The story of raising a baby in the Yellow Chicken Villa of Sword Three

When Xiao Wu gets married, no one will find time to run over and chirp all kinds of things to get bored with him and to accompany him.The days around seemed to be quiet all of a sudden, and even the room seemed to be vacant, which made Ye Mengqiu a little unaccustomed to it.

Just get used to it if you are not used to it.

Children have their own lives, so he shouldn't show some loneliness or reluctance to let the children worry, there is no such need.

Although Xiao Wu didn't have time to come over, she still sent someone to hide the sword in a few days, inquire about Ye Mengqiu's situation, and brought some new dishes made by the cook, so that Ye Mengqiu could have a good rest.Said that when there are fewer things at hand, she must come back and live well for a few days.Let Yeye have to reserve a room for her, clean it every day, don't forget her, don't miss her.

Ye Mengqiu naturally answered yes yes yes.

After a few days, the fourth daughter-in-law also had a movement, and Ye Meng also started the mode of IQ decline.Ye Mengqiu knew that the fourth child was more reliable, so he mentioned him a few words, and wrote a letter to his in-laws at the same time.

Unexpectedly, two days later, Qu Yun also had it.

Happy events come one after another, but Ye Mengqiu doesn't need to be busy.Many of his sons can be completely prepared and handled properly.What does it look like for him to be A Weng's pointing fingers.

It's better to find other ways to fill your leisure time, and hand over all the affairs in hand to a few children.Ye Mengqiu also took care not to interfere too much, otherwise it would be difficult for the child.He is very free now. If he is free, he can lie on a chair and bask in the sun, sleep until he wakes up naturally, and watch Yun Juan Yun Shu with his head empty.

Feeling flustered all of a sudden, Ye Mengqiu thought about finding something else to do.

Ye Mengqiu also considered at the beginning whether to go out to visit mountains and rivers to pass the time. He hadn't experienced much of the scenery of the Tang Dynasty, so he counted with his fingers, so he took Xiaowu to the middle of Sichuan, oh, and Nanzhao It's really not a good memory.In Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, he just recuperates from his wounds, no different from a disabled person, looking at the sea of ​​flowers every day.

After all, he has been busy with the affairs of the villa since he crossed, and he has been busy with the business of the shop and has never gone out at all.But after careful consideration, Ye Mengqiu felt that it was better to use the otaku attribute of his previous life.

Now it is not like before crossing, the main road was directly repaired to the entrance of the scenic spot.There is no way to go out to climb a mountain. All the roads are made by people. Except for the better official roads, the others are rough and muddy.

He has old arms and legs now, if he can't climb up and down the mountain and cry for help, he might as well hang himself on the southeast branch.In history, it is not uncommon for people to cry and be rescued in the end.He also didn't want to add such embarrassing things to his life.

Moreover, you always need a companion when you go out, otherwise it will be too deserted.But Ye Mengqiu couldn't find a suitable one after all the calculations. Liu Wu was still involved in the disputes of the Anshi Rebellion, and probably didn't have time to come here in the past few years.There were several jars of wine in the wine cellar, but no one came to open them.

Moreover, Ye Mengqiu took the pen and patted the back of his hand. After all, it is not as comfortable outside as at home.It's not the later generations. There are various hotels and various facilities. He was originally a nerd, and he has been busy for his family and Ye's surname until now. Finally, he can use his original nerd.

Moreover, Ye Mengqiu looked at the green plantains outside the window, because he was too busy before, so he didn't do many things.Now that he is free, he can complete many plans and let himself try not to leave too many regrets.For example, the development direction of some shops, the new style of jewelry, and some dishes.

I remember that Layman Dongpo liked sheep's head sticks very much. He tried to see if he could recall the general method. If he could make it, it would be a new dish.Remember that the sheep's head stick should be the meat of the sheep's head. It must be cut into thin slices and then fried in an oil pan. The fried thin slices are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.But he doesn't remember the details.

