Raising a Fox Spirit in My Home

After Li Yundong and Aster returned to their homes in Tiannan City, they found that Su Shi and others had returned from the store of Sanxian, and the fox door was opening a happy steamed cake in the living room.

Since the flour was simmered and fermented yesterday, at this time, the fox door and the Zhou Qin Lin 淼 pleasing their own flower cakes in the living room.

Su Shi and Zhou Qin did not know that Aster had encountered something that made her grief. Both of them laughed in the living room without nose and eyes. You look at the flower cake I pinched, I lick your work and have fun. It’s a pleasure.

Qi Hongling was also holding a flower cake in one of the people. Her heart was not here, so she first noticed the return of Li Yundong and Aster. She heard the voice and looked up. She saw the asters, and then she was happy, then her face was stunned. Down, sink your face and continue to hold the dough in your hand.

Su Shi and Zhou Qin and others saw Li Yundong coming back, and they all cheered and laughed. Su Shi held flowers and cakes in both hands and jumped to Li Yundong. He smiled and said: "Yundong, fast, this is my pinch. Flower cake, beautiful and not beautiful?"

Li Yundong glanced at Su Shi’s hands and both hands were gray, and his face was covered with flour and white marks. It was like a little cat. The flower cake in the hand of the little girl was a scene. In this scene. There are small bridges, there are willows, and under the willow trees next to the small bridge, there are two little people.

These two little men are a man and a woman. The man stands on the bridge and carries the girl. The two are close-knit and intimate. The girl holds the boy tightly with both hands. Go inside the boy's body.

Although Su Shi is sometimes greatly embarrassed, but her ingenuity, the flower cake that is pinched out is not only small words and patterns on the small bridge, but even the leaves of the willows are made by her with a small scissors. The face-to-face people are even more delicate, although they haven't colored the finishing touches, but the other people feel that these two faces are alive and well, and it seems that they can pick up a scent.

When Li Yundong saw Su Shi's flower cake, he laughed. He knew that this was when he re-founded Su Shi in the Qili Mountain Pond in Dongwu City. This is what only the two of them know. Li Yundong smiled at Su Shi. The smile is extremely soft.

Su Shi also looked at Li Yundong and smiled. He said, "Yundong, I am pinch?"

Xiao Shantou lived with Shion and Zhou Qin on weekdays. Both of them were not weaker than her in the field where Xiaotoutou was good at it. In many areas where Xiaotoutou is not good at it, Xiaotoutou is self-defeating, but today it is pinching flowers. In terms of things, she was the one who took the lead and made a vivid and delicate flower cake.

Su Shi’s heart is both triumphant and happy. Therefore, when Li Yundong’s slap in the face is over, he’s greeted with a smile. The smile on his face is even more gratifying. He seems to have heard Li Yundong’s praise, and she is eagerly awaiting The gaze is more like saying: praise me, come and praise me!

Li Yundong stunned his heart and carefully looked at the flower cake carefully and carefully.

Su Shi got a sigh of relief, and suddenly asked uncomfortably: "What? I am still not good?"

Li Yundong sighed and sighed: "Not good, big bad!"

Su Shi’s smile suddenly froze, the expectation is bigger, the disappointment is bigger, the little girl looks back at the flower cakes pinched by other people’s hands, and the heart is wronged. She secretly said: They are all pinched without me, why Yundong also said that I am not good?

The little girl couldn't help but see the tears in her eyes. Wang Yang was a piece of it. The tears of the beans could not roll back and forth in the eyelids.

Li Yundong saw the appearance of Xiaotoutou, and he resisted the laughter. He deliberately sighed with a serious sigh: "You are so beautiful and beautiful, how can you let people endure it? Is it difficult to steam it out as a tribute?"

When Su Shi heard it, she realized that the original grandfather was teasing herself. She broke into laughter and sneered at Li Yundong. She was very delicate and said: "Hate, you know to play me!"

This sentence is not intended, Li Yundong is the listener's heart, he quickly squinted at the little girl, the eyes smirked, and suddenly let Su Shi understand it, and the red face will be red.

Su Shi’s face flushed with a red face: “Ignore you, I haven’t finished it yet!” said, the small head was pressed low, and the thief would slip away at the table. The little scissors were carved on the flower cake, but her heart was confusing by Li Yundong, and her heart was flustered. The hand was somewhat unwilling to listen, and almost a pair of scissors cut the head of this person.

At this time, Zhou Qin and others laughed and greeted Li Yundong and Shion. As soon as Shiyuan returned, he was infected by this joyful atmosphere. The depression in his heart temporarily wiped out a lot. She temporarily put it aside and beat it. Spirit, and everyone nodded with a smile, washed their hands in the kitchen, rolled up their sleeves, and prepared to pinch the cake.

Li Yundong came to the table with a smile, and looked at the past one by one. Zhou Qin’s craftsmanship was not as good as that of Su Shi. He also knew that the most difficult thing to pinch was people. Therefore, she was very interested in not having fun, and pinched a magic weapon, now I was holding a toothpick and carving it around.

The little foxes also have a good hand, some are the gods in the Eight Immortals, some are the ghosts and ghosts, and the sullen and sorrowful Red Ling himself has pinched a face, a robe, and a long sword. The wind is flowing, it seems to be Wang Yuanshan.

