Chapter 82 Storm

ps plus more pink

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Drama and entertainment is one of the twenty-four pictures of filial piety, which tells the story of Lao Laizi, a hermit in the State of Chu in the Spring and Autumn Period. In order to avoid the chaos of the world, he cultivated himself in the southern foothills of Mengshan Mountain and was filial to his parents. At the age of 70, he was not old. He often wore five-color clothes and played like a child in his hand to win the rattle of his parents. Once he sent water to his parents, he fell when he entered the house. He was afraid that his parents would be sad, so he simply lay on the ground and went to school. The child cried, which made the second boss laugh.

Shen Zhongqi is a filial son. Seeing that Zhen Shiniang posted this, he must like it.

Rongsheng deliberately cleaned up the east house like that. Magpie guessed that Shen Zhongqi must have planned to live occasionally. He wanted to seize the opportunity to hold his heart. Zhen Shiniang's room must not hang something childish and childish. It is best to cater to his filial piety and paste 24 filial piety pictures.

But Jianwen Jianwu just wanted to post Nezha to make trouble in the sea, saying that the play was not lively, but Zhen Shiniang didn't say anything about it.

"Miss, do you hear me?!" Seeing that Zhen Shiniang's eyes had been looking at Jian Wu's brief couplet, with an absent-minded look, the magpie shouted discontentedly.

This is a big deal, and it can't be ambiguous.

This magpie is about to become a mother in the past two days.

The pregnant person is unreasonable. Zhen Shiniang looked back at her with a smile, "I know. You go quickly."

Only then did the magpie follow Li Changhe with satisfaction.

After all, Nezha was posted to the East House by Jian Wu. At this time, Zhen Shiniang was sitting on the kang, smilingly looking at the little Nezha, who was entangled in the sky, stepping on the wind and fire wheel, holding a fire pointed gun, and soaring angrily on the sea of the blue sky.

Jian Wu likes this little Nezha with a closed mouth and looks like a little adult. She told them the story of Nezha making trouble in the sea. On the day the painting was bought, the two gave full play to their rich associations and impromptuly performed a wonderful "Nezha's Sea Postscript", thinking of Jian Wu's Shi Niang's eyes were full of smiles, and her eyes became softer and softer.

My son likes Nezha and insists on posting it here. I don't know what will happen to Shen Zhongqi when he sees it?

Will you not laugh at her?

The reason why Magpie firmly opposes is probably because he is afraid that he doesn't like it, right? Insist that she is also trying to please Shen Zhongqi, right?

However, this is Jianwen Jianwu's home. They are so enthusiastic and like it. How can she not agree? They can be around her knees like this. There are not many carefree days, and now they can be happier day by day.

As for Shen Zhongqi, he is just a passer-by in her life, and his joys and sorrows have nothing to do with her.

Just looking out of her mind, Zhen Shiniang frowned when she heard a noise outside.

"...The pink wall will be black as soon as it is removed." Qiu Ju looked at the snow-white wall facing the door in the corridor and stamped her feet straight. "If you don't take it off, the New Year's greetings will laugh to death!" I don't know. I thought their family couldn't read, so they posted a good blessing, "What should I do?" There was a faint cry in his voice.

"I have a way!" Jian Wen clapped his hands and said, "Let's paste the picture of the five children fighting lotus here." He climbed on the stool and gestured, "It's all covered at once." The painting was originally intended to be posted in the backyard, but now in order to cover up its shame, he had to give up his love. Jian Wen said and looked at Jian Wu.

"Yes, that's it!" Jian Wu nodded, "Sister Qiu Ju, go and get the painting quickly." He also told me, "Don't let my mother know."

"This..." Qiu Ju always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't say it. She blinked and looked at the long and narrow wall in front of her.

"Where can I paste New Year's paintings in the cloister?" Ji Huaifeng, who had never said anything, interrupted and said, "The wall skirt in the cloister is high, and the painting is wide. There is no gap at all, and it's still good to see."

It's a sticker, it's obviously a paste wall.

Several other guards also shook their heads, "...Take it off and powder it again." It will be powdered in a few times.

After all, it's a child. A little thing makes a mess, and it's like the sky is falling down.

Several nurses can't hide the laughter in their eyes.

Jianwen blushed, "Today is the Spring Festival. What's the hurry?"

"True ink, just such a small piece, and on the corridor, don't be afraid of anything!" Sun Qingliang disdained the nursing home.

"Brother Wen..." It was said very uncomfortable, and Qiu Ju quietly pulled Jianwen's clothes.

"I'm afraid my mother will be angry!" Seeing that his brother was robbed, Jian Wu's face suddenly turned red to his neck, "What does a wet wall look like on New Year's Eve?" His tone was decisive and domineering, "My mother said this is my home, and I can do it!" Pointing to the winter chrysanthemum that had been silent, "... go and get the painting!" He looks like a little bully. He looks like a little bully.

The winter chrysanthemum shivered, and it was in his mouth.

Seeing Jianwen win the eyes on himself, Jian Wu turned around.

Zhen Shi Niang was looking at him with a smile.

"Mother..." Jian Wu's momentum suddenly faded, "I... I put the Fu character down..." His voice was as low as a mosquito.

He assured his mother that he could do it well.

"What did Brother Wu say?" Zhen Shiniang bent down and listened with her ears sideways.

"I pasted the word "Fu" down, and I still want to cover it with the five-child lotus picture behind my mother's back..." Jian Wu's voice mentioned it a little, and it happened that Zhen Shi Niang could hear it clearly.

