The yin and yang of the ancestors of the magic road were written into a book

In fact, I just want to use my article as the background to write a congratulatory article for Wang Ji

There is nothing better than a sweetheart, yourself and your sweetheart's child to celebrate his birthday

January 23 is the twelfth lunar month of winter.

Yun Shen didn't know that snow had just fallen in the place, and everything he saw was white.

Today is a special day.

There was even a thick layer of snow on the trails in the mountains. The disciples of the Lan family were walking on the narrow trails. Their coats had been replaced by snow-white jackets. They held their respective sabers in one hand and Hold books on blue background.

As they walked, their feet landed on the snow, only the sound of "creaking" was heard, and rows of footprints were left behind them.

Suddenly, a small figure ran over from nowhere, holding something wrapped in a gray cloth in his arms.She was also wrapped in a snow-white jacket, but because of her small stature, her whole body was chubby, with two braids on her head, which were raised up and down as she ran.

It was a little girl, who was particularly conspicuous among the male disciples of Manshan Lan Sect, not only that, she ran extremely fast, like a frightened rabbit, and disappeared after a while.

Generally speaking, no one would dare to run so fast in the deep cloud.

But when those Lan's disciples saw this, they were accustomed to it and smiled knowingly.

This little girl is Lan Siyue, the biological daughter of Hanguang Jun from the Lan Clan of Gusu.

not only

Today is a special day.

can understand, can understand

At the same time, in the small kitchen next to the quiet room

In the small kitchen, firewood has been lit in the stove, making the whole kitchen very warm.

Lan Sizhui and Wei Wuxian were standing by the table.

On the table was a porcelain bowl as big as a face, inside the porcelain bowl was a ball of dough, and Wei WuXian was holding the dough with one hand and the bowl with the other, vigorously kneading the dough inside.

The fire in the stove was burning, making the sound of bamboo crackling.

"Mom, I'm back!"

The kitchen door was suddenly opened, and a small figure walked in. As soon as the little girl came in, she happily leaned over to the table, and took off the ashes that were used to wrap her arms, revealing the things inside.

What was wrapped in the gray cloth was actually a branch of wintersweet.

I saw that this branch of wintersweet bloomed very delicately, the petals were small and exquisite, moist and transparent, very pleasing, Wei WuXian's eyes lit up when he saw it.

"Mother, brother, what do you think? I have been picking this among the wintersweet bushes for a long time! Is it pretty? Daddy will definitely like it!"

Lan Siyue raised her head, begging for praise.

Wei WuXian took the wintersweet branch, looked at it carefully in front of his eyes, and praised: "Not bad, not bad, my Siyue has really good eyesight, she really followed me, hahaha!"

Lan Siyue couldn't help but rolled her eyes, really, even if you praise others, you don't forget to praise yourself.

Hmph, what a cheek!

Seeing Wei Wuxian handing the winter plums to Lan Sizhui who was next to him, and then continuing to knead the dough vigorously, Lan Siyue raised her brows lightly, and said, "Mother, don't make things that are glowing red this time. , it's terrible!"

The corners of Wei Wuxian's mouth twitched slightly, and he coughed lightly, deciding not to bother with her because of the girl's performance in looking for Lamei so actively this time.After all, SiZhui went there in the past, this time the girl volunteered to go, and the wintersweet she found was really in bloom.

Very satisfied, Wei Wuxian turned his head and smiled kindly, and said, "Girl, are you cold? Why don't you go warm yourself by the fire!"

Besides, even if it is red, isn't Lan Zhan happy to eat it!

Lan Siyue was covered in goosebumps by Wei Wuxian's smile, she shuddered, and said, "Mother, don't laugh like that, it's weird, and also, don't you think you can't say no to me?"

God damn can't say no to you!

"Xiao Sizhui, hurry up and take your little sister to warm up with the fire, don't let her catch a cold, you know?" Wei Wuxian gritted his teeth.

"Okay, I got it." Lan Sizhui suppressed his laughter, took Lan Siyue's little hand, and said softly, "Siyue, come here, don't bother Mommy."

"Oh..." Lan Siyue shrugged, and followed Lan Sizhui to warm up.

The sky outside gradually became dark.

At this moment, Lan indoor

Lan Wangji stepped out of the orchid room and headed towards the quiet room. Although the steps under his feet seemed not too fast or slow, in fact, they were faster than usual.

Today is his birthday.

His Wei Ying, as well as his children, are waiting for him to go back.

Before meeting Wei Wuxian, his birthday was nothing more than the day he was born to him.Although other sects would bring him birthday presents on this day, and his uncle would also hold a family banquet for him, but it was nothing special for him.

After the family banquet, there was silence.

He would only go to Longdan Xiaozhuqian, where his mother used to live, and sit for a whole night.

But since he married Wei Ying, everything has changed.

On every birthday, he would cook himself, and make him a bowl of longevity noodles with a sprig of wintersweet.

Smelling the fragrance of wintersweet and eating the noodles he cooked himself, this has been five consecutive years

Of course, when it comes to Wei Wuxian's birthday, so will Lan Wangji.

