There was still only the sparse cry of the early bobos. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The early risers of the Kamijo family walked on the streets that were almost deserted, facing the rising sun and moving towards their goal.

Kamijo carries a large and somewhat old travel bag, and the daughters of the Kamijo family each carry a variety of light bags.

The green bag swayed, and the golden zipper shone brightly in the morning sun - because of the upper backpack, it was rare for Xiao Qiong to take the initiative to walk - although he still yawned in the sky.

And the complete opposite of Xiao Dome, Xiao Lian is the same as Xiao Wei occupies the arms and shoulders of Daddy Shangjo, supplementing the sleep that is vital for children.

"Hmm-" Although it was a small black backpack, the morning sun reflected by the metal buckle had to adjust the position of Xiaolian to avoid the dazzling sunlight.

All the way forward, gradually people slowly appeared on the road.

Of course, the neighbors who are also planning to get a good seat before it's too early - although, there will be hateful and poor guys who will help several families to occupy a seat together.

During the march, he kept greeting each other, and took the praise and smiling faces of the neighbors as prizes, but the number of times was still sweating for the hard work of Xiaomeng and Xiaomi. was distressed, but all Shangjo could do was hook the two standard schoolbags, one black and one white, on the arms that carried Xiao Wei.

Although it's not very authentic, what Daddy Shangjo hopes more is that the second daughter can be like Jing and Xiao Qiong and Xiao Yu, and the so-called hello means just a little bit, at least not so hard and being taken advantage of by those strange aunts.

As for the small recital....... This strange daughter's physical strength is even much better than that of Mr. Uejo, who has been idle at home all the year round, not only running around to say hello, but also throwing up the silver-gray purple-edged schoolbag out of boredom......

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Only then did Kamijo remember that Xiao Yu's gray and blue-edged schoolbag contained snacks, while Xiaoyu's gray-edged and purple-edged schoolbag was a lot of heavy books.

And now......

Seeing Xiao Yu pinching the schoolbag behind his back, Daddy Shangjo had a bad premonition.

- The well-intentioned "exchange and handling" is about to become a fuse!!

Helpless

Daddy Shangjo's preaching hand knife is back in the rivers and lakes!

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"Dad, Dad!" Xiao Yue on the lawn waved her arms uncontrollably, and the small bag on her head couldn't affect her good mood at all.

"Okay, got it. The team here also drove in the direction of Xiaoyue, and slowly stepped into the wonderful scene of flower petals.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Kamijo noticed that Xiao Yu, who had been reading a book while walking, suddenly stopped.

It turned out that it was a "detached" cherry blossom petal that fell on the page in front of Xiao Yu.

Seemingly a little stunned, Xiao Yu raised his head and looked at the pink in his eyes, and he couldn't help but have a touch of sadness in his eyes.

Feeling the warmth of the big hand on his head, Xiao Yu turned his head to look at Shangjo on his side.

"Feel it carefully. ”

“...... Well. Xiao Yu nodded, closed the book with the petals on the page, held the heavy book in both hands, and walked in the direction of Xiao Yue.

But on the other side, Kamijo himself couldn't help but slow down.

Every time I see such a large area of cherry blossoms, I always think of that "person";

Although not so noble weeping cherry blossoms;

Although it is impossible to go back to such a secluded place;

Although there is no longer such a large expanse of intoxicating flowers from the other side;

Although I will not see the sad but elegant dance of pas de deux again;

Though......

......

Shaking his head, such extravagant hope, how dare Shangjo continue to be intoxicated.

Come back to your senses and keep following.

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"Okay~of~"

The tablecloth was opened, and the large and small bags of the Shangjo family were piled on one side.

INTERVIEWER It's a cherry blossom viewing, but it's a picnic for children.

Of course, for busy adults, it's just more than taking pictures.

Well~ These have nothing to do with the leisurely Shangjo family.

"Little love, little Yui, it's time to get up~"

"Hmm~~" subconsciously, the sleepy-eyed little lover grinded Shangjo's hand.

As a younger sister, she rubbed her eyes hard, hoping to drive the sleepy insect out of her head.

merely

"Whew-", the morning breeze brings more than just the coolness of Xixi.

"tou~ma~ Xiao Wei is very, very frozen......" The determination to "get up" that only rose was also immediately carried into Shangjo's arms.

"Okay, okay, Xiao Wei is not cold~" Shang Tiao comforted him with a smile and a smile, and took the initiative to press Xiao Wei's little hand on his cheek.

"Woo~tou~ma~"

Although I underestimated the temperature difference of an hour earlier, Daddy Shangjo has a plan B!

Continuing to appease, Shangjo carefully untied the backpack behind Xiao Wei, and at this time, Jing also handed over a piece of clothing taken out of Shangjo's big bag, changed the small backpack in Shangjo's hand, and rested it on the edge of his ice blue girl's handbag.

After carefully putting on the clothes for Xiao Wei, Xiao Lian naturally woke up, silently made room for the little sister, and stood behind Shangjo.

And when the strong little Wei smiled, the newborn sunrise could also cut through the last coldness of the town, and officially started the busy and joyful day.