son of knowing

The days passed like this day by day, and the blink of an eye is the end of the year.Every household is preparing for the New Year, and the school has long been dispersed.

"Winter Wonton, New Year's Hoto", on New Year's Eve, Ru Lan comfortably drank a small bowl of Hoto, and the sound of firecrackers sounded in her ears from time to time, and pots of charcoal fires were placed on the halls of every household in Bianjing, reflecting the whole sky The bright red color also made her complexion flushed, very festive.

The statue of Zhong Kui had already been replaced on the door, with angry eyes wide open, Ru Lan glanced at it curiously, then nestled in the arms of the eldest lady again, and said: "Mother, this Zhong Kui statue has to be hung every year, my daughter occasionally gets up Seeing it at night, I don’t know how many times I was frightened.”

Mrs. Wang said: "Zhong Kui is like a town house, lest any monsters enter the house. Zhong Kui seems to be more majestic, the better." .

Thinking about the New Year's Eve, why bother thinking about those disgusting things in Lin Xige, he changed the topic and said: "The statue of Zhong Kui given by the government is hung in the grandmother's house. After the New Year's Eve dinner, we will go to the grandmother's house." Here, go and watch the year with your sixth younger sister."

Ru Lan opened her black and white eyes, and asked: "Then the Zhong Kui statue here is also given by the government?"

"Where did the government give so many statues of Zhong Kui? These are gifts from your father's colleagues. I think they are pretty good, so I hang them here."

Ru Lan asked again: "Do you want to give this Zhong Kui statue away?"

"It's about the same." Mrs. Wang guessed that it was almost time, so she took Rulan to the front hall for dinner.

Ru Lan is thoughtful.

This Zhong Kui looks like she has never given it to Brother Yuan Ruo!

New Year's Eve, the end of the year, the younger generations toasted the old lady one by one, said some pleasant words, and had a lively meal.

Seeing this exceptionally harmonious scene, Sheng Hong also softened his face, seeing Rulan white and tender, eating.Because of the height of the chair, she swung her legs, like a carefree boy under the Guanyin, and she was full of love and affection.Then he reached out and hugged her, jokingly said, "I'm much fatter than before."

Minglan swallowed a piece of fish meat, and the corners of her lips slightly curled up upon hearing this.is not that right?The little father-in-law in the private school feeds the fifth sister every day, and it is only natural that the fifth sister has become more plump.

Ru Lan was already a little dissatisfied with Sheng Hong's teasing her during the meal, and when she saw Sheng Hong open her mouth, she said she was fat, a little annoyed, and said: "The last time Daddy hugged me was a few months ago."

Sheng Hong couldn't help but think of the pillows that Lin Xiaoniang secretly blew before, saying that she was greedy, and Mo Lan kindly persuaded her, and Mo Lan was annoyed, so he bluffed: "You just eat those things for a while. I ate too much sweet and greasy fruit, so I got fat like this, just like your fourth sister, so don’t eat these in the future.”

Come again and again, everyone will only use this method against her.Even if she is fat, she won't imitate Mo Lan's bony and boneless goblin.

Ru Lan was so annoyed that she broke away from Sheng Hong's embrace, hung on the old lady again like a little monkey, and complained: "Grandma, Daddy won't let me eat."

Old Madam Sheng smiled and nodded her head: "You silly monkey." Then she said to Sheng Hong, "Little girl loves Jiao, no wonder she is annoyed when you say that she is fat." She lowered her eyes, calmly, "I see that the fifth girl has a good physique, but the fourth girl is too slender."

"Mother taught me that. It's just that Rulan is going to be a big girl after all, and seeing that her heart is full of these things. My son is anxious, so he doesn't know what to say." Sheng Hong never mentioned Mo Lan's matter. "Forget it, eating more of those fruits is not good for your health, so you can eat less."

The old lady said to Ru Lan: "Did you hear, your father has spoken."

"Granddaughter knows." When she goes to school, Brother Yuan Ruo will naturally find food for her, and she just needs to get through these few days.

On New Year's Eve, as usual, we must keep the year old.

For example, the children of Lan Minglan beat the ashes with a bamboo pole full of copper coins. It is said that as long as they beat the ashes, they will turn bad luck into good luck, and bring good luck in death, and many wishes will come true.

After the ashes are piled up, the loose pot should be burned to drive away evil spirits and pray for good luck.

Rulan secretly made a wish: I hope that next year she will still have more fruits than she can eat, Yuanruo brother still dislikes Molan just like her, and also hopes that everyone in the Sheng family will be safe and sound, except Molan and Lin Xiaoniang.

Rulan used to be a child who went to bed early, and she couldn't stand it any longer. She forced the magpie to bring her a pen and paper, and then dragged Minglan to paint with her.

Minglan has no objection to this, the elders don't need to keep watch on New Year's Eve, as for the children, the activities and pastimes are the same.However, she remembered that Fifth Sister was not good at drawing, so how could she be so carefree.

She asked this question, but only got one sentence: This is a secret.

Minglan thought, what secret does her fifth sister have, all her thoughts are on the bright side, her eyes are so clear that she can see into the bottom.Even if it is a secret, it will be revealed by itself in a short while.

Sure enough, Ru Lan drew a few strokes on the paper, then put down the pen in satisfaction, handed the masterpiece in front of her, and said somewhat proudly: "Sixth sister, take a look, is the portrait of Zhong Kui I drew majestic?"

Minglan can only vaguely tell from these few ink marks that this is a portrait, but she is always smart, following Rulan's words: "Extremely majestic."

"That's good." Ru Lan blew on the portrait, trying to make the ink dry earlier. "This portrait will definitely be able to calm Brother Yuan Ruo's house."

Minglan secretly rolled her eyes, and almost wanted to shout into her fifth sister's ear: Fifth sister, wake up, no matter what the little prince receives, as long as it has your name on it, he will be happy.You just give him a blank piece of paper, and he can boast flowers.

The facts were just as Ming Lan expected.

When the painting was passed to Qi Heng from the greeting card sent by the Sheng family to Duke Qi's mansion in a tortuous way, Qi Heng never knew that it was painted by Ru Lan himself, and the handsome eyebrows and eyes couldn't hide his joy. .

He unfolded the portrait carefully.

It's not because he looked at it quietly, it's just an ordinary freehand portrait, and Magpie said to him like this, Zhong Kui's portrait, who Zhong Kui has such a blurred face?

"It's a statue of Zhong Kui." Qi Heng affirmed.

Not surprised, he couldn't help asking: "Master, when did you and Miss Wu become so connected?" He hasn't told Qi Heng yet that this is the statue of Zhong Kui.

Qi Heng blushed when he heard the words "mind-to-heart" and pointed to the inscription: "Fifth sister wrote it here." Because of the defense between men and women, Ru Lan didn't sign it either, and only wrote the word Zhong Kui on it.

Not for: oh.

He changed the subject in an attempt to cover up his embarrassment: "The Sheng family's greeting card seems to be written by the master of the Sheng family, the fourth girl and the second son, and the princess praised the word for its beauty."

Qi Heng looked at the crooked Zhong Kui word on the portrait, his gaze narrowed slightly.

Is he going to let the fifth sister practice calligraphy?At least her name should be on the greeting card for the coming year.

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Ru Lan: I can't write well, but I can draw well.

Qi Heng: Fifth sister's calligraphy and paintings are all good.

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