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\"That's great!\" Nalan Changyi jumped up happily. "This way, my aunt will not have to leave! You can also see your brother Chen Hu, it is the best of both worlds!" "Speaking, Nalan Changyi was happy and ran and jumped, and actually ran in front of Mu Xiaoyu.

To be honest, Nalan Changyi’s best person from the beginning to the present is Mu Muyu. He thinks this aunt is very fun to play, and it’s not boring to be with her. Every day, I can talk and play with him. Games, do puzzles.

Although the aunt Yu Yan is good, but the aunt Yu Yan is too busy, because the mother always gives a lot of tasks to her to do, she wants to be the same as a tentacle, and has to deal with hundreds of things every day.

Nalan Changyi sometimes feels headaches when she sees those things, so he spends most of his time playing alone. However, it is not the same when Mu Xiaoyu comes.

She will also tell her the story of her harmony, and will tell him the story between her and her mother, sometimes laughing at him.

Not to mention that Nalan Changyi, even Mo Xuerou has become accustomed to her, every day after school is the three of them walked together, went straight to the Sancha intersection to part ways.

\"This kid, do I stay so happy with you?\" Mu Xiaoyu still doesn't know, this guy is so sticky to her?

\" Of course, my longevity likes to be with my aunt. If my aunt can accompany Changyi to the old days, then Changyi dreams will wake up." "Nalan Changyi reached out and took Mu Muyu Hands, walking on the street.

\"Hey, you stinky boy." "Mu Xiaoyu still has a little crying and laughing," "What nonsense is said, in the future, you still want to marry a woman, how can aunt Gu, who can accompany you to the old days, don’t wait until then. You have to abandon your aunt to get in the way.\"

This kid's mouth is sweet, can say that to your heart, Mu fish is to admire him.

But if you think about it, you know that these words are impossible. He is still young. Who can accompany him to play with him? When he grows up, when he is in his teens, he should start to have his own secret circle. .

After all, Mu Xiaoyu is only a teenager, she knows the children's routines.

\"Where, who said, Mu Aunt is always a long-term aunt, you pick up Changyi to go to school, take care of Changyi living, Changyi will not forget Mu Aunt, dripping the grace of the spring, not to mention Aunt, even if Changyi grows up in the future, my aunt and mother are old, and Changyi will not leave you two.\"

Nalan Changyi was serious, and it seemed that there was something to do with it. Mu Xiaoqi almost believed his ghost.

\"You, you are a ghost."

\"Haha.\" Nalan Changyi ran and laughed, and soon they arrived at the Gold Coast, "Go!"

In front of it is an arch that resembles a playground gate. The four characters on the gold plate, the Gold Coast, are very dazzling.

\"Wow...\" walked in, the sights in front of me were refreshing, exquisite toys, puppets, clowns dancing, cheerleader girls dancing, circus, folk acrobatics, tightrope, selling lamb Skewered, grilled, candied haws, and painted sugar.

\"Mu Aunt, I want to eat this!" "Nalan Changyi took the lead in the face of the sugar painting booth, a group of children are surrounded by a circle, are very curious to eat this sugar painting.

\"I don't think you also like to eat sugar paintings." "Mu Xiaoyu thought that Nalan Changyi was such a cold child, not eating sugar, and sure enough, the child is a child.

\"Of course, there is no sugar painting in North County. I have been listening to my mother for so many years. This kind of thing is only available in places like Beijing. When they first came to North County, this is not a bird. The things you see now are only slowly developed later.\"

Nalan Changyi has only heard and seen sugar paintings in the book and Luo Qingying’s mouth. She has not eaten it. The mother said that it was made of maltose, the thick maltose, and the fragrance Sweet and crisp, when you give the boss a penny, what you want, the boss will paint for you, the pattern is very delicate, and the craft is not lost to the painter of the National Gallery.

And this craft is still in the rumor stage, and after a while, it may be lost, so in his lifetime, he must taste this sugar painting.

\"Children, what kind of pattern do you want?" The old grandfather who painted the sugar painting was amiable, and he asked Nalan Changyi.

\"唔...\" Nalan Changyi looked at the pattern above, basically the twelve zodiac signs, \"Grandpa, you only do the zodiac signs? Other things you will not able to do?\"

Nalan Changyi looked at him as if there were only twelve zodiac signs, but he still wanted to see something else.

\"Hehehe, children, what do you want, you can say it directly, say it, I will see if I will do it.\" Grandpa said.

The craftsmanship of sugar painting has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has been more than one hundred years old. Their family began to make sugar paintings from the grandfather of Taizu, and his generation is already the seventh generation. It is not the best to do sugar painting on the ancestors, but it is also proficient in various paintings.

