Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Fuduo let go of the bun, dried his cheek, and said to the outside world in a low voice, "in."
The door pushes open, blue Ying son takes servant girl to rush into the room in a hurry.
"I heard that you went to Shen's old yard to sleep for half a night last night? What do you think? If Shen Xu does not want you, you don't have to be so sad. Instead, you lose your price. If he doesn't want you, he is blind. Can't our Miss LAN find her husband's family? " As soon as LAN Ying'er enters the room, she holds Fuduo's hand tightly.
Fuduo looked at her, slightly hooked the lower lip corner, some pale.
Baozi sits on the side of the bed, dangling his short legs, looking at LAN Ying'er and his mother-in-law's deep love, but he doesn't say a word.
Fuduo looked at him. The more he looked, the more he liked him.
Holding the bun in her arms, she gently grasped his little hand, pinched his little face, raised her hand and patted his little shoulder. She couldn't help but hook up the corner of her lip. "It's growing so fast. It's a young man."
Steamed stuffed bun
LAN Ying'er
Seeing that Fuduo doesn't pay attention to her at all, LAN Ying'er takes a deep breath, pats Fuduo on the shoulder, bites her teeth and says, "Fuduo, I'm talking to you. Are you stupid after sleeping in the yard all night?"
Fuduo didn't answer her. He pinched baozi's arm and legs.
When she left, Baozi had a long arm, but her little face had not been opened. Her eyes could only be opened a little, and she was still ugly.
Suddenly, it turned into a little doll carved with powder and jade.
"Child, how old are you this year?" She was holding the bun and shaking it gently in her arms.
She pinched the steamed buns all over. Hearing her question, she immediately replied without hesitation, "you are 300 years old now. Your memory is really poor, mother. You don't even remember how many children you have."
Fuduo felt sorry and nodded, "yes, it's my mother's fault..."
She gently touched the head of the steamed stuffed bun and sighed, "I still remember that you were just a little bit. I can't bear to leave you, but..."
No matter how reluctant it is, it is also willing to be.
Baozi listened to fuduoduo's silence. As soon as he looked up, he saw fuduoduo's eyes were red. He immediately stretched out his arms and hugged her, "mother, don't cry, ok..."
Fuduo's eyes were red and he bit his lips tightly. He didn't let a drop of tears slip out.
On one side, LAN Ying'er is stunned.
What is it?
This baby is 300 years old?
What does Fuduo mean?
LAN Ying'er stares at Fuduo and baozi, and her eyes can be described as shock.
It's over, Fuduo. Isn't it stupid to be stimulated? And stupid with this kid!
Thinking of this, LAN Ying'er immediately turns around and plans to talk about it with old lady LAN. The whole family discusses the situation. If there is a disease, it must be cured!
"Wait a minute." Suddenly a familiar voice came from behind.
The footstep suddenly Dun in that, blue Ying son immediately turns round, gallantly replies: "in, what do you need to order? Just say it
Fudo lowered his eyebrows and thought for two seconds.
A moment later, she raised her hand and took off the wooden hairpin on her head. A piece of green silk fell like a waterfall, and there were a lot of white hair in it.
She slowly goes to the dresser, finds out all the wooden hairpins Shen Xu has made for her, takes out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, writes a letter, finds a box, puts the letter and the wooden hairpin in, and sends them to LAN Ying'er.
"Send it to Shen Xu." She said.