What is home First of all, it should be a house, whether it is big or small, whether it is gorgeous or simple, but it must have walls to block the wind, a roof to shelter from the rain, a bed to sleep on, and a stove to cook.
Then, there must be a door, open, you can integrate into this world with the identity of this home, close the door, and you can be alone with the closest people in your own little world.
Finally, in it, there should be men and women, and sooner or later there must be old people and children, closely bound together by blood, family affection and love.
Home is a confiding in the moonlight, home is a support in the sunset, home is a burden, but also a responsibility, home is a place that can really make you feel warm, free and relaxed.
It's always nice to come back to your own home.
Although Yang Fan was not there, this big family with dozens of people was living, but it was always a little less angry, and Yang Fan's return, on the surface, did not seem to make any changes to this family, but he was like a silent spring rain, quietly moistening the family, making it full of vitality.
Mo Xuanfei, the disciple, stood at the door and shouted loudly, driving away the old dog of the Li family next door who was urinating on the stone steps of his house, his voice was full of anger, and his voice was loud, looking at the posture, even the great monk who preached at the gate of the White Horse Temple on the Buddha's birthday was not as good as his voice.
Taomei and the third sister walked under the corridor under the spring breeze, the spring grass is green, and the spring flowers are enchanting, their steps are as light as two swallows cutting water, and the clogs are "awkward" to beat the paulownia floor, like a brisk song of singing, and the slender and slender waist is twisting gracefully.
The chest that is getting taller and taller is also standing up, quite proud.
The two inconspicuous yellow-haired girls in the past have become more and more moisturized in the good wind and water of the Yang family.
Xiao Man didn't seem to have anything special to show it, except for the true feelings that he forgot when he first met Yang Fan.
A housewife should be calm, majestic, and moody.
Just like those yellow-faced women who have just been promoted to three levels in a row, and the yellow-faced woman on the bed has only been replaced by a beautiful new daughter-in-law, and someone stuffed him with a huge sum of money last night that is enough to spend at least half a lifetime, only the maids in the family will be in awe.
So Xiaoman had to make a pretty face for himself, but it was a pity that even people who had never seen her expression yesterday could not compare it. can also see how radiant she is at the moment, it is a kind of glory from the inside to the hair.
A man is the pillar of the family and the backbone of a woman, maybe he doesn't show how important he is when he hangs around at home every day, but when his family and his woman have experienced the torment of loss and recovery, he just appears here, and the whole family will change for him.
Yang Fan lay lazily on a leisurely chair.
Nothing was done.
Surrounded by fragrant flowers.
A few industrious bees and beautiful butterflies flutter among the flowers.
Only when they flew to the top of the man's head, trying to explore his hair, would Yang Fan wave his hand lazily.
When tired.
You can rest anywhere, and there are some gorgeous and comfortable pavilions.
He takes care of his guests a hundred times more considerate than at home, but no matter how good the place is, he can't give people the feeling of home, only here, he is completely relaxed, from body to mind.
Xiaoman went to see Anu and pulled her, whispering to someone who didn't know what to say.
Sometimes smiling, sometimes crying, sometimes Xiaoman holding Anu's soft twing, sometimes Anu caressing Xiaoman's jade back, I don't know what tricks the two women are playing.
In fact, Xiaoman is reluctant to leave Yang Fan for a moment now, but the man has already returned home, and he is not afraid that he will run away again, so reason has the upper hand in feelings, she doesn't want to stick to the man now and snub Anu who just came home with her husband from birth to death.
Yang Fan knew this well, the woman's little thought was not to make this family more harmonious and happy, Xiaoman was so well-behaved and clever, and so careful to maintain the whole family, he felt ironed from the bottom of his heart.
It is his blessing to have a good wife at home.
Si Rong and Nian Zu were by his side, in the entire Yang Mansion, only these two little guys did not change in one way or another because of Yang Fan's return, they were as naughty as ever, venting their overly exuberant energy and endless curiosity about this world.
The two little ones were no longer afraid of him.
When Yang Fan was not at home, it was when the two children gradually understood the words of adults and began to contact the world, and the twin siblings were full of energy, so that Xiaoman, who ran the whole family alone, was often exhausted by them, so she used their absent father to deter them over and over again.
Over time, in the hearts of the two little guys, the vague image of the father when he was a child has become the most terrifying and violent little monster in the world, he will blow his beard and stare at his eyes, he will pick up the big slap of the pu fan and beat their delicate little buttocks into "eighty thousand", he will punish them coldly, not allow them to eat and sleep, and will throw them into the Luo River to feed the big fish So, when they just heard that the man who made their mother cry was the legendary monster -- "Daddy", the two little ones were so frightened that they fled.
But soon, they found out that this little monster was not terrible at all, he smiled very kindly when he spoke to them, and he also brought them a lot of delicious snacks to eat, even if they ate a mouth full of scum, they did not wipe their mouths at any time with a handkerchief like A-Niang, which made their delicate lips hurt.
"A-Niang is lying" The image of Yan's mother further collapsed in the heart of the younger brother, and developed in the direction of a loving mother.
