What would it feel like if there were more than 3,000 plum trees in the plum forest, and countless plum trees blooming at the same time? At this time, Yang Yan's family, who had just walked into the plum forest and strolled on the lakeside path, were already deeply shocked!

"The plum blossoms are three points whiter than the snow, but the snow is a bit fragrant." Yang Yan remembered the poem he memorized when he was studying in his mind. He said to Xia Yu with emotion, "Although I have never seen snow, I feel that the plum blossoms on the wild mountain have already snowed in our valley!"

Isn't it?

The petals bloomed on the branches, and the plum blossoms at the foot of the mountain and the plum blossoms on the top of the mountain were all connected into pink and white, just like heavy snow covering the mountain, covered in silver, and looked so beautiful!

Xia Yu's speech was not as profound as Yang Yan. She said concisely: "I have seen snow. Last year, but it was not as good as here!"

"I know, when you went to the training last year, you sent me photos of the snow and snow mountains." Yang Yan smiled.

Luo Luo was held by her father. The little girl had not focused on the plum blossoms at the beginning. She lay on her father's shoulders and stared blankly at the calm and beautiful lake surface like jasper.

When my father took her and started to climb to the plum blossom viewing pavilion on the hillside. When the viewing platform was climbing, the girl turned her perspective and saw the plum blossoms reflected in her bright eyes.

It seemed that before she could react for a while, Luoluo looked at the plum blossoms intently for a while before she could not help but turn her head and hold her little arm in front of her father's chest. In this way, she could tilt her little head back and look at her father's big face with her eyes.

Yang Yan felt something, and he was chatting with Xia Yu and turned to look at the little guy.

"Ah, Dad!" Luo Luo saw his father's gaze turn, and immediately grinned happily, showed a sweet smile to his father, followed by a loud cry.

However, after she finished crying, she turned her head and looked at the plum blossom beside her with a little joyful laugh.

The little girl’s idea was very simple. She felt that she had reminded her father to see the plum blossoms, and the rest would be appreciated by her father!

Yang Yan was not surprised. After all, Luo Luo often called him dad like this, showing his presence, and then left behind the confused dad and went to play by himself.

However, Xia Yu exclaimed softly in front of him, which still attracted the attention of Yang Yan and Luoluo.

"Wow! Haha!" Xia Yu stood on the steps in front and stopped moving. After a while, he slowly moved back.

"What's wrong?" Yang Yan saw her stiff body, and he reached out his hand with some concern, wanting to pull her.

"Don't move, don't move, don't get rid of it!" Xia Yu shouted.

What's going on?

Following Xia Yu's sight, Yang Yan saw that a white plum blossom with slender stamens was quietly "climbing" into the gap of Xia Yu's scarf!

"I said you may not believe it!" Xia Yu pointed to his neck and said to Yang Yan with a slight smugness, "This flower fell from the tree just now and just fell on my clothes. Is this fate amazing?"

Luoluo looked in the direction pointed by her mother's fingers. The little girl's eyes were still a little confused, and she seemed to be unable to recognize the plum blossom.

"Awesome, awesome!" Yang Yan certainly wouldn't think Xia Yu would lie. He just smiled deliberately and joked, "Your luck can go buy a lottery!"

"Hmph, I just said you don't believe it! I really fell off by myself, and others have to turn it out and pick it by themselves!" Xia Yu reached out and pinched the shaking plum blossom and began to appreciate it by himself.

"Look, this flower has five petals." After Xia Yu finished reading it himself, he did not forget to show it to Yang Yan and shared his discoveries with him. "Then the petals are really white, very pure white, and the middle is yellow, so beautiful!"

Before Yang Yan could look carefully, Luo Luo next to him finally saw what was in his mother's hand.

"Huh!" The little girl raised her little hand in surprise, got up in her father's arms, stretched out her little hand to grab the white plum blossom that her mother had just handed to her father.

Yang Yan smiled and avoided Luo Luo's little hand, put the white plum blossom on Luo Luo's hair, then he pointed at the little girl's head, and deliberately exaggeratedly: "Wow! Luo Luo, look, Huahua, what a beautiful flower on your head, you have become so beautiful too!"

"Huahua?" This time, Luoluo's repetition of the word that she followed her father suddenly became accurate. She blinked her big eyes in confusion while muttering.

The little girl felt something on her head. She was stunned for a moment when she looked at her father's smile, and then began to grab her father's clothes with her little hands, but her little butt was twisted, trying to make a 180-degree turn, as if this was the only way to see the flowers on her head.

But what is there that can't be solved by Luo Luo's butt twisting his butt?

Even though she turned around and couldn't see the plum blossoms above her head, her father was afraid that she would move too much, so he removed the white plum blossoms she had finally picked up. He quickly reached out and pinched them, put them in his palm, and sent them to her.

"Dangdang!" Yang Yan said to his daughter with a smile, "Look, the flower you want!"

Luoluo's reaction was a little slower, and she still kept the turning posture. She looked blankly for a while, as if she had just recognized it. Her head was raised, her curved eyes looked at her father with crystal joy, and her surprise smile also bloomed brilliantly on her pink face like a plum blossom.

"Yaah!" the little girl screamed happily, her voice tender but loud, as if she was calling for the young birds in spring.

However, her next move was somewhat unexpected.

The little girl smiled happily with her little tongue, and her tender little hands spread out, slapped and scratched the little white plum in her father's palm.

In just a blink of an eye, Xiao Baimei disappeared into Yang Yan's hand!

Didn't fall to the ground.

Where have you gone?

Luo Luo had already raised her head and looked at her father's chin excitedly, then clenched her hands tightly, waving as if she was very proud.

"Hmm, hemm..." The little girl also followed the rhythm of swaying her little arms, and a smiley humming sounded from her nose.

Needless to think, the five-petaled white plum blossom that was originally flawlessly falling behind the tree must have been "destroyed" in Luo Luo's palm!

You can contact the little girl's usual force holding the adult's fingers, and you can imagine how pitiful it is in the little girl's palm now!

Yang Yan couldn't help but laugh, and Xia Yu couldn't help it.

She glared at Yang Yan with resentment and said angrily: "This is my plum blossom!"
Chapter completed!