Li Yundong couldn't help but smile: "What do you all pinch? Don't pinch it too beautiful, make it like art, who will eat it for a while?"

He said that everyone laughed. Li Yundong’s eyes swept away, but he saw the blond Lin Biao’s hands slumbering. He smiled and said: “Lin Yan, take your artwork and see it?”

Lin Biao suddenly reddened his ears, hiding his hands behind him, refused to take them out, and the little foxes on the side also went to face alone and sneaked quietly.

When Li Yundong saw it, his heart became more curious and smiled. "Lin Wei, it doesn't matter. You haven't pinched it before. It's normal to pinch it. You are participating, but you are not allowed to participate in the competition. You have to pinch out what art. Product out."

Lin Biao just hesitantly took his hands out of his back and took the dough in his hand to Li Yundong's eyes.

Li Yundong stunned, and suddenly took a breath of cold air, hey, this is a **** horse?

He only saw that the dough was not pinched at all, especially when Lin Biao was just a finger, and the shape of the circle was a circle. It looked like some kind of excrement.

Li Yundong's expression is weird, his eyes are straight, and Lin Biao is almost blushing. He wants to throw away the dough in his hand. He opens the ground and finds a seam to dig himself in.

Zhou Qin, who was on the sidelines, had a good relationship with her, and she played round the field for her. She said, "Master, just now... Lin Biao pinched a puppy, it was pretty!"

As soon as the people around him heard it, they suddenly burst into laughter.

Lin Biao really had to pinch a puppy before, but she never pinched this kind of thing, and she was not a practitioner in the same way as other people. The subtle control of the force was subtly fine, and she pinched it like a decent figure. Something, it’s easy to pinch one, let the little fox next to it see you, and blurt out: "Ah, you pinch a pig? Look like it!"

When Lin Biao heard it, his face was green, and he quickly said: "No, I am a dog, a dog!"

The other little foxes have listened to them all over the place. These little hoes are smashing on weekdays. They have to fight for a long time. They have seen Lin’s “dogs”. The surprising opinions are unified, and they all say that this is a pig. .

When Lin Biao was depressed, she had to find the best Su Shi in the craft, let her judge, but Su Shi glanced at the flower cake in her hand, and surprised to blurt out: "Ah? How do you pinch a pig? So ugly. !"

Lin Biao burst into tears and immediately pinched the "dog" in his hand into a dough, and Li Yundong and Aster just came back.

Li Yundong listened to the side of Ling Yue said after the passage, the heart could not help but laugh, the smile on his face was more intense, and Lin Biao could not help himself.

Su Shi, who was teased by Li Yundong, sympathized with Lin Biao. She couldn’t help it. She quietly poked Li Yundong and coughed. She said, “I want to say, Lin Binch’s is a good flower cake, or else For a while, everyone is more beautiful than one, who is willing to make a mouthful? Can’t make it, everyone will look at it?”

When Su Shi opened his mouth, the other little foxes also smiled and said that the big guys took the opportunity to step down. After all, they were all their own people. Under the roof, they looked up and saw their heads. Why bother? Why bother?

Li Yundong also resisted laughing, and said in a serious way: "Yes, I very much agree with Comrade Su Shi’s words. Her words are very reasonable. Comrade Lin Biao’s flower cakes are simple in shape but easy to understand, concise and concise. If you work, it combines practicality and artistry, which is a model of a generation of flower cakes!"

As he said, the more he said, the more he came to the point, pointing to the flower cake in the hands of Lin Biao, saying: "Look, although this shape is irregular, it is full of post-modern magical style, and the unique shape also carries the style of Picasso. Abstract and thought-provoking! Look at this shape, like a flowing cloud? Such a flowing cloud is really imaginative and imaginative!"

Li Yundong was very eloquent, and the hard-boiled life exaggerated the ugly dough, and Lin Biao did not know that Li Yundong had a "bad habit" that was being teased by people. Therefore, she was smashed by Li Yundong, and she was subconsciously Looking at his own hands, his face can not help but have a bit of curiosity, no longer so embarrassed, her heart secretly: Could it be that I am really wrong?

Kelin did not know the evil habits of Li Yundong. They were deeply educated by Su Shi, Zhou Qin, Ziyuan, etc., that is, the little foxes also knew the habit of Li Yundong, and they all passed away slightly. I couldn't help but hold my face, and I couldn't help but hold my face.

After Li Yundong praised it for a while, he took a deep look at Lin Biao and said: "Lin Biao, you just worshipped under my door, and you pinched out the work of such a terrible crying ghost, and I was really moved by the teacher and decided to sing one. The song is given to you to commemorate your debut."

Lin Biao was flicked by Li Yundong, but he looked at Li Yundong. She saw Li Yundong take a deep breath and sang: "There is a cloud in the wind, a cloud made by rain." !"

A cloud of rain! ! ! A trip! ! lump!

Su Shi and others listened, and looked at the dough in the hands of Lin Biao. This shape, this pattern, is it a glimpse? They couldn’t help it anymore and they laughed a lot.

============================================================================================================== However, I still get up and make up for the one I owe yesterday~~唉, write a hand, it’s really hurt!