And the image of Father Yan has not yet been erected, and he is now only upgraded from a small monster to a little monster that is not terrifying.
"Sister, come" Yang Nianzu, who was wearing open crotch pants, didn't know what good things he had found, so he ran to pull his sister's little hand.
Boys and girls seem to be born with great differences in personality, Si Rong is also naughty, but she is interested in butterflies among flowers and plants, so Si Rong disdained the invitation of her little brother, and glared at him with beautiful big eyes, and said in her mother's tone: "Wipe your nose and don't wipe your ass" Yang Nianzu slightly showed a little snot under his nose, which was not sloppy, but in the eyes of girls who like to be clean.
This was enough to justify her refusal to be a playmate.
Yang Nianzu sniffed very happily, and then continued to hold her hand: "Mao Mao pet, Mao Mao pet." ” "I don't want to catch butterflies" Si Rong shook off her brother's hand.
Creeping towards a butterfly.
The good-natured Yang Nianzu sniffed, staggered away, picked up a half-foot-long straw stick from the ground, and walked in front of Yang Fan.
Slowly bent down.
Yang Fan had already sat up straight and looked at him with a slight smile.
There was a caterpillar on the ground, trying to wriggle into the flowers, Yang Nianzu stood far away from it, carefully stretched out a small grass stick, and gently plucked it twice.
The straw stick swept two fingers away from the insect, and the little one did not take a step forward, but bent his waist deeper, and the two white and smooth little buttocks were exposed like perfume pears.
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He was in a hurry.
Stretched out the straw stick and pulled desperately.
The bug was suddenly attacked.
After two urgent resistances, he curled up and pretended to be dead.
Yang Nianzu exclaimed in surprise and threw away the straw stick. turned around and ran, stumbling into the arms of Yang Fan, who was already waiting there.
Holding his neck tightly, he turned his head and pointed to the ground, not knowing whether he was happy or scared, and shouted: "Mao Mao Pet, Mao Mao Pet" Yang Fan smiled and asked, "Are you afraid?"
"Afraid of hairy pets" Yang Nianzu frowned and stared, making a nervous and frightened expression, and his two little feet stepped on his father's lap, trying to climb higher.
Yang Fan held his little buttocks, laughed, leaned back, and the free chair carried the father and son squeaky leisurely.
The sky is high, the clouds are light, the birds are singing, the flowers are singing, the spring breeze is blowing, and the laughter is loud Yang Fan loves days like this.
When Yang Fan was enjoying the joy of family at home, Princess Taiping was having a big banquet in the house.
She didn't know that Yang Fan had returned to Luoyang City, but she already knew that Yang Fan was fine.
In the princess's house, everyone sat widely, all wearing light robes, staggered cups, talking and laughing.
If someone saw these people gathered around Princess Taiping at this moment, and knew that these people were all disciples of Princess Taiping, then he would be secretly surprised, Princess Taiping had unknowingly recruited a large number of courtiers, including many powerful ministers.
Thanks to the invasion of Li Quanzhong, Sun Wanrong's rebellion and the Turkic Mosi Khan, coupled with the clumsy performance and even stupid behavior of Wu's nephews on the battlefield, Wu Zetian was completely desperate for Wu's nephews to inherit the country, and she had no doubt that if she really handed over the throne to her nephew, she would definitely follow in the footsteps of Qin Shi Huang and Sui Wen Emperor.
Although she has not publicly stated that she wants to appoint the descendants of the Li family as the heir, she has made subtle adjustments in policy, many of Li Tang's former ministers, including officials who have always publicly stated that they want to be loyal to Li Tang, have been reinstated, and Princess Taiping has also taken advantage of this relaxed political environment to win over a large number of officials.
Princess Taiping drank a few cups, and her cheeks were already flushed with a faint flush, making this "Luoyang peony" appear more and more beautiful, so that everyone did not dare to look at it directly, so as not to be intimidated by its beauty, revealing its ugliness, and making people laugh.
Princess Taiping put down her wine glass and said with a smile: "The development of the imperial court is now greatly beneficial to us.
It's just that the mother queen's mind has always been unpredictable and changeable, and it's hard to say whether the mother queen will change her mind again because of the calming down of the situation in Hebei, I don't know what you have to do about it."
Cui Ti stroked his beard lightly, and pretended to be chic: "Your Highness, the reason why Your Majesty is doing so now is because Li Quanzhong of the Khitan and the Turkic Mo Si have successively used this as an excuse to raise troops and rebel, Your Majesty knows the people's aspirations and the general trend cannot be violated, so he reinstated Li Tang and invited the hearts of the people in the world."
But this is only an external cause, and now that the external cause is gone, there will be no more war in the near future.
Moreover, although the way in which foreign enemies raise troops and create chaos is beneficial to our development, it will inevitably hurt the vitality of the country.
The external causes are no longer available, and they are not suitable for use, so why don't we start with the internal causes now?"
Princess Taiping's eyes lit up, and she leaned over and asked, "What is the internal cause of Da Lang's words":