NOVEL NEXT Chapter 100
Chapter 100 Uncle, are you cold?
Nan Baoyi’s dreams are sweet, and I have never heard it.
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Twilight will be late.
In the courtyard of Chaowen, Nan Baoyi directed the maid to hang the lantern on the treetops.
Tonight, the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion, she arranged the garden splendidly, and the red lacquered pavilion for admiring the moon was full of colorful lanterns.
The dishes were served on the stone table.
Nan Baoyi set up the table and chopsticks seriously: “Daddy likes to eat pig’s knuckles stewed with soybeans, so he should be seated close to the pig’s knuckles. The second brother likes to grill lamb chops, so let him sit here… the drinks should be placed in them In the middle, easy to take…”
Thinking of something, she patted her head and told Lotus Leaf to get the vase.
The thin-necked white porcelain vase is as bright as jade.
She inserted a sweet-scented osmanthus cut by herself and placed it solemnly in the center of the stone table.
Lowering her head and sniffing the scent of flowers, she couldn’t help showing a sweet smile.
On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, you should smell the scent of osmanthus!
She couldn’t wait to take her seat, looking forward to the evening glow of the sky disappearing earlier, and looking forward to the bright moon rising tonight.
When Xiao Yi came over, she saw the little girl’s eyes full of expectation, like a starlight.
He sneered: “It’s just a Mid-Autumn Festival, is it worth such a joy?”
Nan Baoyi held her face in her hands: “This year’s Mid-Autumn Festival is different for me. Brother, this is the first Mid-Autumn Festival that my father and I have had after my mother died!
“In previous years, he always had to accompany Liu and Nan Yan to dinner. I sent someone to invite him, and he always handed in to come back later and come back later.
“So I sat alone outside the gate of the mansion, thinking that I was sitting here. He could see me the first time he came back. But I hoped and hoped that the moon of Mid-Autumn Festival disappeared at dawn, and I could not take him. Looking forward to coming back.
“Second brother, you probably won’t understand that feeling.”
Xiao Yi looked at her.
The little girl has innocent eyebrows and a sweet smile.
He retracted his gaze and took a sip of wine indifferently.
With the beauty of wine, the pure sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed also becomes intoxicating…
The bright and clear moon finally rose from the sky, and was cut into a poignant light and shadow by the dark branches.
The aftertaste stepped into the pavilion and whispered in Xiao Yi’s ear.
Xiao Yi glanced at Nan Baoyi, who was looking forward to it with a small face, “I have something to do, just come and go.”
He walked across the veranda with a cold voice: “He is in the front yard?”
“Yes! The Liu family just sent a little maid over to spread the word, saying that the third master is going to stay in the front yard to accompany them to have a reunion dinner tonight, so he will not come to Chaowen Courtyard. The maidservant is afraid that the lady will be sad, so she dare to tell the master. Master, you Is this going to the front yard?”
“Well, go and hit the place.”
The aftertaste is bright, and his face is full of gossip and worship.
She seemed to have made up a scene that hegemonic officials would love to love!
Her master is super short, too domineering!
Xiao Yi followed the veranda and went straight to the front yard.
I found Nanguang’s courtyard by car and found that the stone table was full of wine and delicacies. Sitting with Liu and Nan Yan, he told the story of Chang’e and Yutu in witty words, making the mother and daughter giggle.
This family is really reunited.
Xiao Yi smiled but did not smile: “Uncle San.”
An Ji Ling from Nanguang hurriedly looked back.
Somehow, he was the most afraid of the nephew Xiao Yi in the whole government.
He stood up in a panic, “You, you, you, why are you here?!”
Nan Yan put down his chopsticks and smiled slightly: “Second brother is really a rare visitor. Since he is here, why don’t you have a reunion dinner with us? Yan’er has always admired you and wants to hear you talk about interesting things on the battlefield.”
Men like to be worshipped by women.
She didn’t know what method Nan Baoyi used to win Xiao Yi’s liking, but she was confident that she would not lose to Nan Baoyi.
But Xiao Yi didn’t give her face.
He lazily said: “On the battlefield, there is nothing interesting.”
He picked up the wine on the table casually, unplugged the pot and sniffed, “Wine from the Western Regions is worth a hundred gold… Sanshu, you are quite generous.”
