"No, no!" Yizhen quickly shook his head, for fear that the little fruit in his mouth would fly.

Nan Jingfeng entered the bus without sneering and gave Yizhen a yellow and clear fruit: "I was going to invite you a few more, because you just hurt me, I only invited you to eat one." ”

Pouted. I really want to say: just say it when you pick the door, why do you have to pretend to be very generous.

"Is this a mango?" said Yizhen peeled off the skin and ate it.

"East African mango, is it delicious?"

"Delicious. Yizhen finished eating one, wiped his hands with paper, and asked Nan Jingfeng: "Why didn't you say that your uncle was Johnson before?"

"Because I'm low-key. Nan Jingfeng whistled: "So, don't look down on people at every turn, I'm too-"

"You're just a handyman. "I interrupted quickly. Nan Jingfeng squinted at her: "Get out of the car." Go back to your little fly hotel. ”

"Why?" Yizhen turned his face away: "I also paid for the car." ”

"I'm still looking for the car. ”

"I paid anyway. ”

"Cheeky. ”

"Not as thick as you. ”

Ling wanted to go to Karen's house, and the group drove the bus to visit. Yizhen crouched down at the table and drew as usual. Nan Jingfeng sat across from her, "Do you want a competition sketch?"

Yizhen raised his head and brushed his hair behind his ears with his hand, as beautiful and quiet as the years: "You can paint?"

"Of course I would. Nan Jingfeng whistled: "My uncle also taught me whether it is good or not." Look down on people less. ”

"What to draw?" asked Yizhen.

He looked at her, "How about you draw me, I draw you?"

"Huh?" Yizhen snorted, "That's not good." Isn't it a bit ambiguous?"

"No, you. Nan Jingfeng looked at the monster like a monster: "You came out of the old era." ”

"Let's change it. Yizhen looked around and found a photo of a giraffe: "Just draw this, how about it?"

"Okay. Nan Jingfeng took the pen and paper, sat next to Yizhen, and the two of them began to draw. The tip of the pen rustles on the paper, and I feel a little dizzy after listening to it for a long time.

"What's so nice about Caesar's House?" asked Nan Jingfeng.

"That's where the Danish writer Karen Bricksen lived during the colonial period. In 1963, the Danish government gifted it to the Kenyan government to commemorate Kenya's independence, and in 1985 it was officially established as the Karen Museum. That's where we're going today. Yizhen replied.

"What is this book about?"

"Write about Karen and the aborigines. Life in Nairobi and the hard work of running a farm. Yizhen babbled and quickly drew the photo.

"You haven't finished drawing yet. Yizhen leaned over and looked at it: "Why did you draw me in?"

"From my point of view, there are indeed you in the reflection. Nan Jingfeng smiled and stuffed the photo to her: "Okay, I lost." ”

"No, you didn't lose. Yizhen took a closer look: "The painting is so good." Even the overlapping of figures is handled so delicately, you are very good. Obviously you won. ”

"Is there a prize?" asked Nan Jingfeng.

"Nope. ”

"Get off at the station!" Zhong Ke reminded happily in the carriage.

Yizhen and Ling are in front. Many of the exhibits in the house are props from the movies, which basically replicate Cullen's farm life at the time.

The whole living room is designed with light yellow and chocolate color, and most of the chocolate-colored wood products are used. White floor-to-ceiling curtains with white tablecloths. Life is very European.

Listen to the recitation of the departed passages: "Nairobi is full of life, its flowing water, as if it is infused with vitality, it is like a vigorous life, it is developing vigorously, its appearance changes from year to year, and sometimes you will feel its subtle changes when you return from a hike and hunting." ”

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Xiang Yirou and Kangcheng's parents have been confronting each other for quite some time. During this period, the two often sent health care products over and put them at the door.

"I don't think so, forget it. Kang's mother made fish soup and brought it out of the kitchen: "I think these two people really like it." Although we can't look down on that woman, in the end, my son likes it, and he won't live with us in the future. And these days, Yizhen's prophecy has not come true. I breathed a sigh of relief.

Father Kang sneered: "I see that woman has a lot of crooked eyes, and I don't agree." ”

"What's the use of you disagreeing. Kang's mother sighed: "Just let our son stay outside? ”

"If you don't come back, you don't have this son. Father Kang sincerely resented Kangcheng's almost threatening rebellious behavior, which was provoked by the woman, and he couldn't swallow this breath.

Mother Kang persuaded a few more words, but Father Kang gritted his teeth and refused to let go. I had no choice but to give up and silently took back the health care products placed at the door.

Xiang Yirou didn't think so, she and Kangcheng were fine. There's no need to tie up that nest to join in the fun, she can be less angry.

"I'll figure it out. On the way home, Kangcheng sighed: "You can't offend anyone, why is this job so hard to find?"

Xiang Yirou also felt strange: "You said that Night Ember is definitely not in CC anymore, how can you still have the ability to cover the sky with this hand?" It's all Yizhen, a slut, I heard that the two broke up. ”

"If we break up, it's not what he did. Kang Cheng looked at Xiang Yirou with some concern: "You say, could it be your family who did it?"

"How could it be. Xiang Yirou seemed to evade: "If it were anyone, they would have done it a long time ago." It's okay to trap me at home and not let me go. It must have been done by that slut in Yizhen. ”

Kangcheng has been listening to Xiang Yirou more and more often, at first gloating, then insulting, and then cursing, reflecting his viciousness.

Kang Cheng couldn't listen to it anymore, and the flaws she revealed in her excitement were enough to confirm the fact that she and Ren Yuyu were on the throne. The topic was becoming more and more acute, but he couldn't mention it.

"After all, she is also your sister who grew up with you, and it's not good for you to talk about her like that. Cannes couldn't help but interrupt.

"That's what she is. They kept me in that abandoned school building. Now it's all her retribution. Xiang Yirou said, suddenly excited: "You don't know that video yet, I just uploaded it to the website yesterday to show you." ”

Kang Cheng frowned and shook his head: "No need. "Lately he's been feeling a little strange about her.

Xiang Yirou was only immersed in great self-satisfaction, opened his mobile phone and sneered: "Heh, I was banned before I passed it on, what a vixen." "Anyway, she continues to read posts and slander them as much as she can, this kind of thing, she can do it all day out of boredom. For the first time, Cannes felt that she was a little sickly, hysterical and strange. Like her mother.

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