Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

Cui Sanning saw that there were many people and the box in her hand was too heavy. She stood next to the entrance and opened a drawer and put it in when no one was paying attention to her.

I thought I would leave it here first and return it to Uncle San later when no one is around.

Entering the living room, Jiang Xiannan and Lin Langyin sat on the sofa and looked at photos on the computer, while Quan Yu stood in front of the wall behind the sofa and looked at the things on it.

Cui Sanning followed his gaze and looked up. There were many photos hanging on the wall, some of her alone, and some of her with friends and family.

There are also some weird gadgets that I brought back when I was on a business trip or traveling.

Quan Yu's eyes were fixed on the middle photo, which was a family portrait, including Sang Sang, Mu Bai, her mother, and her stepfather and stepsister.

The photos are very heartwarming.

He had seen these photos the last time he came here, but he had no chance to take a closer look at them.

Cui Sanning walked to him quietly.

Quan Yu's eyes moved down and landed on a place where there were photos of her when she was studying. Some were wearing high school uniforms, and some were wearing bachelor's uniforms in college.

He pointed to one of them and asked her: "When was this picture taken?"

Cui Sanning looked at where he was pointing. Embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face, and he said in a soft voice: "My brother took me skiing during my high school graduation trip. He didn't catch me, and then I fell and my head got stuck in the snowdrift." inside."

So in the photo, Cui Sanning, who was wearing a mint green ski suit, had his head stuck in a snowdrift and his feet were in the air.

Hearing them discussing the photos, Lin Langyin turned around and lay half on the back of the sofa and said, "It looks good, these photos are probably taken by me."

When Jiang Xiannan heard this, she quickly got up to take a look. She had just walked straight to the sofa to discuss the photos with Lin Langyin, and had not had time to look around the room.

Her eyes fell on those small and exquisite ornaments, and she was surprised: "They are so beautiful."

She looked sideways and asked, "Sister Sang Ning, can I take it off and take a look?"

Cui Sanning nodded: "Okay, just look at it."

With permission, Jiang Xiannan carefully took down a painted Buddha head tea cup, put it in his hand to look at it carefully, and handed it to Quan Yu: "Uncle, isn't it beautiful?"

Cui Sanning said: "These little things are all handmade."

It represents the customs and customs of every place she has visited.

"The one in your hand is a painted Dunhuang Buddha head. I bought it when I went to Dunhuang on a business trip."

He gestured to her to look at several others of the same style on the wall and said, "Together with the one in your hand, it's a tea set."

Jiang Xiannan held the tea cup in his hand and asked, "Then why don't you make tea with it? It looks so beautiful."

Quan Yu's eyes twitched and he was speechless.

Cui Sanning was also stunned, not knowing how to answer her question.

Lin Langyin, on the other hand, laughed out loud and said: "Isn't it beautiful? The one in your hand has all the golden parts painted with principal. Each one is unique. You can't find the same one in the world. "

After Jiang Xiannan listened, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the tea cup in his hand, motionless.

Quan Yu glanced at her: "Why, are you reflecting on why you don't study more?"

Jiang Xiannan slowly shook his head and said with a serious face: "This thing suddenly feels a little hot."

She looked at Quan Yu: "Uncle, help me put it back."

She made me laugh. Things don’t necessarily have to be expensive. The value of a collection lies in the meaning given to it by the collector.

Jiang Xiannan put the tea cup back, and his eyes fell on a palm-sized pottery next to him: "What is this?"

Cui Sanning looked over: "This is the goddess playing the pipa in the Dunhuang murals."

"It was given to me by the curator of the museum."

Jiang Xiannan looked at the decorations and photos on the wall with envy, and she vowed: "In the future, my footsteps will be everywhere in the world."

Like Sister Sang Ning and others, do meaningful things.

She is determined to photograph the unknown sufferings in the world and make them public. She also wants to appreciate the unique and colorful folk culture and leave evidence so that they can be passed down.

Lin Langyin looked at Jiang Xiannan, who had a determined look on her face. Her personality was lively and energetic, but at the moment, the faith and pursuit in her eyes were very similar to those of the quiet and reserved Sansan.

It's as if they were born with a certain mission.

Cui Sanning bent down and opened the drawers on the low table by the wall, took out a box and handed it to Jiang Xiannan: "This is for you."

Jiang Xiannan took it and opened it and looked at it. It was a brooch. The white deer was surrounded by elegant and luxurious shawls, as if it would fly away on the clouds in the next second.

It seems that everything related to Dunhuang has been given divinity inexplicably.

Cui Sanning asked her: "Do you like it?"

Jiang Xiannan nodded vigorously: "I like it."

From behind, Lin Langyin asked curiously: "What is it? Come here and let me take a look."

Jiang Xiannan came to her with the brooch and handed it to her to see.

Cui Sanning looked away from her and looked at the people aside. She said, "Uncle Third, is there anything you like here? I can give it to you."

After all, she had taken advantage of him a lot, and she would be embarrassed if she didn't give him something.

Quan Yu's eyes moved from the wall to Cui Sanning's face, looking at her with unknown meaning. After two seconds of silence, he asked, "Anything is okay?"

Cui Sanning nodded, raised his hand to signal, and said in a bold tone: "Pick whatever you want."

The corners of Quan Yu's mouth raised, but he didn't say what he wanted, but his eyes were looking straight at her photo on the wall.

I thought to myself: I don’t want those gadgets, I just want the girl in this photo.

The words that came out of his mouth were: "No need."

Thinking that he didn't like it, Cui Sanning didn't force him to give it to him. When giving gifts, it is natural to give them to others who like them.

Seeing that he was looking seriously, Cui Sanning looked back at Chi Suizhou who was busy in the kitchen.

Without disturbing Quan Yu, he walked towards the kitchen. As soon as she reached the kitchen door, Chi Suizhou looked at her and said, "Why are you in?"

Cui Sanning glanced at the kitchen: "Do you need my help?"

Then he added: "The kind that doesn't require firing."

It's a bit funny, knowing that she felt that it was not good to stay alone in the kitchen and felt guilty, so she found something to do.

Chi Suizhou thought for a while, then glanced at the vegetables in the bag next to him: "Then you wash the vegetables?"

Cui Sanning made an OK gesture, rolled up his sleeves and was about to wash the vegetables.

As soon as he lifted his feet, someone held his shoulders down from behind.

He turned back blankly: "Third uncle?"

Quan Yu pulled her to the kitchen door and squeezed in: "I'll help him, you get out."

As he said that, he walked to the pool carrying the vegetables in the bag.

Cui Sanning stood at the door. Seeing that the two people inside seemed to have no time to talk to him, he said leisurely: "Okay."

Then he turned around and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

After looking at the kitchen in silence for a few seconds, she suddenly reached out and touched Lin Langyin next to her: "Isn't it good for us to be like this?"

Is there any reason to let guests cook?