Nan Guang wrung his hands guiltily.
Xiao Yi sneered, and poured the pot of wine on the table full of dishes.
Liu’s and Nan Yan opened their beautiful eyes in amazement.
Nan Guang finally got angry: “Xiao Yi, what are you doing?! This is our reunion dinner——”
Xiao Yi picked up a pig’s trotter and stuffed it carelessly in his mouth: “Your reunion dinner is in Chaowenyuan.”
Nan Guang spit out his pig’s feet, and was so angry that he smoked: “Xiao Yi, you have no respectable eyes–”
Xiao Yi stretched out his hand and slowly covered it on the stone table.
Several cracks quietly appeared under his hand, gradually spreading around.
In the next instant, there was a loud “bang” and the entire stone table collapsed mercilessly!
Xiao Yi casually wiped his fingertips with the veil, “Uncle San, what did you just say?”
Nan Guang looked at the broken stone table and was stunned!
He trembled and said in horror: “I, I, I, I mean, although you are rebellious, you are very rebellious! Our family, our family needs your rebellious spirit!”
Xiao Yi was very satisfied: “Uncle San, you should go to Chaowenyuan for reunion dinner. If you don’t go, Jiaojiao will have to wait in a hurry.”
“Yes, yes! I’m going now, here’s going!” Nan Guang walked out tremblingly.
Xiao Yi kept up with his hands: “Why are you walking so slowly? Run.”
Nanguang was scared and ran all the way.
In the yard, only Liu and Nan Yan were left, blankly facing the mess.
Liu’s eye circles were red, “Yan’er, Xiao Yi is too much! Why don’t you call someone else? How can we eat the food like this?! I am pregnant, so I can only get expensive food!”
Nan Yan sneered: “Xiao Yi’s second-grade Jingxihou, we can’t touch him, we can only outsmart. Mother, don’t worry, Mrs. Xia will come to visit with Xiao Yi’s handle in a short time. At that time, even Xiao Yi had to be obedient!”
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Nanguang rushed to the Chaowenyuan and saw the gardens were elegant and bright.
His little daughter was sitting alone on the steps outside the pavilion, crying into tears.
Guilt spread in his heart, he squatted down in front of Nan Baoyi and gently touched her head, “Jiaojiao, dad is here to accompany you for the holidays.”
Nan Baoyi raised her dim teary eyes and looked at him in disbelief.
The moon rose, but the minister of authority was gone, and her father did not come.
She thought she had been left behind by them and felt wronged, so she sat here crying.
Now that I see Daddy, but don’t know why, I feel even more wronged in my heart.
She choked and threw herself into Nan Guang’s arms, “Daddy! I thought you wouldn’t spend the holidays with me anymore! I’ve been looking forward to it for so long, so long…”
Nanguang is even more guilty.
He hugged his little daughter for a while to soothe, “Jiaojiao, I just took care of you Aunt Liu. I am a big man, and I have to bear it! Her fetal image is unstable, so why should I leave her to see you? Be considerate of Daddy!”
Nan Baoyi was very happy to be able to come.
She instructed the maid to reheat the food and the sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed with osmanthus, before Xiao Yi came under the moonlight.
“Second brother, come to eat moon cakes!” She greeted warmly.
Xiao Yi sat indifferently.
Nan Jiaojiao has a lively temper and can easily forget her sorrow.
I just cried so much that the pear blossoms rained. Look, now I am smiling like a New Year painting doll.
“Pour the wine.” He ordered coldly.
When Nan Baoyi was pouring wine for the two eagerly, she suddenly noticed that her father was shaking badly.
She was curious: “Father, why are you shaking like this? Are you cold?”
Nan Guang wanted to cry without tears: “Jiaojiao, I, I…”
He is afraid!
Xiao Yi smashed the big stone table with a palm. His brain is not as hard as the stone table. If he doesn’t like it, can he not be afraid? !
Xiao Yi squinted over, “Sanshu is cold?”
Without waiting for Nan Guang to speak, he smiled and took off the bigcloak, and gently wrapped it around Nan Guang’s shoulders, “Is Sanshu still cold?”
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Minister: Put on clothes for the old man (￣▽￣) *
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