Fields of Gold

Grandma came in with a little potty friend in a house dressed like a ball. Little guy sees his sister, struggles to come down. The ground was like a rolling little meatball, swinging towards the grass.

Catch him two steps ahead of the grass, some of them holding him up hard. Zhu Junyang saw, his eyebrows slightly raised, reaching out to take over the fleshy little Lin.

Fang Haolin's little potty friend had just plunged into the embrace of her sister's incense spray. Before she could open a satisfied smile, she instantly went into a cold embrace. He glanced up and saw King Yangshen's cold face, and the bag's face wrinkled.

“Don't cry!” Zhu Junyang is truly a dark-faced demon star who can stop children's nightmares. After drinking lightly, Xiaolin's eyes contain a tear. If he doesn't fall, he can melt people's hearts.

Zhu Junyang saw the cute look of the little guy. Somehow, he suddenly thought about what he and Grass's children would look like in the future. Would he also be so meaty, soft and cute that people couldn't bear to make him suffer? Softened his voice, Zhu Junyang explained softly: “Sister is too thin to hold you. You are a boy, you want to protect your sister in the future, you can't move and cry. ”

Fang Haolin seemed to know nothing about nodding his head. He turned around and saw his parents smiling at him. He reached out his hand and looked at his parents with a small look for help. This uncle was horrible. Please help me!

The house town saw his son eating and enjoying himself beside him, and said to his daughter-in-law: "Let Junyang hold you! Lin 'er is going to be a general in the future. He can't be too brave. Get in touch with Junyang and practice your guts!” Look, did my father say that?

When turning to the little grass, the house town was another face: “Grass, it's cold outside, wear more clothes, watch out for the cold! Watch the flower lights later, there are many people, you guys, carefully protect the lady from being squeezed by others, you hear me!! ”

Fang Haolin: Lin Lin must have picked it up, sister is the biological... Lin Lin wants to run away from home and find her own father and mother! The little guy was frustrated and fated to stay honest in the arms of his future brother-in-law. He nodded and occasionally threw a pitiful glance at his sister.

Fortunately, after leaving the house, my sister has been carefully guarded by her future brother-in-law with an icy face. With his sister nearby, Fang Haolin's little bonsai friend was unhappy for a while, and soon he was happy.

The lights are as trendy as the seamen, the streets are lit, the old men and women, the young women lead the children, Hooper summons friends out of the hutong, run to the streets and spend a night of flower lights. Fearing that the grass would be crowded by the crowd, Zhu Junyang pushed hard and put Horin on his shoulder. One hand held his leg and the other held the grass in vain. When someone squeezes in, he pulls the person into his arms and protects her tightly.

For the first time, Fang Haolin was in such a high position. After a moment of awe, he became excited. He stood on his feet, looking at a half-cut head shorter than him, and not far away, one beautiful flower lamp after another, with a milky laugh from time to time, screaming occasionally with excitement.

The family started walking together, and as the streets became more crowded, three, three, two, two were squeezed away. Fortunately, not too far away, but also the high house Horin and his occasional screams as a reference, did not dissipate.

Shops on both sides of the street have been open since they broke five years ago. In order to attract guests and make fun of them, almost every store has a variety of flower lights hanging in front of its doors. The number and variety of flower lights also seem to show the strength and popularity of the store, the shopkeepers are very energetic and hang various flower lights. That look, the flower, bird, fish, worm, the landscape character, it's a bizarre coincidence. That color, red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, blue, violet, white, bright.

Large, small, square, round… in different shapes; red, yellow, green, purple… in thousands of colors; handkerchief, paper, glass, bamboo… in different materials. The most beautiful, of course, is the palace lamp with all kinds of patterns. What Erlong dragon bead lamp, Sanyang kaitai lamp, Four Seasons peace lamp, Wufu Lin door lamp, Eight Immortals crossing the sea lamp... It is truly amazing and fascinating.

Under the protection of Zhu Junyang, Yu Xiaoshuang was always able to occupy the most advantageous spot for the light, and she was almost obsessed with the ocean of the light.

And the most appealing thing about the house is the kids with all kinds of lanterns. Even with frozen redness, snot on their lips and snowflakes on their hair, their enthusiasm remains unchanged.

“Fish, horses, rabbits..." Fang Haolin pointed at the lantern held by the children and recognized the shape from time to time. Follow his little hand and Yu Xiaograss also saw children playing games and singing children's rhymes in lanterns. In an atmosphere of joy, children's innocent and innocent smiles can be so expensive.

A child without a flower lamp in his hand stood in front of a stall selling flower lamps and looked at them with his eyes shut. On the tail of the festival, but a wider family could not bear to brush the heart of a child. Even the roughest paper lamp can be used to replace the child's satisfied smiley face.

