Be careful, there are fat girls

Chapter 70 The Phoenix on New Year's Eve
She looked into Wen Yunxin's eyes nervously and steadily, and a voice in her heart shouted loudly: "Keep me! Keep me! As long as you open your mouth, I will stay for you!"

There was no expression on Wen Yunxin's face, which made Mu Qingxi feel very frustrated. Was it just her wishful thinking all this time?
Wen Yunxin smiled slightly: "Where are you going?"

Mu Qingxi was choked up immediately. Wen Yunxin never asked about their identities, and they only went to Shunan to look for relatives when they moved in.

Mu Qingxi had no choice but to say: "Naturally, I'm going to Shunan."

Wen Yunxin continued to ask: "Why go to Shunan?"

Mu Qingxi bit the bullet and said, "Looking for relatives."

Wen Yunxin asked: "What kind of relative?"

He is obviously a gentle and jade-like person, but why does he have such a heavy sense of oppression?

Mu Qingxi's mind turned sharply, what should I say?Looking for father?Mother?brother?Or aunt?

In the end, in desperation, he blurted out three words: "Fiance!"

The two looked at each other, Mu Qingxi felt very embarrassed, Wen Yun took a few glances at her, the expression in his eyes suddenly became a little strange, it seemed clear again.

He drooped his long eyelashes to hide the real thoughts in his eyes, Mu Qingxi felt a little frustrated and sad, did he really believe it?

Wen Yunxin sighed slightly: "How about leaving after the New Year?"

Mu Qingxi was stunned and couldn't believe it. She thought she was hallucinating, but Wen Yunxin repeated it again, and her tone was a bit more pleading: "Leave after the new year, okay?"

Looking into his deep dark eyes, Mu Qingxi felt that she was lost in them, so she couldn't help but nodded.

Early in the morning of the New Year's Eve, the Qiyue Villa was hung with bright red lanterns, which looked extremely joyous.

On a whim, Mu Qingxi asked Mo Xiang to find red paper, cut it into couplets, and wrote a Spring Festival couplet:
The green bamboos don't have a three-point view, and the red plums are repaying the spring of Wanjia.

After finishing writing, Xixiang and Mo Xiang stepped on the stools and hung them at the gate.

Mu Qingxi directed the two little girls to put up Spring Festival couplets: "Turn to the left, it's off to the side, come here again..."

But hearing Wen Yunxin's low laughter behind her, she turned her head and saw Wen Yunxin wearing a white fox cloak, standing in the snow, except for the black hair scattered in the cloak, which almost melted into the color of the snow took a slice.

She looked back and said angrily: "What? I can't write well?"

Wen Yunxin nodded and smiled, "The handwriting is very good."

Mu Qingxi was annoyed: "So the words are not good?"

Wen Yunxin shook her head and said with a smile: "Although this couplet also corresponds to the green bamboo scene in your courtyard, what about the red plums? Where are the red plums here?"

Mu Qingxi was at a loss for words. In the entire Qiyue Villa, there were only hibiscus and no other flowers.In winter, all the flowers are withered, and there are no other flowers in Manzhuangzi except the water hibiscus in the hot spring pond around the flower hall is still in full bloom.

But this Spring Festival couplet was not made by her. In the previous life, I read this sentence when I was free to study, but I just thought that there was the word "green bamboo" in the word, and I thought that there was bamboo in my courtyard, so I copied it intact. , but I don't want to make such a joke.

She said angrily, "Then how do you want to change it?"

Wen Yunxin walked forward slowly, withdrew the couplet back, carried it all the way into the back room, Xixiang cut out another strip of red paper and spread it on the table with quick hands and feet.

Wen Yunxin kept writing, and in an instant he bowed, and suddenly there were seven big black characters on the paper: Hongrui is repaying Wan Jiachun.

After writing, he said with a smile: "Although there are no flowers in your yard, the water hibiscus blooms very well around the flower hall, so it fits this sentence."

Mu Qingxi took it and compared it carefully.

