Chapter 412 412. What is this 'art' totem

  Music was playing in the room, and the two of them vaguely heard the message notification tone, but they didn't stop.

  Lin Wan wondered if Li Yanchen had some kind of disease, probably symptoms—endless.

  Thinking that she didn't like it very much, she felt that she might also be infected with that disease.

  Take a rest on the top of the cloud, Lin Wan said solemnly, "Why don't you take the time to see a psychiatrist."

  In such an atmosphere, Lin Wan's words seemed very abrupt, and made Li Yanchen confused.

"what?"

   "It's not normal. In the afternoon, the wives of Yushuiwan said that they don't do it twice a month now..."

  Li Yanchen understood, it turned out to be this matter.

   "Do you feel sick? I asked, and it's normal. Except for special periods, it's only once every 1.5 days." Of course Li Yanchen would not admit that he was a patient: "They are not normal."

  Lin Wan yelled, lay quietly for a while, and then jumped up: "Is someone sent me a message just now, let me see."

   Half an hour ago, Aunt Huang.

  She got dressed: "Go down and eat baked pears. I asked my aunt to make it, but I forgot."

  Li Yanchen tidied himself up and went downstairs with Lin Wan.

  The roasted pears are warm in the soup pot, and the indoor floor heating is fully turned on, so the temperature is relatively high. When Lin Wan opened the lid, it was steaming.

  After supper, Lin Wan regained her spirits. She took out her needle and thread, and planned to sew names and flowers on the three scarves to distinguish them.

  Aunt Huang saw that his wife was doing the needlework herself, and she kindly asked her to do it, but Lin Wan said no, it would be meaningful to sew by herself.

  So Aunt Huang sat on the sofa and lifted up her slippers, and Li Yanchen cast a movie.

  The scarf was brown. Lin Wanfang found a corner and sewed his name there, without affecting the original appearance of the scarf.

Many images appeared in her mind, such as a plum blossom embroidered next to Li Zekai's name, a four-leaf clover embroidered next to Li Zexin's name, and an Alfredo embroidered next to Li Zexuan's name. It sounds simple.

  She even imagined how it would look after embroidery, sure to add color to the scarf.

   However, the reality is not as simple as she thought.

  One regular character, she tore it back and forth five times, and finally got bored.

   "Li Yanchen, why marry such a difficult character for a child?"

  Li Yanchen lay innocently on the gun, he pursed his mouth: "My brother and sister-in-law took it."

   "Madam, would you like me to help you?" Aunt Huang volunteered again.

   "It's okay, auntie, I'll try again." Lin Wan is not a person who gives up lightly, can't conquer a spatula, can't a small embroidery needle also conquer?

   After another 20 minutes of grinding, a character was finally embroidered, and a plum blossom was added, and she showed it to Li Yanchen.

   "What kind of artistic 'totem' is this? But the marks made by hand cannot be the same, and they can indeed be distinguished."

  Lin Wan: …

  What to add, but it doesn't mean that she embroiders ugly. She put away the scarf, the artist's works are all abstract, and started the next one.

   "Yes, yes, yes, I have seen the works of those painters in the jokes. They are priceless, and I can't understand them. The less I understand, the better." Aunt Huang said quickly.

  Lin Wan smiled at Aunt Huang.

   When the three scarves were tossed, it was already midnight, Lin Wan yawned and went back to the room to rest.

  The next morning, the woman woke up naturally after falling asleep, and Li Yanchen went to Chenxin on time.

  Not in Yushui Bay, Lin Wan felt much quieter.

  The wives of Yushuiwan went to Li's house at nine o'clock and found no one at home, so they sent a message in the group and learned that Lin Wan was next to the school.

  There are countless sigh emoticons in the group.

  Lin Wan immediately got a shot of chicken blood: Be happy early in the morning, maybe I will go back on the weekend.

  Thus, the emoticons of twisting, crawling, wriggling... re-occupied the wives.

   What bad intentions can these rich ladies have? They are just lonely and cold, and they want to find someone to talk to.

  Aunt Huang knew that Lin Wan had the habit of sleeping late when she was at home, so she made breakfast late on purpose.

  A pot of sweet potato porridge, served with pickled cucumbers. The sweet potatoes are grown by Aunt Liu in Yushuiwan, and the pickled cucumbers are pickled by Aunt He herself.

   After breakfast, Lin Wan decided to find something to do. She thought of the agricultural research base discussed with Li Yanchen when she was in Lan Village, so she asked Aunt Huang to accompany her to a nearby village.

  Hearing that she was going to the countryside, Aunt Huang kept bringing cloth bags. She has been an aunt in the city for more than ten years. Although she has no money and lives in a big villa, she likes the air of the countryside the most.

   "Let's go ma'am, by the way, is it necessary for a day? I'll pack some food in a thermos, and bring some snacks and water." Aunt Huang's posture made Lin Wan think that they were going on a long trip.

  Lin Wan held her aunt's arm: "Auntie, don't be too busy, even if there is no place to eat in the village, we will go to the town, and the town will have everything you need."

   "Bring a little." Aunt Huang packed some corn segments and took two bottles of mineral water.

  Lin Wan chose the nearest village—Dongxiang.

  East Phase is 60 kilometers away from Yuncheng City. Navigation shows that it is surrounded by water, and East Phase is rich in various melons, fruits and aquatic products.

   It can be said that there are unique characteristics throughout the year, and the crispy peaches in this season are a must.

  Lin Wan drove, and Aunt Huang sat in the passenger seat.

  She looked out the car window, her eyes were red. In the past, apart from her hometown, her activity range in Yuncheng was centered on Yushuiwan, with a diameter of 10 kilometers.

  She didn't expect that after Lin Wan came, she could go out with her master.

   "Aunt Huang, the Dongxiang Bridge is just ahead. This bridge spans Dongxiang Lake. The bridge is more than 4,000 meters long and 12 meters wide. It is only open to traffic, and pedestrians are not allowed to get off and cross the bridge..."

   "It's foggy, like a fairyland." Aunt Huang sighed.

  Passing the Dongxiang Bridge is Dongxiang Village, and Lin Wan navigated directly to the entrance of the village.

  Different from Lan Village, the entrance of Changxiang Village is a large stele square with three gates, and two welcoming pine trees on both sides of the stone stele square.

  The car stopped by the side of the road, and Lin Wan walked into the village with her camera and Aunt Huang.

  Along the main road, there are two-story small buildings on both sides, with blue tiles and white walls, and a traditional Chinese courtyard. The dark red courtyard door is open, and through the arched door, you can see the elderly in the courtyard relaxing in the sun.

   "This village is so beautiful." Aunt Huang sighed.

  If Yushuiwan is a luxurious beauty, then Dongxiang is an antique beauty.

   "Auntie, you stand here, I'll take some photos for you."

  Aunt Huang was a little embarrassed: "Madam, I'm already old, and it doesn't look good when I take pictures."

   "I can take a beautiful picture of you, right here, come on."

  Aunt Huang stood under the persimmon tree shyly.

  Lin Wan picked up the camera, captured a few photos, and continued walking towards the village.

  The field displayed by the navigation is at the end of the main road, and it takes about half an hour to walk.

   "Mom, this sister is so beautiful, why does she look so familiar?" Suddenly a child playing on the side of the road spoke in substandard Mandarin.

  (end of this chapter)

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