20 years of spring breeze

Chapter 1362

Chen Xiaohui immediately grasped the important point, ran over and grabbed Xiaohong's skirt: "Mother Zhang, can you make a sledge?"

Several little fellows gathered around, their big bright eyes looked up at Xiaohong with admiration and admiration.

Xiaohong liked it so much, she pinched her cheeks one by one: "I can't do it well, let your father Zhang make it for you when it freezes in winter."

"Wow, Zhang's father (uncle) is amazing."

Xiaowei smiled and said, "Okay, I'll make it for you when it snows, one for each of you."

Wang Yan brushed her hair back: "Uncle, Uncle, do you have any legs for the sledge?"

Beibei asked: "How big? How big can it be?"

Chen Xiaohui had never played before, and didn't even know what it was, so he followed suit: "I want to be a big one, so the big one."

Xiaowei asked Wang Yan: "Do you like the one with the feet? OK, I will make you the one with the feet, and I will make a big one for you two."

Chen Hui thought for a long time, and asked, "What kind of foot support? Isn't it a hand support?"

Xiaohong said: "I know, Xiaowei has done it for me to turn with my feet."

Xiaowei said: "It is to add a beam in front of the sledge, and there is a place for kicking feet in front. You can swing your head freely and turn with a kick. If the speed is too fast, it will easily overturn if you can't turn around. Usually girls play this kind."

Chen Xiao said: "Is the sledge just a thing for pulling firewood and things in the countryside in winter?"

Xiaowei shook his head: "You said it was a snow sledge used for work, but we are children's play. The ice sledge can't run on snow."

Xiaohong said: "The snow sledge is more fun than this, but there is no place to play here."

Xiaowei thought for a while, then shook his head: "Come on, it's cold even thinking about it. When I was young, I didn't seem to feel the cold. I dared to do anything, dared to play with anything. Now let me take a big sledge I don’t want to go to the riveting slopes of the mountains.”

Xiaohong thought for a while and said: "I really want to play. But it's really cold, it's fun to plant in the snow pit, one by one."

Xiaowei said: "At that time, I was stupid and bold, and there was nothing to play with. Now there are fewer rural children playing like this. It's too dangerous."

The autumn wind blew across the lake, bringing up folds, and it blew coldly on people, and pedestrians unconsciously quickened their pace.Chen Xiao hid on the other side of Chen Hui and used him to block the wind. Chen Hui said, "Look, our physique is still useful, right? Look at Xiaowei, it looks like a tree trunk."

Xiaowei covered Lele's face with his clothes: "It's really cold, it feels colder this year than last year."

Xiaohong hadn't gone out for more than a month, so she wasn't afraid of the cold at all. She looked around, and even ran over to have a fight with a few children, and the laughter spread along the lake to the distance.

After crossing the small bridge, a bar was preparing to open. Zhuang Mazi stood at the door and greeted Xiaowei and Chen Hui: "Liuwaner?"

Xiaowei nodded at Zhuang Mazi: "Go shopping, how is the business?"

Zhuang Mazi came over to pass the cigarettes: "It's okay to make up, let's just dawdle."

After chatting a few words, a few people led the children and continued to walk forward. There were many people on the street, all young people looking for excitement.

As the crowd crosses Di'anmen Street and turns into Fangzhuchang Hutong, the shade of the trees on both sides of the street has been lost, and the branches of the trees are tenaciously rushing to the sky. There can be more tourists today.

Most of the small alleys are filled with tourists from other places, walking around aimlessly with novel eyes, sometimes being attracted by something in the street shop, so they turn in to have a look, and bring some hope to the boss.

A few people were not idle, and after a while, adults and children were walking and eating with things in their hands, grilled skewers, candied haws, fried chicken tenders, the whole street has the most snacks, and there are always the ones that make you greedy.

Ma San's daughter-in-law went home with the snacks, and the children got used to it, so they didn't say goodbye, waved their little hands and said goodbye to the aunt, and then ran into the small courtyard of the bookstore excitedly.

There is a smell of baking in the yard, but the flowers and plants are gone, and only a few wintersweet plants are still standing on the newly cultivated soil. The leaves are not burned, but they are directly stirred in the soil and scattered in the yard, which is really special.

The fish in the fish pond have also moved to the fish tank in the house, ready for the winter.

"Brother Xiaowei, Brother Chen, brother-in-law, come and take care of it, my sister won't let me call you, she's going to die of anger."

Xiaoxue's exasperated voice came over.

The three children had already crept into the house, and they could hear the thumping of the stairs they were stepping on.The wooden stairs are not good at this point, the sound is too loud.

"What's wrong?" Xiaowei asked Xiaoxue who was standing in the door with her hips crossed.

"The two gangsters from the bar have been pestering Sister Xuemei every day for the past two days. They are sticky and shameless, and they can't be pushed away. What are they talking about introducing resources to Sister Xuemei to sing and act? The sky-shattering sound.

I've said that I'm not interested, and I'm going to go upstairs and west today, it's really shameless.He also said that he would perform here, to ensure that it would become popular here, and they were needed. "

Xiaowei looked inside: "Where's the person? Are you still here?" There were quite a few customers in the shop, some were reading and chatting, slowly sipping coffee or refreshments.

Xiaoxue pouted and pointed upstairs: "I'm making cakes upstairs, and I'm trying to get sister Xuemei's idea. It's so annoying."

Xiaowei nodded: "In the future, you don't need to ask your sister Xuemei about this matter, just call me directly. Sister Xuemei is too soft-tempered."

Wang Jiwei asked, "Where's Yang Ying?"

Xiaoxue said, "It's upstairs. If it wasn't for Sister Yang Ying who stopped them and went into Xitou, it wouldn't be so annoying."

Chen Hui asked: "Do you come every day?"

Xiaoxue said: "I don't come here every day for the past two days, just to see that sister Xuemei is soft-tempered and easy to bully."

Xiaowei handed Lele to Xiaohong and walked upstairs, and several people followed Xiaowei upstairs.

"Can you hurry up? It's been occupied for several hours, and there are others here." As soon as he went upstairs, a boy's voice came into Xiaowei's ears.

The business of this homemade birthday cake is still good. It attracted students from the Chinese opera as soon as it opened, and then it slowly spread.

On the birthday of a male (female) friend, it is quite romantic in the hearts of young men and women to come and make a birthday cake for him (her).

"Isn't there still a tool here? What's up, little master, your boss hasn't said anything yet. Are you in a hurry? What's the matter if you don't give me money?"

Xiaowei entered the room and took a look. All five turntables were occupied, and there were two young couples queuing up to watch.

Two men who look like 'literature' at first sight, one has pigtails and a beard, the other has no beard, and his shawl hair is tied with a handkerchief. On the turntable in front of both of them is a miserable Unfinished semi-finished cakes.

Generally, those who make cakes will get some flowers under the guidance of the master, put chocolate decorations on them, put lace and write on them, and it's over. It seems that these two buddies must make three-dimensional patterns.

This can't be done without a period of training. This is deliberate tossing and playing.

(End of this chapter)