Parked at the stall of a flower lamp, Yu Xiaograss looked at the various lanterns on it, the simplest is bamboo makeup, white paper paste twelve zodiac lamps, chicken horse cow and sheep... all complete. The ones most popular with kids should be the ones with the four horse lights, sheep lights, rabbit lights... and the relative price will be higher. Anyone with such a light in their hand will always follow a few envious little friends. And that kid, he was so proud of his chest, he was so happy.

“Which one do you like, Grandpa buy it for you!!” Zhu Junyang saw the little girl's eyes staring at the lamp in the hand of her child. When did she not behave?

Yu Xiaograss glanced at him. “Am I a child now? How embarrassed am I to carry a light? Don't go blind with me! ”

“Why are you so blind? You're only thirteen years old, you're a minor, and you should carry a flower light. You like the kind with the grooves? Grandpa bought you one... How about this monkey standing upside down? Or the dog with the tongue?” Zhu Junyang was thrilled to help her choose.

Yu Xiaograss was not high, but he did not want to be caught by the cold house Horin Xiaobon friend. He grabbed Zhu Junyang's ear and pulled it hard. He shouted: "Little! Want that little light!! ”

Ever since Fang Haolin saw Yu's pet Xiaozi, he cried and shouted to take him home. Yu Xiaograss couldn't bear to cry over the New Year's Eve, so he borrowed Xiaozi for a few days (ask Xiaozi for psychological shadow area). Yu Xiaograss looked in the direction of the little guy's chubby little finger and found it to be a glass paper paste deer lamp.

In the future, my brother-in-law spoke. Zhu Junyang didn't like this guy's ears, but he paid to buy the deer lamp. With the candlelit deer lamp, curiosity was restored and a pair of rolling eyes were not idle at all. He was young, the couple in the house rarely took him out, and today he saw so many people, so many lights, so many lively streets, the little guy was upset.

At the insistence of Zhu Junyang, Yu Xiaograss picked a glass horse lamp drawing the eight immortals crossing the sea. The lamp kept spinning, and the pattern on it kept changing. Han Xiangzi sucked, Aunt He Xianyang gave her the honor, Zhang Guo Lao backwards riding the donkey... even the house Haolin carried on her shoulder was attracted, holding Zhu Junyang's head, looking down.

Yu Xiaoxue feared that he would fall and replace him with a walking light in his hand. However, the little guy's hands were small and he could not carry a glass walking light. He had to wrinkle his little face with regret and watch his sister carry him in his arms.

Soon, however, his attention was drawn to the sugar man. Sister once told him the story of the grand monkey's raging heavenly palace, so he chose the little monkey's sugar man. After a moment of play, he didn't resist the sweetness of the sugar man, biting off the grand monkey's head, drumming and chewing on the mumps.

“Pay attention, get your hair dirty and watch your ass bloom!!” Zhu Junyang, slightly cleansed, disliked the saliva he had eaten, busily pulled him off his shoulder, hugged one arm, borrowed a handkerchief from Xiaograss, impatiently wiped Xiaolin's chin with a dripping halla.

Seeing the ever cold-blooded King of Yangshen has such a patient side. Though impatient on his face, he was gentle on his hand, like a stern father, and though he was harsh on his children, he loved them no less than he did as a mother.

He'll be a good father someday, won't he? Yu Xiaograss looked at a big and small interaction, and the pear vortex in the corner of his mouth appeared.

“Eat… sugar for you.” After spending the night together, Fang Haolin's little potty friend seemed not afraid of Zhu Junyang anymore. He put a sugar man with a missing head in his hand and stuffed it in his mouth.

Zhu Junyang tried to avoid it. The disbelief in his breath did not conceal anything: “Who wants to eat the sugar man who dipped your saliva? All right, eat yourself! Grandpa doesn't need your kindness!! ”

It's rare to give someone something they like. Fang Haolin saw that he was ungrateful. He drummed his little mouth and took back the sugar man. “Ah woo" bit off half the monkey's body again, chewed it squeamishly, and the saliva was also raging. Zhu Junyang helplessly wiped his face. He was born to this day. Who has he served? Sure enough, kids are sharpeners!!

“Eat?” Yu Xiaograss bought a string of candy gourds, bit half the red fruit, and the sour wrinkled his whole face.

“Eat!” In fact, Zhu Junyang didn't like anything sour. He could see the toothmark on half the red fruit on the bamboo stamp. He stretched his neck and took the remaining half of the red fruit into his mouth, chewing it tastefully.

“Dipped my sister's saliva, you ate it!!” Fang Haolin complained: you eat what she gave you, you don't eat Linlin's, you don't give the baby face!!

Zhu Junyang still has a cold face, but his breath is full of scoundrels: “Grandpa likes to eat your sister's saliva. Why? Wouldn't it be scriptural and earthly for men to eat a woman's saliva? Save your saliva for your future daughter-in-law! ”