The two children of the Fan family have become accustomed to the rhythm of their own adults.

After entering the door, he put down his schoolbag and went to wash his hands, Tong Mai usually likes to wash his hands the most, and in most cases, after washing his hands, he eats.

The relationship between Fan Naixi and Fan Junxi, the sister and brother, is getting more and more harmonious, and the influence on Xiaomi is now that they will Wheat's heart at every turn.

"Wheat, you have a piece of rice in your hair. ”

"Wheat, meat that falls on the table cannot be eaten. ”

......

Wheat was annoyed, and muttered quietly with rice in his mouth: "You are more annoying than my mother." ”

Xiaomi's chin raised: "I have to take care of your mother when she is away." ”

Junxi watched this scene from the sidelines.

"What does this soup taste like from my uncle?" he asked, as he sipped it.

"It's delicious. ”

"Delicious. But it's not as delicious as the big meatballs. Wheat pointed to a plate of lion's head on the table and told his uncle seriously, his eyes wide and round.

"Yes, the wheat is right, these meatballs are really delicious, and the salted egg yolk in them is not greasy at all. Tong Xiaomi, who doesn't eat much meat, also picked up the second one.

Wheat's eyes crooked with a smile when he heard this.

Junxi smiled and nodded: "Don't say it, you two really know the goods, this is your uncle's specialty." ”

He now likes to stay with the two children more and more, and seeing them eat so deliciously, he has a special sense of accomplishment: "Oh, you two are really lucky to meet my uncle." ”

Tong Mai squinted his eyes and nodded vigorously: "Well, my life is really good." ”

Huh~ Xiaomi had a disgusted expression, and her eyes were full of smiles.

It was not early, and the two children happily followed their uncle to prepare to go out.

"Uncle, hurry up, what are you doing!" Mi stood at the door and urged.

"It's coming, it's coming. Junxi walked out of the kitchen, holding two washed apples in his hands: "Take it with you for a while to watch the game." ”

After coming to the stadium, the three of them stood outside the tennis court and waited for Zhang Yinuo.

From time to time, there was a sharp whistle in the football stadium not far away.

Fan Junxi and Wheat were both looking in that direction.

"Uncle," Wheat took Junxi's hand, "I want to watch football." ”

"Uncle too. Junxi nodded, "Huh, Wheat likes football?"

"Uh-huh!"

Junxi touched the little fat man's head: "Then next time my uncle will take you to play football." ”

"Really?" the little thing's eyes lit up.

Zhang Yinuo trotted all the way towards them: "Come, come, you should call me in advance." ”

The 1.8-meter-tall man is stronger than Junxi.

"Where's the ticket?" said Junxi.

"Hey, I'm still using the ticket," Yinuo waved his hand: "Millet wheat go, Uncle Yinuo will take you through the athletes' passage once." ”

At night, the tennis court is particularly eye-catching under the bright lights.

Soon, several people came to the stands under the leadership of Yinuo.

Millet and Wheat went to the stadium for the first time, and the two children were moving around the stands while staring at the field.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't get in the way of others. ”

Junxi simply picked up the wheat.

After all, it was not a big event, the stands were not full, and the back rows were basically empty.

As soon as he sat down, Zhang Yinuo began to send things and handed a bag full of snacks to Xiaomi: "I'll take wheat to eat with you." ”

Xiaomi took it with a smile: "Thank you, Uncle Yinuo." Wheat turned her face to look at the bag, and happily shook her two little fat legs.

"Take this and hang it up, and when I blow it in a while, you two will blow it hard. Yinuo handed two more small speakers to the child.

"Okay," wheat, happily hanging around his neck.

Xiaomi pursed her mouth and took it.

"Well, it's yours. ”

Junxi glanced at the small horn in Yinuo's hand: "I want it too?"

"Why else would you be called!"

After saying that, Yinuo stuffed the horn into Junxi's hand.

"Tut-tut, you bring this thing to watch tennis, aren't you afraid to carry it out?"

"It's okay, there are not so many rules in the country. ”

"You'd better tell me which one it is first!"

The two athletes on the tennis court looked very eye-catching, one in a white dress and the other in a red dress, both of them looked tall from a distance.

The forward and backward jumps are quite beautiful.

There are beautiful women on the tennis court, and Junxi feels that what he said is not unreasonable. Not to mention the rest, this playing posture is very sassy.

Zhang Yinuo smiled and pointed to the right: "That, how about it?"

"Oh," Junxi said, "The clothes are good." ”

The one on the right is wearing a one-piece red tennis skirt, with long hair tied up high behind his head, slender and tough lines, and a cry from time to time moves quickly on the court.

"Don't look at it, that's my sister-in-law. Yinuo patted Junxi.

"It's so far away that you can only look at the clothes. Sister-in-law, where is this!"

Yinuo smacked his mouth: "It's the same everywhere, anyway, buddy is going to condemn her this time." ”

Junxi turned his face to look at him, and then at the bag at his feet, "So you called your buddy to do this." ”

"Hehe," Yinuo laughed: "I'll help you chase it in the future." ”

"Lao Tzu still needs to chase. ”

"Shh

Yinuo took out the banner from the bag.

It's time for the game on the pitch to grab the match.

Larynx!

With a beautiful smash, the girl in red trotted a few steps with a fist in one hand.

"Good shot!"

There was applause in the stands.

"Lift it up, blow it up. ”

Yinuo waved his hand, and several people moved together.

Junxi looked at the former friend next to him, who was also a prodigal son swimming in the sea of flowers in art school, and this time it seemed that he was really moving his wisdom.

Hoo out.

Junxi decisively pulled up the banner with Yinuo, and he didn't know what it was written on.

A small horn sounded and the two girls on the court looked over.

The woman in red quickly lowered her head and raised her hand to support her head.

Junxi, who received the banner, also raised his hand and touched his head.

The happiest person at this meeting was Tong Wheat, who blew the trumpet twice more than he could get enough.

"Isn't it fun?" Junxi said with a smile as he looked at Wheat.

"It's fun," Wheat looked at Junxi with a smile, "Uncle, why did they stuff the ball into their pants?"

As soon as Mai said this, the shoulders of the two girls sitting in front of her shook with laughter.

Junxi looked at them, and then said to Wheat seriously: "They are tennis players, and there is a rule in this sport, you can't drop the ball you carry during the game, and the opponent will score if you drop it twice." ”

"Oh," Wheat nodded, "Won't it fall off if you tuck it in?"

"No, that's sports panties, it's tight! Wheat," looking at the two smiling women in front of him, Junxi paused: "I'll talk about underwear outside in the future." ”

"Why?"

"Because it's called this, you go to the supermarket to see, the outer packaging is written all underwear, who writes pants!"

"I don't know how to read. ”

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Thank you for the fluttering wind, You Beibei, Miao Ke Shuwen, what about others, a cup of salted milk tea, you are still her, tail number 90158, you don't look at me, what is the name, 305 dormitory, the reward of the big guys.

Continue to ask for recommended tickets and ask for collections!

"Not bad,"