When learning calligraphy at the beginning, Mu Qingxi learned the willow style, which seemed to be well-regulated, but Wen Yunxin's strokes were written in regular script, with a more flowing feeling. Compared with the two, Mu Qingxi's skills suddenly fell behind by three points.

But he really liked his writing, but he refused to admit it, handed it to Mo Xiang ferociously: "Take it, and hang Master Wen's masterpiece on the door properly, don't let it miss it."

Mo Xiang and Xi Xiang covered their lips with a smile, turned and ran away.

Wen Yunxin smiled lightly: "Let's go to the front, everyone is waiting there, the small kitchen can make dumplings today."

Mu Qingxi agreed in a low voice, walked side by side with him, and went to the front hall together.

The earth dragon was burning warmly in the hall. There were not many people in the villa, and it was a bit deserted during Chinese New Year in the past. This year, there were more Mu Qingxi and a few people, and immediately everyone crowded around a large table.

A large plate of dumplings was steaming in the middle, and there was vinegar in front of each person to dip the dumplings in.

Before starting, Mr. Han stood up and confessed to Wen Yunxin: "Dumplings are not easy to digest, so don't eat too much."

Wen Yunxin agreed with a low eyebrow, and Mr. Han confessed to Mu Qingxi: "You are losing weight, let alone eat too much!"

Mu Qingxi pretended to have a bitter face and said, "Today is Chinese New Year."

Mr. Han said with a wooden face, "That won't work either!"

elicited laughter.

After eating, one must watch the year old, and one cannot go to sleep before midnight.Sitting bored, Mu Qingxi suggested that everyone put on a show to pass the time.

Everyone has no objection, but there is controversy about who should start first.Mu Qingxi thought of an ancient method, beating drums to pass flowers.

Wen Yunxin ordered someone to pick a water hibiscus from the pond outside the flower hall. The pink and tender ones were really cute, but the drum could not be found for a while. Dongxue took a large porcelain bowl and tapped it with chopsticks, the sound was clear and crisp. Not bad.

Mu Qingxi was cunning and wanted to be the master of ceremonies, but no one would let her go, so in the end they had to let Wutong be the drummer.

Wutong turned his back, and there was a crisp sound of hitting, and Shui Furong was quickly passed in everyone's hands.

The sound of the beating stopped suddenly, and everyone took a closer look. The first round fell on Pei Xingye's hands.

Pei Xingye rubbed his nose and said with a wry smile, "I've never played such a game in my life."

Mu Qingxi laughed and said, "You can tell a joke, or guess a mystery."

Pei Xingye thought about it, and he really came up with a riddle.

"There are also sparse plums by the pool - name a flower."

Mu Qingxi really didn't understand these old sayings, so she had to stare at what others said, only to see Xu Menglin chuckled and said, "It's so simple, Haitang."

Pei Xingye smiled and said: "It's not difficult for you, a bachelor, to just talk and play."

Everyone laughed and the game continued.The second bat was in Dongxue's hands.

Dong Xue was also generous, she stood up and sang a little tune, her voice was melodious and melodious, which drew applause.

The third club was in Mu Qingxi's hands. Mu Qingxi blinked, seeing that everyone's eyes were on her, and her mind was quickly thinking about what to perform.

Do you want to perform a set of taekwondo?Not too ladylike.

Abacus with both hands?The occasion doesn't seem right.

Sing an English song?Do they understand?

Mu Qingxi couldn't help but feel ashamed, and finally said: "Let me tell a joke."

Mr. Han sneered: "If you don't laugh at us, I will punish you to continue to lose weight during the Chinese New Year." After he finished speaking, he said to the cook who brought up the dumplings again: "Go and get some cloves of garlic."

Mu Qingxi had an idea, and suddenly thought of a wonderful joke, nodded and said: "Then listen up, everyone. Yixiu only eats chicken, and just about to start eating, suddenly felt sad, so he stood beside the dinner table and gave a painful eulogy Said: "The chicken has the talent of five virtues, so it is inevitable to be hit by a knife. It will be eaten in my stomach for a while, and it will be counted as a coffin. Woohoo—alas!" Come!"

