Thunderstorm

first plum

"Yuzai..."

"Ah."

"Today's Qixi Festival..."

"Ok?"

"So can you change the tune!"

Second maple cherry

"Uncle Fengxiu, Uncle Fengxiu, this is a Qixi Festival gift for you!" Xiao Fang held up a purse and looked at Master Fengxiu with sparkling eyes.

"Xiao Mian has grown up too~ Can someone invite you to watch the lanterns today?" Master Fengxiu shook his fan, glanced at Master Fuyingzhai who was hiding in the corner of the wall and was staring at them, and stroked the little girl. free head.

"Uncle Fengxiu, I... I have to go out beforehand, you and the master have to eat and drink medicine!" Xiao Fang blushed, whispered, and ran out quickly.

"My little boy!"

As soon as Fengxiu turned her head, she saw the tearful Master Fuying holding her hand against the corner, and she couldn't help laughing: "Okay, the child will grow up anyway. Today's Qixi Festival, can't you take care of me in front of you?"