Dad: I will farm and raise children after quitting the circle

Chapter 157 Dad ~ Fa Fa ~
"I didn't know the moon when I was young, and it was called a white jade plate.

He also suspected Yaotai mirror, flying in the blue clouds. "

Bai Jian'an was lying on the reclining chair, reciting this poem about an exiled immortal, and looking at the moon in the sky with the little boy lying in his arms.

On August [-]th, the night before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is round, big and bright, and you can clearly see the white clouds flowing under the blue sky.

"Grandpa~Liangliang~" Xiao Guaiguai pointed to the big moon in the sky.

"Yes, Liangliang!" Bai Jianan coaxed her.

Su Xiaoting came out of the house with a grapefruit in her arms. Seeing this scene, she said anxiously, "Sister, you can't point at the moon. You will have your ears cut off when you sleep at night!"

Xiaoguai obediently turned her head to look at Su Xiaoting, still pointing at the moon, "Sister~ Liangliang~ Big~"

Su Xiaoting put the pomelo on the table in the yard, then went to press down Xiaoguaiguai's hand, pointed to her ear and emphasized seriously: "Sister, pointing to the moon will have her ears cut off!"

Xiaoguaiguai blinked her big eyes blankly, and looked at Su Xiaoting blankly.

Bai Jian'an watched with a smile, but didn't make a sound.

Su Xiaoting put it another way: "The ears will hurt!"

"It hurts~" Xiaoguai understood now, and raised his hands to cover his ears, making Bai Jian'an laugh.

"Tingting, sit down, grandpa will teach you to read a poem." Bai Jianan pointed to the chair next to him.

When Su Xiaoting heard it, her expression turned bitter, and she cautiously asked tentatively, "Grandpa Bai, can you stop reading poetry?"

Bai Jian'an was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Then don't read it!"

Su Xiaoting breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried away, afraid that Grandpa Bai would teach her to read poems again later, since they are still on vacation, and children still think they can't play enough, how could they be able to read poems!
Seeing Su Xiaoting walking away, Bai Jian'an looked down at the top of Xiao Guaiguai's head, and said with a smile, "Guaiguai, grandpa will teach you to read poems, okay?"

The little boy blinked again, babbling.

Bai Jian'an was overjoyed, "My dear boy, this is your promise? Come on, my dear boy, read with grandpa, I don't know the moon when I'm young."

Little boy: "￥%&*#"

"The hour does not know the month."

"&￥%#*"

Bai Jian'an was left speechless, he wondered how Su Xiaoting taught Xiaoguai to recite poems obediently.

But he didn't believe in evil, no matter how the little boy uttered baby language, he continued to teach him word by word.

In the room, Su Xiaoting discussed with Su Qinghe: "Uncle Qinghe, can I ask Aunt Haiyan to come over and watch the moon together?"

"I've called your Aunt Haiyan, and she said she'll come later."

Hearing that Aunt Haiyan would come later, Su Xiaoting was secretly happy. Since her mother left, Aunt Haiyan spent every Mid-Autumn Festival with her. She spread a bamboo mat in the yard, and the two of them lay on it, looking at the moon in the sky Aunt Haiyan told her the story of Chang'e flying to the moon.

"Tingting, take out this box of mooncakes!" Su Qinghe handed over a box of mooncakes to Su Xiaoting. The little girl insisted on helping, but Su Qinghe didn't show any respect to her.

Su Xiaoting happily took the moon cake and went out again.

Appreciating the moon in the yard should have been on August [-]th. At least in Su Qinghe’s memory, every household in Shuangtang Village sat around a table in the yard on the night of August [-]th, watching the moon and chatting. The children get together and walk from house to house.

But now this tradition seems to have changed. Because the Mid-Autumn Festival is usually the last day of the holiday, many people go back to the city where they study or work before even having dinner after worshiping their ancestors during the day.Therefore, the custom of appreciating the moon was advanced to August [-]th. In fact, it is not only for appreciating the moon, but also has the meaning of offering sacrifices to the moon.

In this relatively traditional and backward mountain town, the customs of traditional festivals are still relatively important and have not been greatly impacted.

For Su Qinghe, admiring the moon on the [-]th is also very good, after all, according to the old lady and uncle, it has been raining on August [-]th at home for many years.And even if it doesn’t rain on the Mid-Autumn Festival, it’s not impossible to enjoy the moon after the [-]th and [-]th, and even the [-]th.

Su Haiyan came with Su Quan and Su Fu.

"Why are you two here too, so you don't have to stay at home with your parents?" Su Qinghe was a little surprised, his name was not Su Quan and Su Fu.

"Don't mention it!" Su Quan sighed, "They are getting annoyed seeing me, so I just ran out and let them see nothing!"

Su Fu also nodded and said, "It's not that we don't want to accompany them, but that they don't even think about having a good time during the festival! Those who are celebrating this big festival are still urging to find a partner. Doesn't this spoil the atmosphere?"

Su Qinghe choked for a moment, and didn't know what to say.

"As long as there is a way, I can stay at home with the cheek to accompany them, but there is no way, they just keep talking, I am annoyed, and they are also annoyed!" Su Quan vomited bitterness, feeling extremely aggrieved in his heart "I even suspect that my failure to find a partner has become their heart disease. If this continues, I will not dare to come back during the Chinese New Year!"

"Okay, okay!" Su Qinghe stopped the two of them from continuing to talk, and if they continued talking, watching the moon and chatting well would become a meeting for the two brothers to complain.

At this time, Su Qinghe sensed a light, and then the little girl screamed, "Sister~ sister~ give it to me~"

Su Qinghe turned his head and looked, it turned out that Su Xiaoting was holding a lit fairy wand in her hand, the dazzling sparks reflected her slightly excited little face, Xiaoguai stood aside and reached out to grab it, but was held down by the old lady .

Su Qinghe's eyes shifted and he saw that Su Haiyan was still holding a lot of fairy sticks in his hand, "Sister Yan, when did you go to buy fireworks?"

"I went to the fireworks shop to buy it in the afternoon, do you want to come and play?" Su Haiyan said.

Su Qinghe shook his head, he doesn't like to play with this kind of small fireworks.

"Father~Fafa~" Seeing her father looking this way, Xiao Guaiguai immediately pointed to the spark that was blooming in Su Xiaoting's hand, and shouted excitedly.

"Do you want to play, too?" Su Qinghe asked dotingly.

"Yeah~ I want to play~" Xiao Guaiai's eyes lit up, he nodded his head heavily, and twisted his body under the control of the old lady.

Su Qinghe walked over, and Su Haiyan handed him a fairy stick. As soon as Su Qinghe took it, the free little boy fell for him, hugging his thigh and wanted to grab the fairy stick.

"Daddy~give it to me~"

"Baby, don't worry, wait for Dad to light the fireworks first!" Su Qinghe subdued Xiaoguai with one hand, kept Xiaoguai behind him, and stretched the fairy wand in Su Xiaoting's side, "Tingting, borrow a fire!"

The fairy wand was lit, Su Qinghe squatted down, imprisoned Xiao Guaiguai in his arms, grabbed her little hand and grabbed the fairy wand together.

The little guy is surprisingly quiet, his big eyes are piercing, reflecting the blooming fireworks.

"Hey, aren't the fireworks beautiful?" Su Qinghe asked in a low voice with his chin resting on the little guy's shoulder and against the little guy's ear.

It took the little guy a while to answer softly.

"beautiful~"

(End of this chapter)