"Lang Jun, Lang Jun is going to drink some medicine." Ye De came in carefully carrying a tray with freshly brewed medicine on it.Now that Wuniang is married, he wants to watch the gentleman drink the medicine, and he can't slack off in the slightest.

"Hey." Ye Mengqiu frowned and took the medicine, pinched his nose and swallowed it in one gulp.

After drinking for so many years, he felt like a living medicine jar.However, Dr. Shen came over, and the owner of Wanhua Valley came, every time he took the pulse, he always had a serious face, as if he was dying soon.Every time I have to prescribe a bunch of medicines, I have to ask him to take them, and I can't take them seriously.Talking about the physical loss that must be well recuperated, what can't be ignored and can't be injured again, etc.

Hasn't he lived well until now?

"What are you going to do next, sir? Do you want me to prepare first?" After clearing away the bowl, Ye De brought some snacks.

"Those thick papers come here." Ye Mengqiu thought for a while, "I don't need anything else."

"Okay sir." Ye De quickly brought a lot of paper, and then began to grind the ink, "Mr. want to write something?"

Ye Mengqiu nodded.

Spreading out the snow-white paper and picking up a pen, Ye Mengqiu began to recall the little things with Li Erniang and the children.

Back then, his wife had just married into Zangjian, with a peachy face and infinite shyness.

Drawing stroke by stroke, Ye Mengqiu knew that his level was limited, and he didn't expect to become a master of calligraphy and painting. He carefully picked up these precious memory beads that shone brightly in his life bit by bit, and used his The clumsy style of painting was drawn with cute and ridiculous looking big-headed villains.

Little by little, stroke by stroke.

Although it is a stick figure, it takes a lot of effort to draw one by one.

Now there are no photos or videos, and many things are just left in the memory of the person concerned.Ye Mengqiu wanted to keep these pictures as a souvenir.

Whether it's the dark history of the children, or he just watched and recalled the past, it's all great.

Slightly sighed, after so many years, Li Erniang's face has become a bit blurred in his memory.Even if he painted a small portrait of his wife back then, what he drew at his level was only a Q version, so how could he retain the actual image?

He remembered her tenderness, her tolerance, and her deep affection for him, but her facial features and her girlish appearance had faded.The hands of time are silent and cruel, everything and everyone will be smoothed and obliterated.

Ye Mengqiu could only draw and write down as much as possible while he still remembered.

Not only are there new pictures, he also attached the situation of the day to the previous stick figures, did he say anything.Add emotions one by one.

Ye Mengqiu no longer feels bored and lonely since he started to collect the beads of memory into chains.

The sun is good, and the bamboo shadows are shaking.

The brush is stained with azurite for coloring, and carmine is lightly tapped on the mouth to add a lot of color.

The scene is full of people, and Ye Mengqiu has no concept of blank space or layout, he just fills the frame.

Inside is Li Erniang holding Xiao Wu in her hands. Xiao Wu is wearing a bright red silk and satin jacket, with a big gold lock full of jewels hanging on his chest.Next to them, the third and fourth children were fighting, rolling into a ball on the ground.The old second hand was gnawing on the pancake vigorously, his face was covered with sesame seeds.

And the boss, the chubby and cute boss was wearing yellow clothes, holding his hand and saying something crazy.

Next to it, pear blossoms and peach blossoms are noisy, and butterflies and bees are also busy flying around.

Behind is the West Lake, the calm West Lake has light ink boats.

The picture is so vivid, so lively, as if it will flow down from the paper and fill the room.It seems that you can hear the children's fights, see the happy smiling faces, and smell the fragrance brought by the faint wind.

Ye Mengqiu continued to perfect the picture with a smile on his lips.

In the study, he was alone.

The smoke from the incense burner in the corner is curling up, and the rustling of the paintbrush on the paper can be heard, as if you can hear the passage of time moment by moment.

The author has something to say:

It's almost over. It's almost over.

When the time comes, friends outside the episode will order it, and I will try my best to code it if I can.

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