This is an art, but also a craft, but it is still a lot of Zodiac, because this theme is closely related to everyone, there are at least three people in the family, then these three families must be three Zodiac, or at least two zodiac, some seven or eight people at home, many children, parents black children selling sugar painting, brother feels good brother, brother thinks that my sister is good, simply everyone according to their zodiac This will not lead to competition, but also to meet them is the only need.

\"I want a phoenix, will Grandpa do it?\" Nalan Changyi asked.

\"鳯凰?\" Mu Xiaoyu was amazed at the side, \"You kid, also specially picked a difficult one? This phoenix is ​​much more complicated, and when it is done, it is estimated that it will be dark. You don't want to be a grandfather."

Mu Xiaoyu thinks that Nalan Changyi is also a wonderful thing. So many things are not chosen, but I chose a phoenix. It is also a North County, not a capital city, and he is a small child. I can’t speak for someone else. Want to phoenix. Longfeng is a kind of folk jealousy. Most people will do it, and they will not dare to do it. He is good, he doesn't know, he wants to go to the phoenix directly. Fortunately, the children who have just lined up are gone. There are only two of them, otherwise they will be listened to by others, and they will not be able to make a name for themselves.

\"Oh, why do children want a phoenix?\" Grandpa asked patiently.

Because the average child just wants something that is closely related to his usual day, he will not want this kind of animal that is difficult to control at first glance. He is open to let the grandfather be surprised and happy.

For so many years, no one dared to let him do

I have passed this pattern, but now he has received an invitation from the Blue Bird line. All the patterns are submitted in advance, including Longfeng.

\"Because there is a word in my mother's name, it means the meaning of phoenix, and the mother said that the technique of sugar painting may be lost in the near future, so I have the opportunity to make a sugar painting to my mother today. Try it for yourself.\"

Nalan Changyi took his words to the head. When he explained it, the grandfather nodded suddenly.

\"It’s really a good boy!\" Generally, children come to eat sugar paintings, all of which are done for themselves. Few people first think of their own mothers, and the grandfather is on the spot to look at Nalan Changyi. "Okay, Grandpa, let's try it, because Grandpa is also the first time to make this pattern. In order to please a happy celebration, I wish your mother to be more and more beautiful. Here, the sugar painting is made, I will give it to you, I am pure. Practice your hands.\"

Said, the grandfather began to refine the maltose in the scoop.

\"Wow, that's great, really?\" Nalan Changyi heard that the grandfather was going to send him a sugar painting, and he was very happy, \"Good yeah!\"

Mu Xiaoyu shook his head, the child is innocent and romantic, as if everything in the world is beautiful.

\"Huanghuang is done, we still have to do a few more, you can bring it back to them, and Chen Hu’s brother seems to be coming soon. In order to welcome him, we will also give it to him.\" When Mu Xiaoyu said, he took out some broken silver and put it in the pocket of his grandfather.

\"Okay, good!\" Nalan Changyi patted the palm of his hand, \"so we can have sugar painting together!\"

In the laughter of the two people, I saw the grandfather smashing a spoonful of maltose with a small spoon. In a stroke, a lively fire phoenix was born. The phoenix looks like a wing, and Nalan Changyi looks at it. Straight eyes.

\"Wow, grandpa, you are so powerful!\" Nalan Changyi could not help but praise.

This is a very small number of people who can get Nalan Changyi's praise. At least he didn't admire a person so much, especially the old grandfather is really old, his beard is white, but his hand with a spoon is still steady. This is probably the foundation.

Luo Qingyi often told him that he would repeat the same thing, do it repeatedly, and be precise, you can understand the essence of it. This grandfather can make such a difficult pattern for the first time. People are reluctant to eat, but it is also the essence.

\"Oh, children like it." "The old grandfather went on to make a few other patterns that Mu Xiaoyu turned out."

In less than a moment, the two men were full of a handful of sugar paintings and walked inside.

\"Hey, girl, etc., the old man hasn't found your money yet?" "The old grandfather was looking for money in his pocket. When he looked up, Mu Xiaoyu had already been to Nalan Changyi and went to a place where people were busy.

\"Do not look for it, it is the opening of the color." Mu Mu fish turned back to the old grandfather waved.

The old grandfather took the money in his hand. It was the broken silver of white flowers. He had a sugar painting and he had a penny. This one was broken and it was enough for him to do it for a month.

Immediately, the good man has a good report.

Mu Xiaoyu and Nalan Changyi walked to the beach, and saw a familiar figure at the entrance to the beach. Her eyes lit up.

\"That is Chen Hu brother!\" She took Changyi to run there, \"Chen Hu brother! Here! Here!\"