"Ke'er, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Yin Yijie threw his clothes aside and asked with concern.

I shook my head, no, that's it.

Yin Yijie picked me up, held me in his arms, and asked: "Ke'er, besides work, do you have nothing else to do?

Clothing, playing, watching movies, hiking, watching Liao Liang and the others went to play again.

How about we go throw hydrangeas tomorrow?"[

Throwing hydrangeas. After staying here for a few days, I learned that they went to the big banyan tree to imitate Liu Sanjie and throw hydrangeas to Brother A Niu to determine the marriage.

The big banyan tree is covered with hydrangeas, which is similar to other places. It is either padlocked or tied with red rope. When you get here, you just throw hydrangeas, which is a unique Chinese culture.

Dad also hung up some copper locks for us in Huangshan, some kind of bronze locks and bronze locks, so Yin Yijie pulled me to hang one with him.

I said "Wuwei" at that time, and my father ignored me for three days.

The clump of phoenix bamboo in front of me is just right in length, comparable to the banana bushes at home but has a different flavor.

We were sitting in the hanging chair, the sun was shining on the bamboos, it was half dark and half dark, it looked very lyrical.

There are banyan trees everywhere here, and there is shade everywhere. The sun is slightly tilted, and it is almost always shaded.

It's May day, and Yin Yijie always puts on a thick coat for me, but his protest is ineffective.

I just looked at Fengweizhu and ignored him.

Yin Yijie was unwilling to give in and said, "I heard that throwing hydrangeas under the big banyan tree is very effective. Ke'er, don't you like to be with me all the time?" While talking to him, he pretended to be affectionate, and Mi Mi said that he was pretending to be cute.

I ignored his nonsense, half-closed my eyes and said, "Do you mean if you don't throw that hydrangea, it won't work?"

This kind of nonsense, people say all day long, why are we here burning incense spirits, our hexagram spirits, our bodhisattva spirits, and so on.

Dad always gives away a lot of money to others, making him very rich.

We said we might as well donate the money to the school or something; Dad said, the school should also give it to us. We have money and don't care about it. We are typical of the nouveau riche.

Later, when it didn't make sense, I left it alone. I didn't really care about it at first, I just understood the meaning.

Yin Yijie was a little dissatisfied with my words. He hugged me tightly and rubbed me until I was ok.
Chapter completed!