ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

North House.

Inside the practice room.

A moonlight flashed, and a star on the back of her purple pupil suddenly lit up, and with the stars before her, this was already the twentieth.

Purple Pupil opened her eyes with a smile, only to see that Beichen on the other side was also looking at her dotingly.

"Congratulations."

"Thank you."

With him personally leading the battle for her, Purple Pupil has broken through again not long after breaking through, advancing from the first star of the Holy Order to the second star of the Holy Order, although it is only a breakthrough of one star, but in such a short time, it is already a miracle.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time got up and walked out the door.

At this time, it was already the early morning of the third day of the new year, and the morning sun had just risen.

The house has been lit up many years ago, and the word "longevity" is pasted everywhere on the morning of the third day of the new year, which makes it look more and more joyful.

Zitong and Beichen both thought that Mrs. Qingyou was in charge, and after breakfast, they went to Mrs. Qingyou to pay tribute, but they only saw Mrs. Qingyou, but they didn't see Beishui Han.

Hearing the purple pupil's explanation, Mrs. Qingyou just waved her hand, "Those are not my preparations, don't thank me." ”

"Didn't my mother prepare it?" Purple Pupil exchanged glances with Beichen, "Could it be my father?" ”

"This, you ask him to go!" Mrs. Qingyou said.

As soon as the two of them heard Mrs. Qingyou's tone, they knew that these two were afraid that they were making trouble again.

Zitong just smiled secretly in her heart, these two, the old husband and wife have to fight for a few days from time to time, it's really funny.

After sitting for a while, she left Beichen here to chat with Mrs. Qingyou, and she found an excuse to go out of the hall, Beichen knew her thoughts, and she didn't stop it.

After asking people all the way, Zitong came to another pavilion not far away, and sure enough, he saw Bei Shuihan checking the fireworks managed by the housekeeper.

"Father, what are you busy with?" Purple Hitomi was busy leaning over, and she didn't have anything to say.

"Purple Pupil is here." Bei Shuihan saw that it was her, but he smiled kindly, "These are all fireworks, and I will let you play with Beichen at night." ”

Although she felt that Beichen had spoiled her a little too much that night, she was later scolded by Mrs. Qingyou, and Bei Shuihan had already been scolded and woken up.

The world is there, and it is impossible to run away.

But if the husband and wife don't cherish it, no matter how good the relationship is, they may gradually become estranged, just like him and Mrs. Qingyou.

At that time, it was not as affectionate as Xiang Beichen and Zitong, but later because of one small thing, he made him like a stranger, and now he finally got along, and he made things worse.

Now that I think about it, if I had made it clear to my wife at that time, and the two of them had experienced Beichen together, Beichen at this time would not have gone anywhere, and the cold war with his wife for more than ten years had accidentally hurt both of them.

Bei Shuihan felt sorry for his son, and he didn't want Beichen to follow in his footsteps again.

"My father is so fond of it, and Purple Pupil is really flattered." Purple Hitomi stood aside and watched him fiddle with fireworks, "Father seems to know a lot about fireworks?" ”

"I didn't understand it before, but because your mother likes it, I deliberately learned how to make it." North Water Cold.

Zitong chatted with Beichen before, and also heard about Bei Shuihan and Mrs. Qingyou, and knew that the acquaintance between the two was related to fireworks.

Hearing Bei Shuihan say this again, he had already guessed that Bei Shuihan was intent on currying favor with Mrs. Qingyou, and immediately said, "I just came from my mother, and she seems to be a little unhappy." ”

Bei Shuihan sighed when he heard this, but he didn't make a sound.