The 29th day of the twelfth lunar month.

Shuzhi Mountain.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and the next day is Yuanzheng, that is, the Spring Festival.

Ninety percent of the demons are just New Year.

There are mountains and demons covered by demon kings. As long as there are no shortage of wild game and delicacies around the mountains and forests, the New Year will be celebrated every day.

However, Shuzhi Mountain is different.

On this day, Zhu An rarely left his wife and children's residence and came to Shuzhi Mountain.

On the square on the mountainside, the Shuzhi Mountain flag was raised high, and many gentlemen and students held papers on the open ground, taking ink and cutting paper.

Fengyuelang went to Yuling Country a few days ago to buy red paper, pen and ink and other items for the New Year.

On this day, the monsters will look for good brushwork, write pairs on the cut red silk or paper, and will also find monsters who show outstanding cleverness in handicraft classes, tailor beautiful flower paper, and spell the red lanterns.

Even Fengyuelang, who had celebrated more than once in Shuzhi Mountain, sighed:

"In the past, I was on other hills, and everyone loved the excitement, but the excitement was different from the excitement. Now I feel more and more that I have no interest in drinking and playing around with them all day long. It's better to be here. Not only do I feel more lively, but I'm also happy from the bottom of my heart."

After a pause, Feng Yuelang said again: "It's a pity that the king happened to be at the time of breaking the pass, but he was going to miss this year's New Year."

On the side, Baihe Yaoyun Tingzi just outlined the last stroke of the couplet, straightened up and said with a smile: "Didn't you go out for business last year and didn't come back? What a pity?"

"There are so many monsters in the mountains. Every New Year Festival, there are always some idle things to do. We should practice and we should go to seclusion. We should not delay our practice because of these worldly affairs."

As soon as Yun Tingzi finished speaking, he immediately caused a stir among the gentlemen around him.

"Yun Tingzi, what you said is wrong. Entering the world is also a practice. If you have not practiced for a long time in the world, you will not have any stable mind."

"That's right, I think it's still a long mountain and a high road. Not only do I participate in the New Year's Festival every year, but I also gave birth to a baby this year. This is the real experience!"

"No, I think Baihe just likes to pretend to be a match!" Feng Yuelang pointed at Yun Tingzi with a pen across the air and said with a smile.

The word "pretty" is an extended word in the book written by Zhu An, which generally refers to the meaning of showing off, pretending to be a fool, pretending to cover up, or pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Next to him, Yun Tingzi was not upset and laughed: "In my opinion, the one who can pretend to be the most is your Fengyue. Look at the whole mountain, besides you, who else can put the whole fan on your waist in the middle of winter? What is it not to show off? What is it not to show off? "

Feng Yuelang immediately jumped on the spot when he heard this and said angrily: "A vulgar crane like you, I know what elegance is! Feng Yue disdains to talk to you!"

Seeing the two demons bickering, the demons laughed together, and the entire venue was filled with a sense of joy.

On the other side, the library.

Bai Yu was staying up late in the pavilion to read the new version of Shuzhi Mountain in recent years. Next to him is a dictionary for the purpose of the strokes. When you encounter uncommon characters, you can find them. There are pinyin annotations above the characters, which is extremely convenient.

After reading the last chapter of the last book, Bai Yu bowed his back and stretched.

These days, there has been a mess outside, and I don’t know what those monsters are doing, which has seriously affected him who wants to study quietly.

After opening the hearing after using mana, Bai Yu's spiritual consciousness dispersed, and a series of pictures and mixed sounds came into his mind.

"New Year's Day?"

Bai Yu was stunned and stepped out of the library.

Under the slightly drowsy sky in winter, Shuzhi Mountain, which looks a bit bare and bleak, is being covered with red.

The conversation and laughter of the little monsters dispelled the cold winter feeling.

"It's really hard to mess up!"

Bai Yu was stunned. He had never seen such a lively life in his clan?

In my memory, only a human country in the Southern Continent can make this thing.

Could it be that Juanna Pig Spirit crossed the ocean from the Southern Continent?

Otherwise, how could he write so many stories and understand so many customs there?

Thinking randomly, Bai Yu looked up and saw a little rabbit demon who had just been flying in the wind, holding a brocade red lantern that was bigger than himself, floating upwards crookedly.

