But what is no longer rare, it is also in the Mofu, sent to their ordinary people's homes, that is rare.

Li Yuelan also wanted to rebuff again, Fang Yao interjected: "Mother, it is finally the mind of Mo, take it!"

This excuse to resign, it will be dark.

"You child, what is good to take away from your child, he is not the wind."Li Yuelan rebuked.

"This winter, Mo left can be sent, will not take it back, so take it!"Fang Yao Dao.

"When did you see the things that the nine brothers sent out and brought them back?"He was holding the cyanus again.

Li Yuelan looked at the two bear children, the more they looked at them, the more they were worried, and they would not leave Mo as an outsider.

Turning around, she went to the house, took out two clothes that looked like a shoulder, tucked into Mo's hand, and said, "This is the vest I made for you and Xiaoxuan, and did it before winter, you know, Aunt Lan's craft is not more than the embroidered lady in your house, and I always feel that I can't take it, so even if it is done well, I have always accepted and dared to send you here..."

Looking at the ink staring at the vest, no half of the expression, nor talking, Li Yueran was afraid that he really did not look at him, and hurriedly pulled the vest back: "If you feel inconspicuous, it doesn't matter, when Lan aunt did not send..."

Mofu is a big family, eating and drinking, are particularly particular.Just look at the guard of Qianxuan, and the clothes are several levels higher than they wear, let alone Moxie and Mo Xuan.

Just when Li Yuelan recycled the vest, Mo Wei was a tear-tangle: "No, Aunt Lan, I did not dislike it, I was just too unexpected, too moved..."

In memory, his biological mother, has not made a coat for him, for him stitched a needle, and Li Yuelan, but Fang Yao's mother, an ordinary peasant woman, and he has no blood relatives, but put him and Xiao Xuan into the heart.

This feeling, this love and care, was never tasted from the mother, and now it has been tasted here in Li Yuelan.

This material is more ordinary, the work is not as detailed as Zhang sister-in-law, but it is the warmest gift he has received since he was born.

“Really?”Li Yueran could not believe that a noble man like Mo Yi would see the clothes she made.

"Really, Aunt Lan, I like this vest very much, and I believe that Xiaoxuan is just like me."The black eyes seemed to have flashed the light.

Fang Yao knew what he was moved by, a person who had never received motherly love, and suddenly someone gave him this warmth, which must be happy to enter the pulp.

She wanted to take his hand and comfort him, but Li Yuelan was present, and she could not do so.

"You really like it, like it..." Li Yuelan looked at him not pretended to be perfunctory, and finally put his heart down.

Before receiving the call of Fang Yao, she went to the Mofu to discuss the medical science with Liu Cixuan, Li Yuelan did not really think much, sent them out the door.

In the carriage, Mo had been holding these two vests and was silent.

In his mind, he was releasing a little bit of a memory to play out of the palace, the so-called mother-in-law to him a little bit.

I thought about it again, she really didn't make clothes for herself and Xiao Xuan.

Fang Yao did not know what he was thinking, but looking at the bitter and gratifying smile of his mouth, he probably guessed some.Reaching out, tightly wrapped in his big hand, the look of pity seemed to empathize with him, and also made her infinite pain for the proud man in front of her.

Nothing to say, nothing to say, just a hand, a simple action, Mo left the thousands of words that have felt Fang Yao.

He lifted his eyes, lifted all his feelings, and said, "Help me put this vest on, I think it should be very comfortable and warm."

“All right.”

Fang Yao helped him get rid of the outside shoulder and put on the vest sent by Li Yuelan, the size is just right.

If it is not that Li Yuelan is often concerned about their brothers and cares, it is that Li Yuelan's eyes are too precise, otherwise how this vest will do just the right thing, so fit.

“This color is really good for you.”The vest sent by Li Yuelan is silver and white, and there is auspicious cloud pattern outlined by money in the corner of the corner in the middle, which is a common figure on the ink off the clothes.I probably think I like this pattern so deliberately hooked up.

"You don't like black on weekdays, it's ink, and you make the whole person gray, and this bright color is actually better dressed and more cheerful to look at."Fang Yao praised.

Mo left Ben was born with five beautiful, and the posture is long, whether it is appearance or temperament, it is a good one.So what color clothes can be easily driven by people, especially this silvery white, but also a sense of decoupling.

"It's Aunt Lan's eyes, she'll pick the color."Mo is out of modesty.

In fact, in his closet, this kind of bright clothes also have, but he does not like to wear it.But Li Yuelan did, he could not say half-hearted.

Into the Mofu, Mo left wanted to lead her to the study to warm up, but Fang Yao read the antidote and went directly to Liu Cixuan's pharmacy.

And Liu Cixuan is also working on the antidote, every day to wear and tear.Seeing Fang Yao come in, he was happy to win, he was here with a doubt to solve, want to find a personal discussion, and Fang Yao came at the right time.

The two had not been out of the pharmacy from the morning until the afternoon, and the charcoal fire had been burning in the oven, and the cold wind was cold outside, and the house was as warm as spring.

Fang Yao came to Mofu on this day, and after that, Mo will go to pick her up on time.Whether it is to understand medicine or to change places for Fang Yao for winter, the carriage of Mofu is never absent.

Occasionally, if you can't leave something, let Chituan pick up, but most of the time it's his own.

On this day, Fang Yao passed through the house, carrying a cloth bag in his hand, and the ink felt a little heavy, so he carried it for her.

When she entered the house, entered the hall, and after Med poured tea, she opened the bag: "This is my mother's new boots for you and Xiaoxuan, try it, see the fit!" 」

“The boots?”Into the past, sure enough to see two pairs of black boots neatly put together, a large and small, ink away, "this weather is so cold, Lan aunt's eyes are not very good, always do needlework, can you stand it?" 」

"All right!" she gave Li Yueran every day to bubble goji berry, but not as often as often as before, "self-playing you like her vest, now it's okay to think about doing this for you and Xiaoxuan at home, and can't persuade you to persuade... You see, this boots also have hair, said it is warmer to wear."

Warm in the ink centrifugal, moved do not know what to say, immediately try the boots, but also let the other pair to Moxuan sent.

Fang Yao picked up a long white-haired cloak in the bag and went to Qianqing: "This is what my mother did for you, saying that your clothes and collars are too shallow, and your neck is windy, and it is warm around this."

He looked at the man, and then looked at the man, obviously surprised.

Did it for her?

Did Li Yuelan also make a quilt for her?

How...

Li Yuelan treats the master and the little prince well, because Fang Yao has a good relationship with the master, can send her things, where does this start from!

“It’s for you.”Fang Yao saw that she was half-scruple, and simply began to give her the cloak around, looked around, and nodded with satisfaction, "Well, good, very good-looking."

As soon as the rags were encircled, the neck was immediately warm, and the thousand warms not only the neck, but also the heart.

Her life, everyone in the house knows.She is an orphan, from childhood with her brother, the love she received is given by her brother, that is all.Father and mother, she has not even seen what she looks, let alone the father and mother love, that is, the desire does not know where to start.Even an idea, even an illusion is a luxury.

Now, but called Li Yuelan, a good peasant woman, gave her the first love from her elders, how her heart is not warm!

“Thank you, Aunt Lan!”She touched the rag, the raw opening.

"My mother knows you'll say that, let me tell you, don't be polite."Recently, my mother gave a gift addiction, she looked at you and my older sister's body is generally tall, but also want to make you clothes, the ingredients are cut, it is estimated that the end of the month will be able to wear."Fang Yao laughed.