Siheyuan: the beginning to realize the freedom of cooking

The three-day trip to Paris ended in the blink of an eye.

After getting off the plane, Lou Xiaoe returned to the courtyard with Lin Aijun.

Back in the courtyard, they began to summon Lin Zhaodi and Sha Zhu's family to come and unwrap the presents together.

Lin Zhaodi saw the ring on Lou Xiaoe's hand sharply, and asked with a smile, "Sister E, have you and my brother made a date?"

Lou Xiaoe raised her hand to look at the ring, and said sweetly in her heart, "Yes, we agreed to get the certificate tomorrow."

When Lin Xile heard this, she leaned her head together: "Aunt Lou, when will the banquet be held?"

Lin Aijun rubbed Lin Xile's head: "The banquet will be later, Xiao'e wants to attend together when Ah Chen is on vacation, and it's not yet decided whether to do both."

"Then let's celebrate first. Brother Junzi and sister-in-law will get their certificates tomorrow, and then we will eat at my house in the evening. I will have a good meal." Silly Zhu interjected.

Seeing this, Lou Xiaoe took out a box from the gift and handed it to Shazhu: "Here, this is the knife I bought for you. Let's see if it works well."

"Thank you, sister-in-law!" Sha Zhu took a look and smiled.

"Don't worry, everyone has it!" Lou Xiao'e said, and began to flip through the bags, distributing everyone's gifts to others one by one.

Lin Xile opened the gift Lou Xiaoe gave her, only to see a dark ball inside.

She couldn't help asking in surprise, "Aunt Lou, what did you buy for me?"

Lou Xiaoe, who was distributing presents, smiled when she saw this: "Xi Le, this is for you to play with. You have always envied girls with short hair and are reluctant to cut their hair. This is a wig for you to wear and play with."

Lin Xile took out the gift from the box, looked at the wig in front of her in surprise, and put a set on her head.

Then he poked his head and took a look in the mirror: "Ah, this French wig is made so realistically, it can't be seen that it is fake at all."

After finishing speaking, he was about to run outside the house.

Lin Aijun called her to stop: "Xi Le, don't run away, where are you going? You haven't opened the gift I gave you yet!"

Lin Xile stopped and looked at Lin Aijun expectantly: "I'll show grandpa, what did you buy me, dad?"

Lin Aijun took out a bunch of original books as if offering treasures: "Look, the Oxford English and dictionary I bought for you are memorized all the way back."

"Dad, where is this a gift?" Lin Xile acted like a teenager, and sighed: "Why don't you take a look for yourself first, I'm leaving."

Before Lin Aijun could speak, Lin Xile ran away, wearing a wig to the backyard.

As soon as he stepped into the backyard, he bumped into a Sophora japonica coming towards him.

With this collision, both of them fell to the ground.

Lin Xile knew that she didn't look at the road, so she felt embarrassed, so she quickly stepped forward and pulled Sophora japonica up: "Sophora japonica, are you okay?"

Huaihua got up from the ground, rubbed her buttocks, shook her head and said, "I'm fine. Yo, Xile, did you cut your hair short?"

Lin Xile shook her hair when she heard the words: "No, look, this hair is fake. Aunt Lou brought it back for me from France. Look, is it made like the real one?"

Huai Hua looked at it, and her heart was full of envy: "Joy, this hair looks real."

Lin Xile is not a stingy person, coupled with the mentality of showing off a toy, she took off the wig and handed it to Huai Hua: "I will wear it for you to play with."

"Really? Can I wear it?" Huaihua's eyes lit up, and she took the wig from Lin Xile: "Thank you, Xile!"

After Sophora finished speaking, she put the wig on her head, then combed it with her fingers, then raised her head and asked Lin Xile: "Xile, does it look good?"

Lin Xile was stunned when she saw Huaihua wearing a wig.

She always felt that Huaihua wearing a wig looked familiar, but she couldn't remember it all at once.

"Hiss, Huai Hua, you always look like someone wearing this wig, I just can't remember it at the moment." Lin Xile rested her chin on her hand and began to think hard.

Sophora frowned upon hearing this: "Really? I'll go look in the mirror."

While talking, Qin Jingru came in from the outside, saw Huai Hua wearing a wig, and blurted out: "Hua Hua, why did you cut your hair? Let me go, you really look like your grandma when you cut this hairstyle." It really looks a bit like it!"

When Lin Xile heard it, she slapped her thigh: "That's right, I just said who I look like, but I can't remember! It turns out that Huaihua looks like Aunt Jia!"

"Right, Xile, do you look a little like Aunt Jia?"

Lin Xile nodded quickly: "Really, really, it's just that Huaihua is much thinner than Aunt Jia, and her clothes are also the style of a little girl. If you change into a worn-out padded jacket, you will really look like Aunt Jia!"

After hearing this, Huai Hua was dubious: "Is it true or not, so similar?"

Lin Xile and Qin Jingru said in unison: "It really looks alike, if you don't believe me, take a picture yourself!"

Huaihua was dubious, walked into her small brick room, looked in the mirror, and was stunned: "It really looks a bit like it!"

Qin Jingru felt trembling all over. After all, Aunt Jia fell into the water and died, which is not very auspicious.

She rubbed her arms with both hands: "Hua Hua, why did you cut your hair like this?! It's going to be the cold clothes festival soon, it's a bit creepy!"

Seeing this, Huaihua took off the wig from her head and held it in her hand: "Auntie, this is Xile's wig, for playing with it."

Qin Jingru looked at the long hair on Huaihua's head, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Hurry up and return it to Xile, don't wear it anymore! This is not fun, and you must never wear short hair in the future."

After speaking, he trembled again, then turned and went back to the house.

He kept muttering in his mouth: "Oh, I almost scared me!"

Huaihua looked at Qin Jingru's back, and whispered to Lin Xile: "Xile, can I discuss something with you? Our school is going to hold a cultural performance, and the principal asked me to cut my hair short in pursuit of realism. I'm not happy. You Can you lend me this short hair for a day?"

Lin Xile looked at Sophora japonica, she was a generous girl, but she didn't mean not to borrow it: "Didn't your aunt let you wear it? She saw it later and said you."

"Xi Le, I just wear it at school, so my aunt won't see it. So Xi Le, you can lend me some, and I'll treat you to the Arctic Ocean later." Huaihua promised, patting her chest.

Lin Xile thought for a while, and said straightforwardly: "Okay! Then remember to return it to me when you run out tomorrow."

"I'm so happy, I'll buy you the Arctic Ocean right now." Huaihua smiled, carefully placed the Party A that Lin Xile lent her on the table, and then ran out to buy the Arctic Ocean.

Lin Xile went to look for Li Weiguo in a hurry.

Soon.

Huaihua put the bought Arctic Ocean in Lin Xile's window.

Then he turned around and went to Qinhuairu's room, after rummaging through the box, he found an old patched padded jacket and came out.

There's no way, the one she was asked to act in the school was an old woman from the countryside.