Everyone was stunned for less than a breath, and immediately roared with laughter. Mr. Han blushed angrily, pointed at her and said angrily, "What a tricky girl!"

Just as the cook handed him garlic cloves, everyone laughed even louder.

Mr. Han was ashamed and annoyed, but there was nothing he could do. Mu Qingxi still said with a smile that was not afraid of death: "How about Mr. Han? How loud are you laughing?"

Mr. Han made a gesture to hit her, but Mu Qingxi dodged and hid behind the cook, and said with a smile: "My lady, help me!"

The cook is also very familiar with her, so she couldn't help laughing when she saw this: "Miss Mu is really naughty, everyone wants to make fun of her."

In the end, it was Wen Yunxin who came forward to calm down the fighting, and everyone continued to have fun.After a few laps, Guan Yunshan punched, Mo Xiang told a little story, Wan Qing sang a section of Huagu Ci, and even Mother Feng sang a section of hometown opera.

When Mr. Xu listened to her lyrics, he couldn't help but be slightly engrossed. The scenes and things in his hometown have been lingering in his mind all the time over the years, and he really doesn't know how long it will take before he can return there.

Everyone has been on the show, and Mu Qingxi's eyes finally fell on Wen Yunxin. He is the protagonist tonight, how can he be let go for nothing?
Wen Yunxin smiled slightly, and said to Dongxue: "Bring my Biluo."

Dongxue responded, and soon came with a Yaoqin in his arms.The style of the Yaoqin is simple and simple, and its color is turquoise. I don't know what kind of texture it is.

Wan Qing put the Yaoqin on the piano stand together with her, Wen Yunxin smiled faintly: "Then I will play a piece for you."

He lightly stroked the body of the piano with both hands, and the melodious sound of the piano suddenly came from under his slender fingertips.

The sound of the piano is like weeping and complaining, just like the whispers between lovers, a little sad in the indifferent, and passionate in loneliness.

After a while, the last note gradually disappeared, and the lingering sound still lingered in my ears.

Wen Yunxin's fair face seemed to be a little flushed, his eyes were crystal clear and fixed on Mu Qingxi.

The people around reacted a little strangely, but they all remained silent.

Only Mu Qingxi still didn't react, she just clapped her hands and applauded.

Wen Yunxin's breathing was a little short, but his eyes were still soft. He asked softly, "Is it just playing well?"

Mu Qingxi was dumbfounded: "It's really good."

When it comes to ancient songs, she has only heard a few at most, and the most popular ones are "House of Flying Daggers" and "Order of the General", and there will never be more than five.What's more, I don't like that at ordinary times. If I really want to sing, I will sing English songs.I really don't understand ancient songs or something.

Afraid that he would not believe what she said, she also made a strong promise: "The cadence is up and down, and the sound of the piano is mellow."

Wen Yun hesitated to speak: "You...don't have anything to say, do you want to tell me?"

Mu Qingxi was startled again, and turned to look at Nanny Feng, but when she saw Nanny Feng winking at her, she immediately got confused, did she say something wrong?
Looking at Wen Yunxin again, he saw that his smile was a bit forced, and the faces of Dong Xue and Wan Qing around him were already full of anxious expressions.

She couldn't help feeling a little flustered, what was going on?

Wen Yunxin smiled self-deprecatingly: "I must have made a mistake."

Dong Xue said anxiously: "Master..."

At this time, the sound of drumming came from outside, and it was time.

Wen Yunxin reached out her hand to stop her words, and smiled faintly: "It's time, everyone, go back and rest."

　"Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" is a very nice piece of music. When I wrote these chapters, I would listen to it countless times every day.Those who are interested can come and listen to it.

　　There are several versions of this song on the Internet. I listened to the Kuwo music box. The singer of "Feng Qiuhuang" is (folk music). The word folk music must be included.

　　Happy weekend everyone!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)