Soon, he came to the quiet room and approached the small kitchen next to him

just walked in

"God, mother, didn't I remind you, why are you so red again?"

"...What's wrong with Hongtongtong? Hongtongtong is still delicious!"

"Where is it delicious? Last time it almost killed me!"

"Smelly girl, who wants you to steal it, I gave this to your father, not you!"

"Wow, mother, you are eccentric, too eccentric..."

Listening to the noise inside, Lan Wangji raised his mouth uncontrollably, raised his hand and pushed open the kitchen door.

In the kitchen, Lan Sizhui looked at the one big and one young who were constantly arguing in front of the stove, and really didn't know who to persuade.Just at this time, the sound of the door being opened came from behind, and he turned his head away immediately.

Seeing Lan Wangji coming in, Lan SiZhui's eyes lit up, and he shouted happily, "Daddy, you're here!"

"En." Lan Wangji nodded, and after walking in, he saw Lan Sizhui with some soot on his face, took a few steps closer, and wiped it off with his fingertips.

The one big and one who were still arguing over there also noticed Lan Wangji's arrival. Lan Siyue lost all intention of arguing with Wei Wuxian in an instant, turned her head and threw herself at Lan Wangji's legs. arms tightly around him.

He raised his head and shouted sweetly: "Daddy, you are here, happy birthday!"

Lan Wangji's eyes were soft, he bent down and hugged the little girl in his arms, and said, "Yes."

"Brother, brother, what are you still doing in a daze, tell Dad quickly!" Seeing that Lan Sizhui didn't speak, Lan Siyue hurriedly greeted her.

"I..." Lan Sizhui's cheeks were dyed a blush, and with his hands behind his back, he said, "Da... Daddy, happy birthday."

Why are you so shy!Lan Siyue almost didn't laugh outright, but she didn't open her mouth either. Instead, she moved her small lips to Lan Wangji's ear and said softly, "Daddy, hug brother."

"Yeah." A smile flashed across Lan Wangji's eyes, and he also hugged Lan Sizhui in his arms.

"You two, your father is the oldest today, why do you still want me to hug you, why don't you all come down to me, your father still wants to eat noodles." Wei Wuxian said as he walked over, holding a bag in his hand A bowl of red noodles was placed on the table.

Lan Siyue stuck out her tongue, and then lightly patted Lan Wangji's shoulder.

Lan Wangji took the chance and put the two little guys down.

The two little guys came to the table, one on the left and the other on the right, holding Lan Wangji's hand.

Lan Siyue pointed to the wintersweet on the table, and said with a smile: "Look, Dad, is this wintersweet good?"

Lan Wangji glanced at it, nodded and said, "Mmm, it looks good."

After a pause, he said again: "Remember, in the future, you must not rush around in the unknown place of Yun Shen, do you understand?"

Lan Siyue's face froze, she lowered her head, pouted her small mouth in grievance and said, "I know, Daddy..."

Lan Sizhui couldn't help but lightly smiled, and said, "Yue'er has been there for a long time, Daddy."

"Yes, I know." Lan Wangji gently stroked Lan Siyue's hair, and said in a low voice, "It's snowing outside, and the ground is slippery."

It turned out that she was afraid that she would fall!Lan Siyue's mood immediately improved, she nodded again and again, and said, "Yes, I know, Daddy! Daddy, sit down and eat noodles."

Only now did Lan Wangji sit down, and looked at the bowl... as in previous years, with the same red noodles.

Enmmmm is still the same as before, Lan Wangji raised his eyes to meet Wei Wuxian's.

How could Wei Wuxian not know what he was thinking, touched his nose in embarrassment, coughed lightly, and said, "What, I didn't control my hand well..."

He has told himself several times that he can't make it spicy, but he can't help but reach for the chili powder while doing it, and by the time he realizes it, it's too late.

Inside the pot, it was already fiery red.

Lan Siyue raised her eyebrows lightly, and said, "Aniang, when did you manage to control yourself?"

Wei Wuxian coughed.

"Lan Zhan, how about...I'll make another pot, this time I will definitely not..."

"No problem." Lan Wangji moved the noodles in front of him, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the noodles, and delivered them to his mouth.

And the three people around, one big, two young, held their breath, watching Lan Wangji swallow the noodles.

Then, the base of Lan Wangji's ears turned red at an extremely fast speed.

But Wei WuXian didn't notice his reddened ears, and quickly asked, "Lan Zhan, how's it going? Is it delicious?"

Lan Wangji coughed lightly, and said, "Yes, it's delicious."

"That's good, Lan Zhan, eat more, you'll be full!" Wei Wuxian immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said joyfully.

"Ah."

Lan Wangji was unequivocal, eating with one chopstick at a time, taking his time and taking it easy

It's just that the roots of the ears are getting more and more red.

The fire in the stove is still burning, and the crackling sound is still going on.

Wei Wuxian was sitting in front of Lan Wangji, and the two dolls were also sitting on the side, looking at him with three pairs of eyes.

shiny.

"Lan Zhan, I will cook noodles for you every birthday every year from now on, okay?"

"it is good."

he too

A bowl of noodles is enough