It seems that I want to hang it under the eaves of the library.

"Little rabbit, I'll help you." Bai Yu's magnetic voice sounded.

In the air, the little rabbit demon holding the lantern lowered his head when he heard the sound.

Below, a young man wearing a moon-white brocade dress with a handsome face but a bit confusing hairstyle and cat-eared eyes were looking at her with a smile on his face.

"Ah?"

The little rabbit demon was confused at first, and then said happily: "Okay!"

When Bai Yu watched him jump up, he took the red lantern in her hand, threw it into the sky, and then turned around and flipped in the air, and in a blink of an eye, he hung the lantern under the eaves.

The little rabbit demon's face was flushed with excitement. When the two lanterns were hung on, the little rabbit demon ran to Bai Yu and worshiped: "You are so irritable, what kind of demon is you transformed into? You are better than mine."

Bai Yu revealed a pair of white little tiger teeth that shone with glimmer when he heard this, and smiled and said, "White Tiger."

Little Rabbit Monster: "(⊙?⊙)"

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A small residence in bamboo forest in Houshan.

After a busy day, Zhu An finally put on a new red dress on Shuzhi Mountain.

In the ear room, except for the eldest and the youngest, the other three night owls heard Zhu An coming in and all came out of the crib and ran to his legs.

With helplessness on his face, Zhu An began to do the homework that he must do every day.

After examination, he and Bai Nian's children were born with throat bones like demon cultivators who had reshaped the throat bones, and they could speak out in the future.

So, teaching them to speak is the first thing he and Bai Nian have to do.

"Hmph, learn from me, dad, dad, dad."

Because the boss always screamed, Zhu An and Bai Nian gave him a nickname, called Hum.

The second child is called the second meow. The third child is the third child, the fourth child is the third child and the fourth child, and the youngest child is the fifth child.

It is a rigorous thing to be named, so you have to take it slowly. Zhu An decided to observe for a few more days and then name them according to their respective characteristics.

The boss hummed and arched Zhu An's big hand with a pink pig nose, then turned over and continued to sleep, without responding to Zhu An's earnest inducement at all.

Zhu An had no choice but to transfer his position.

"Second meow, if the word dad is not easy to learn, then let's change the name and call it dad? Come on, look at dad, dad, daddy."

The response to Zhu An was a small fire.

"Say it again! Don't spit fire, don't you hear it!"

The second child didn't dare to spray it again.

Next are the three meows, four meows and Xiaowu. Unfortunately, none of them will call them dad.

He tucked the quilt for Xiao Wu, who was a little thin but had a piglet nose like the eldest, and Zhu An stood up straight with the little son's humming and coquettish voice.

It's too difficult, more difficult than asking Bai Nian to call him...hehe, it's even harder than at some specific times.

However, when I remember that my children were only less than a month old, Zhu An calmed down again. I can't be too anxious, I have to take it slowly. Everything has a gradual process. Only by accumulating slowly can it be natural...

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The next day, night.

On that day, Zhu Anxie refused the invitation from the demons and did not attend the banquet, but stayed at home to play with the children.

Singing with your sons and telling small stories, fatherly love is infinite.

In the background, there are constant prompts to get the wool account.

【Daddy points 1010102010...】

Next to it, Bai Nian was holding a red ball of thread and teasing the fourth brother who was showing his shadowless hand.

After a while, the boss, who couldn't help but want to move, also stepped on his legs and stretched out his chubby little arm, wanting to compete with the fourth brother for a line ball.

But he was not the opponent of Simao. He was quick-witted and he hooked the ball in front of him, then turned around and assed the boss.

The old man was so angry that his arms fell to the ground, and then he panted heavily, aiming the pig's nose at the fourth brother.

Then, the brutal collision!

In front, four meows turned over in the backwards. When they stood up, they were still dizzy and confused.

At this time, the boss was like a victorious general, holding the ball of thread and urging with the pig's nose.

After a little leaning, the boss found that the red thread ball could not be eaten, so he abandoned it if he disliked it.

This caused the second and fourth brother to snatch it up.

On this side, Bai Nian giggled as the children played with thread balls. On the other side, Zhu An was inducing the third brother.

"Three Meow, I'm a dad, my name is dad, dad."

The third brother looked at the father in front of him in a daze, and poked the other person's face with his fingers.
To be continued...