"What?" Zhen Shiniang frowned.

Knowing that his mother made him admit his mistakes loudly, Jian Wu squeezed his lips vigorously. Since childhood, his mother has taught them that "knowing mistakes can correct them, and it's great to be good." It's not that he doesn't dare to admit it, but he is unwilling to do it in front of these strange nursing homes.

I just finished my power with them.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and Zhen Shiniang slowly straightened up.

Seeing that his mother was about to turn around, Jian Wu was so scared that he grabbed her, "Mom, I was wrong!" He bulged his lips and said loudly, "I pasted the word "Fu" and failed my mother's trust!"

Zhen Shi Niang showed a smile on her face, "Brother Wu said that our family's blessing has arrived."

Is the blessing here?

"Mother, mother..." Jian Wu Jianwen grabbed Zhen Shi Niang's skirt and looked at her without blinking, and his little face turned red.

Mother means...

Zhen Shiniang nodded with a smile, "Qiu Ju Chuyi stood under the word "Fu". If anyone says that our family's blessing has arrived, you can return a salute and say thank you." It is not uncommon to post blessings during the New Year in the previous life, as if it has become a custom.

Is that all right?

Finally understood what Zhen Shiniang meant, and the nurses opened their eyes wide in astonishment.

"I see!" Jian Wen and Jian Wu jumped up and said, "Our family's blessing has arrived... The blessing has arrived at our family!" For a long time, Jian Wen ran to Zhen Shi Niang panting, "Mom, mother, can we paste the rest of the blessing characters upside down?"

"Of course." Zhen Shiniang patted his little face with a smile, "However, Brother Wen should see clearly. The character Fu can be turned down. It's not good to let those dolls bow down to us for the New Year."

In addition to a single Fu character, Zhen Shiniang also bought some Fu characters with paper-cut paintings around, with all kinds of Fuwa in the corners, or a carp, or a bright red Fu character printed on her belly pocket.

"Mom, don't worry, I won't be wrong again this time!" Jian Wu patted his chest and promised to call Brother Ji. Seeing the other nurseries beside him, Jian Wu turned his head again, reached out and pulled Jian Wen and walked into the room, "... Let's go and paste one in the mother's room first!"

Seeing her son enter the house, Zhen Shiniang smiled.

She slowly turned around and quietly looked at the four nursing homes guarded by Ji Huaifeng.

The four subconsciously straightened up.

"Miss..." Ji Huaifeng shouted.

Zhen Shiniang withdrew her eyes and pointed to the door, "If you don't want to be a nurse, the door is there. You can leave at any time!" She changed the topic and said, "No matter how young Brother Wen and Brother Wu are, they are also masters. They are responsible for what they decide; I don't want to hear you talk to them in this tone again!" The voice is not high, but it is full of awe-inspiring and inviolable dignity.

Joke, she hired a doorman for money, not to bully their orphans and widows!

At least they are also indomitable men. How can they be scolded by a woman?

The four of them couldn't hang up, and Sun Qingliang's face was even more purple-red. He raised his legs and was about to move forward. He was stopped by Ji Huaifeng. He arched his hand and punched Zhen Shiniang, "Just now we were abrupt. Miss, don't worry, there will never be

Hearing the sound of footsteps walking away, Ji Huaifeng slowly raised his head and looked at Zhen Shiniang's back gradually becoming deeper.

Zhen Shi Niang was watching Jian Wu being held by Ji Huaifeng to hang a small flag on the lantern pole through the clear glass. Jian Wen raised her neck below and pointed and shouted. She quietly looked at her son holding his little mouth, looking like a little adult. Zhen Shiniang's eyes were soft into water.

I don't know if this simple martial arts is the result of her education or who she is. She likes to do everything by herself. The original two-foot-high lantern pole has been tied and the pine branch has been erected. The two brothers had a whim and insisted on putting some colorful flags on the pine branch. Her son was happy. Naturally A kind of scenery.

Zhen Shiniang shook her head funnyly.

Why can't he just stand below and command like Jianwen and let Ji Huaifeng do it alone?

It's good now. He was sweating profusely. Ji Huaifeng stood on the ladder like this and held him harder. Suddenly, his eyelids jumped:

This Ji Huaifeng, standing on such a high ladder, holding a five-year-old child who can't move left and right for a moment in his hand. How can he be so relaxed?

Jian Wu was sweating, but his face did not blush and his heart did not beat, and he looked like he was lifting weight.

Zhen Shiniang was in a panic, and she suddenly turned around and ran out.

Chef Xu Fenglan pushed the door and came in, "Miss, the meat stuffing has been chopped."

Seeing her, Zhen Shiniang calmed down in an instant. She wiped the sweat on her forehead, "I'll adjust the dumplings. You go to the backyard and call Changhai..."

Changhai is Li Changhe's younger brother. Because he gave the magpie and Changhe a holiday, Zhen Shiniang left him and was cleaning up the donkey-hide gelatin room in the backyard. She can no longer boil the donkey-hide gelatin. She has to destroy the donkey-hide gelatin room as soon as possible.

Adjust the dumplings, Xu Fenglan has kneaded the noodles, and the winter chrysanthemum has been put on the top.

Jian Wu Jianwen ran in, "Mom, mother... The couplet has been pasted, and the lantern has been hung up. What else is there to do?"

Zhen Shiniang looked at Ji Huaifeng standing respectfully outside the kitchen, and then looked down at her son dotingly, "The rest... Our brother Wen and Brother Wu are left to dress beautifully and wait for the New Year's Eve dinner..." RS