Soho: "Son, how about we eat and talk?"

  The elders are kind, and Yan Tao can only nod his head because it is not good to refuse.

  But she first ordered Xiao Qi to open an account in the battle front game server to practice.

   Yantao is about to leave, Xiao Huanhuan looks at her pitifully with big eyes like a cat occupying her nest.

   Soho: "Huanhuan, let's go to dinner with your beautiful brother. Would you like to go to your mother first?"

   "But..." Huanhuan hugged the boy's legs with both hands and feet, looking forward to the authenticity, "Huanhuan wants a beautiful brother to hold him."

   Yan Tao...

  Little **** will just play cute to lower her bottom line.

  She is the head of the Yan family, so she must not be confused!

  Little seven, come on and shout: The master is right!

  So Ho looked at Yan Tao embarrassedly, his eyes turned back to his picky daughter, "You are too fat, you will be tired of my brother!"

   Huanhuan... sad tears filled my eyes.

  Are you still my mother? !

  Master Yan helplessly picked up the cub who was fluttering on his shoes and hugged him, "Let’s go, fat."

Huanhuan is happy and unhappy, pouting her mouth to look at her fat body, holding Yan Tao with some satisfaction, and correcting Yan Tao with seriousness, "People don’t call it fat, my name is Huanhuan, the joy of the family. ."

   "Okay, fat."

   Huanhuan... The pretty brother must have done it deliberately.

  The little boy squatted his mouth and hugged his skinny self depressedly.

  Hmph, she is skinny!

  Those who say I am fat are jealous of my cuteness!

  So Ho likes Yan Tao very much. The two wanted to have a good chat. Yan Tao declined her invitation to play at home and only exchanged contact information.

  It's almost seven o'clock after dinner and bid farewell to Soho.

  The young man walked slowly on the side of the road to digest, Xiao Qi mysteriously gossiped: Master, do you know who Su He’s husband is?

  Yantao: Love who and who.

  At around seven o'clock in the summer, the breeze was cool, the black hair of the teenager was flying in the wind, and the outstanding temperament caused passers-by to turn their heads.

  She was used to being watched and returned home blankly.

   Granny Jiang is wearing reading glasses and is embroidering with a piece of white silk cloth. The **** phoenix on the silk is majestic, the tail of the phoenix is ​​blazing, and the crimson flames seem to come alive at any time.

   Yan Tao was a little surprised, and approached the old man, "Grandma, do you know how to embroider?"

  "Ancient embroidery?"

   Granny Jiang bit off a white thread, and Yan Tao realized that he had used Star Territory's words.

  Star Territory technology, different techniques, all these things from the cold weapon era have long since disappeared.

  What people on this planet call embroidery. She had seen it in those old stubborn books, and it was amazing.

  I don’t want to have it here.

Granny Jiang smiled, "This is cloud embroidery, which is different from ordinary embroidery. It uses transparent thread and ordinary thread to embroider the pattern with yin and yang needles. Back then, your grandma taught me the craftsmanship of our Jiang family. Unfortunately, now No one has learned it."

   Granny Jiang said here, her eyes stayed on the teenager's face for a while, Master Yan quickly got up, she was used to holding a gun and a sword, and such gadgets were hard to play.

   "Tao Tao, it's better than..."

   Granny Jiang smiled like an old fox, Yan Tao took a step back and snatched her words, “Why don’t I find you a heir? How about?”

  After speaking, the young man hurriedly flashed.

   Granny Jiang pinched the embroidered handkerchief, scratched her hair with a needle, chuckled, and continued to embroider with her head down.

  In the past, she was busy picking up bottles and had no time, but now she can make clothes for her children.