Qian'er and the toddler are already one-year-old dolls, walking steadily, and speaking clearly, even earlier than Yan'er.
They look more beautiful and lovable.
The white round face, fleshy, big round eyes, and scary long eyelashes.
Especially my sister Qianyu, with a cinnabar mole on the center of her eyebrows, although she is only one year old, she is unforgettable.
Both sisters are the embryos of little beauties.
It's just that the two of them are very naughty.
No one cares at this moment. They climbed onto the mother's back leg one by one and got into the mother's arms. You grab me and I will poke you.
The giggles kept chuckling, and it was fun to play.
Aunt Mo Chun is now in charge of taking care of the two little princesses. Standing behind Yun Dai, she sighed in a low voice, "Today, the Mid-Autumn Festival is still lively outside. But our palace is deserted."
She is an old man in the palace and has experienced many things.
Yun Dai held her daughters in one hand, looked up at the shining silver plate in the sky, and smiled: "Auntie is also sad. There is a poem called, I hope people will be long and beautiful for thousands of miles. Although the person who missed her heart may not be able to Together, but we look up and see the same moon, which is equivalent to reunion."
After listening, everyone looked up at the bright jade plate on the dark blue night.
The night is quiet, and the fragrance of osmanthus is silent.
In this silence, Midou whispered: "Although it is deserted, it is also very good."
When everyone thought about it, they all agreed.
In previous years, it was very lively. There was a banquet held in the palace, and these minions stood without touching the ground and waited all night. But it was very hard.
Although slaves shouldn't complain about this, but instead of taking part in the excitement, it's not like this, sitting around in the night, eating a moon cake, drinking osmanthus wine, looking at the moon, and talking a few words.
Quiet and quiet, leisurely.
How good.
What's more, they met such a good master as Empress Empress, who didn't make any rules during the holidays and let them sit and eat at will, eating fruits, snacks and drinking.
Everyone was happy when they thought about it this way.
The dozens of mooncakes that Yundai ordered to be delivered were also delivered everywhere.
Naturally all are happy.
No matter what it is, it was specially rewarded by the empress and sent out from the palace. Always an honor.
What's more, the dumplings sent by the Queen Empress are novel objects that they have never seen or eaten.
In the Hou Mansion, even the old Master Hou, who has never liked such exquisite dim sum, ate a whole piece of fresh meat moon cake and praised it again and again. If you can take this thing as dry food, and there will be meat cakes on the way of marching and fighting, the soldiers will have more strength.
My little cousin Mingwei smiled and said, "If my cousin knew that the moon cake that my grandfather sent her was called meat pie, she would probably laugh at you."
"Isn't this meat pie?" Hou Ye stared.
"Yes, yes, isn't it just meat pie. But it's much better than ordinary meat pie." Aunt Tian said with a smile.
Ming Xuan hugged a little boy, sat at the table, and said with a smile: "Among our relatives and sisters, cousin Yun Dai is the most coincidental. Everything is good."
The glass workshop led by Yun Dai Yili has become famous in Kyoto.
Nowadays, who doesn't know that the queen empress of Da Zhou has the ability to make money.
As maternal grandfathers, Uncle Hou Ye and the others are also very proud.
Who knows that this granddaughter will not only make money, but also has a unique skill in these little things.