figure these things out, blaming his forbidden/self-absorbed body for what he had done before but what was bad produced him to death, but this pressed him to the point where he couldn't hold it down easily.

Now let him meet anywhere, even open his mouth as if to hook/lure his Xiao Nan candle, which made him think that he was only sneaked around to do the foolish thing on New Year's Eve was actually hit in the face, and to think of this, the god who had never involved love/desire was quite pure slightly reddish, and then looked at the Chinese New Year, looking only at the food, then gazed at the sound, so calmly opened his mouth,

“Big year, big year, you have time to ask me which calendar gods need to transfer these days, just say that I can help overtime for free...”

- "Any day, any day. ”

……

The Yuanxiao Xiaonan candle made by Yuanxiao Girl cannot naturally be refused, which is not to say that he just loves to eat this kind of soup round, which sounds scary, but because the soup round made during Yuanxiao Festival is not actually eaten by ordinary people with good fortune.

Before she was alive, she was good at making soup circles. Every time she had a cold winter moon, she had to make some in the lonely palace. Those waitresses naturally got her a bowl of red bean yuanxiao, and when she passed away, no one seemed to be able to enjoy such ceremonies. After all, if the gods did not have to show up for just one day, even though they had a long life, the accompanying loneliness was also torturous, so even though Yuanxiao, who had been a god, still loved to make soup circles for people, but because no one gave them away, every year when she came to Yuanxiao Festival, she only made this pot.

At this moment, the small pot is filled with pure rain brought by the windy rain, the leather outside the soup circle is fresh ground wheat brought by Fengdeng Wugu, a thin layer of glutinous rice bite open the inside of the bread appeared to be a varied inner filling, in fact, what is really wrapped is the blessings given to the world by Calendar God, some are fortune, some are official luck, in short, if you eat one, you must have good luck all year.

Xiaonan candle was clear about this naturally, so although the smell of what could be known as soup circle killing Matt was very questionable, he took Yuan Xiao's small bowl handed to him with pleasure, and when he frowned with anger and clumped that little soup circle to his mouth, he bit it carefully with his teeth, then squinted his eyes, and when his tongue felt the smell of a sweet filament, Yuan Xiao next to him first smiled and opened his mouth in a fine voice,

“Yay, the historian ate a bag of love luck, he'll probably be interested in someone soon. ”

“Ouch, yeah? Which is the fortune, I'm going to eat that...”

I couldn't help but provoke my eyebrows when I heard that. The sweet silk mixed with a little fresh flavor and I couldn't eat anything specific. But Xiao Nan's candle was not annoying, but his purpose was not here, so I didn't take the long meaning of Yuan Xiao seriously. I only greedily fished a few fortune fills from her pot and filled my stomach. However, Yuan Xiao made a large pot. There was no one else in the family but Xiao Nan's candle, so when he finished eating two bowls, there was still a lot left in this pot.

“Alas, there's so much left... what a waste...”

Xiao Xiao looked a little lonely to herself, guarding this pot of soup circle didn't know who to give it to, and Xiao Nan felt a series of terrible vibrations from her phone in her pocket when Xiao Nan was about to say something.

@ Julie123:

My mother, you are a god!! Isn't it raining everywhere I go this new month? I thought it was Xiao Jingteng who came to my house for a concert. Did I make a scene myself? si (° △ ° |||) si!! Private Message Kneeling Solution Ahhhhhhhh!! We don't want to be haunted by bad luck for a year. We both have to repay the mortgage!!!

Xiao Nan's candle rose in the morning to reply to the microblog, it seems that the big sister who ate rare meals in the New Year's Eve actually got evil in the New Year's Eve. As soon as the others saw this new thing, they forwarded it together to see the lively. After all, any person who sent a carp usually has hundreds of forwardings. This kind of rare thing, a group of people who love to gather the lively will naturally come and watch. So by the time Xiaonan candle finished eating early, a lot of people had asked him some other questions about the evil of the year, and he only looked at Xiaonan candle with his phone and didn't have the spare time to get answered, only suddenly he had an idea in his mind when he ignored the Xiao Yuan Xiao next to him, so as soon as those who had just followed him refreshed the front page, he saw the po master named Huang Li teacher Xiao There was a new tweet, and they looked at it and they found out that it was something like this.

@ Huang Li Teacher Xiao:

To celebrate the New Year's Eve Festival, please forward this tweet and leave a happy New Year's Eve message to get a special New Year's Eve. The postage is self-catering, smoking at 12: 00, and after eating the packet, you will have good luck next year ~ Dada ~ = 3 =