Chapter 111

The failure of the plan to open a hotel left Fang Yan in a state of depression for a long time.

He didn't tell anyone about his hotel plan, because he didn't help him expose Fang's lies.

Therefore, he began to sigh when he ate the delicious food made by the chef. Instead of expressing his appreciation as before, he sighed at the plate and complained about why the food cooked by his uncle in the kitchen tasted so delicious.

The chef didn't hear the praise of the young master who was reported by the housekeeper as usual. He thought that his cooking skill was regressive. He quickly practiced his cooking skill more attentively and made more delicious food than before. Sent to Fang Yan, the child tasted it and sighed more.

Fortunately, the winter vacation represents the coming of the new year. Not long after returning from the tour, all the people in the Fang family began to get busy and prepare for the new year. Fang Yan soon found what she could do and cut the window decorations with her grandmother.

He is good at cutting window decorations. When he spent the Spring Festival with her mother, he would cut window decorations with her every year. From the time he could get the scissors, he learned from her. He was born with a talent for these handicrafts. After he felt that Fang Honghua could not teach himself, he followed the most skillful girl in the village, although he did not learn All the essence, can be cut out of the window has been enough to surprise everyone.

The speed of square inkstone cutting window decoration is very fast. Fold it in half, fold it in half, and then draw a pattern on it. Cut it along those lines, rub it a few times, shake it, and then unfold it. A delicate window decoration will appear.

"The inkstone is really powerful." Granny Fang boasted.

She also had a pair of scissors in her hand. In the past years, she was the only one in the family who was interested in this. Occasionally, a nanny would come to help her do it. But now everyone likes to buy ready-made products outside. Those finished products are much more delicate than those she cut out. She only cut one or two, which can be regarded as a spring festival atmosphere.

But now the little grandson a hand, immediately compare her handicrafts.

Granny Fang was smiling, but not discouraged.

From her childhood, she had a maid to help her with all kinds of things. She was never good at manual work. Cutting window decorations was also a hobby only after she was old, which made her family not dislike it. Now when I see my little grandson's craft, I take the initiative to learn from him.

When Fang Huai still went to sleep and got up just before lunch, he found that the windows of his house were covered with various kinds of window decorations, each of which was very exquisite. He narrowed his eyes and looked closer, and even saw the family photo of his own family.

Fang Huai immediately called out: "Grandma!"

"Ah

"When did you steal to learn paper cutting?" Fang Huai ran downstairs, excitedly: "I have never seen you paper cutting before. When did you learn it? Why don't you tell us?"

Granny Fang smiles: "I didn't cut it."

"Not you?" Fang Huai stopped in a hurry.

He turned over the remaining tools on the table. Grandma Fang still had a semi-finished window cut in her hand, which was very simple and had rough rough edges. Then he looked at another position, where a pair of scissors was placed, and there was a finished product next to it.

Fang Huai took it up and saw that it was a villain playing a guitar. He recognized it immediately. He is the only one who can play the guitar at home. He is not the villain.

Fang Huai immediately happy: "not you cut, or inkstone cut not?"

"It's the inkstone." Granny Fang said with a smile, "inkstone is very powerful."

Fang Huai was stunned.

He also said casually, who knows that he actually said it. In ordinary times, he is the youngest one who is not good at inkstone cutting?

But now

He looked at the paper-cut figure and neatly put it into his pocket.

"Grandma, where are the inkstones?"

"Inkstone, inkstone is playing with Xiaoke outside."

Fang Huai heard the speech and ran out immediately.

Outside the house, there was a heavy snow today. It was a vast expanse of white outside. The snow on the road outside had already been shoveled away by the property. Only those in the yard remained. Therefore, Fang Ke called, and Fang Yan ran out immediately.

All the chickens and ducks outside were frightened by the sudden snow and shrank in their nests, shivering and afraid to come out. But after hearing the laughter of the little master, they gradually calmed down, and their paws stepped on a row of neat small footprints on the snow.

These footprints did not stay long before they were covered by a large footprint. A shadow of a man ran past quickly. The old hen was frightened. She ran back to the nest with her wings fluttering. She shrank in it and shivered. She didn't dare to come out.

"Inkstone, here comes the second brother!" Fang Huai run-up a few steps, a take-off, straight toward the snow brother's in the past.

It's snowing so deep and thick that you won't get hurt even if you fall down. It was just like this that Fang huaicai went down to his younger brother fearlessly.After hearing the voice, Fang Yan turned back subconsciously. He felt a dark shadow coming down from the sky, getting bigger and bigger. He was scared, but he didn't stay. He quickly stepped forward to the side.

But I don't know if he was too flustered. He just stepped out of a foot and stepped into a big hole in the snow. He suddenly sprained his foot and fell into the snow.

Fang Yan turned his head in horror. Seeing that his second brother's body was about to fall on him like a mountain from the sky, he quickly turned over and rolled to the side.

With a sound of "plop", Fang Huai's whole body fell into the snow.

But Fang Yan didn't stop. In the winter, he wore so much that the whole person was wrapped into a ball. Now, as soon as he exerted himself, he rolled out like a ball. Until his round body hit something, he stopped.

A muffled smile came from overhead.

Fang Yan got up from the snow in a hurry. He helped his hat and patted the snowflakes on his body. Before he could stand still, he suddenly felt light under his feet, and he was held up in the air.

Fang Yan kicked his feet subconsciously.

"Does inkstone want to see me so much? He didn't even have time to run. He just rolled to me. "

Eh?

Fang Yan raised his head.

Seeing the familiar face, he immediately called out happily: "brother gu!"

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