The breeze warms up, and the sun shines just right.

In the backyard of the pedicure, Jiang Cong and Yuan Wei sat in the sun, looking comfortable basking in the sun.

Happiness is always short-lived, sadness should be the eternal theme, Yuan Wei was in a bad mood, frowning and bitter face, and occasionally sighed in disappointment.

Jiang Cong was silently with him, Peng Qiao was busy and couldn't spare any time, he was with him these days.

has seen too many Yuan Wei's depressed appearance, even if he wants to chat with him to relieve his boredom, he can't find any topic.

The key problem is that what Yuan Wei needs to be pure may be that he talks to himself, so he tried to open the topic a few times, but after being listlessly answered, he didn't say more.

At this moment, Yuan Wei replied to a text message, and when he was sighing faintly, a cold cheer suddenly sounded: "Do you two seem to have come to learn art? Don't you want to stay here anymore, sit idle all day long, and remember the distribution and names of acupuncture points clearly! Are you familiar with the running route and technique simulation of pedicure?"

Jiang Cong and Yuan Wei looked back at the same time, the old witch man was standing at the backyard door, looking at them angrily with his arms crossed, and when he saw them turn around, he still scattered in anger, pointing at them and spitting around.

In the face of this accusation, the two were speechless, and after glancing at each other, they stood up silently, and walked silently towards the old witch man, or rather to the back door of the main house.

Seeing the listlessness and ignorance of these two people, even if they listened to their reprimand and silently confessed, the old witch man still felt angry, and after the anger came up, he pointed at them again and shouted loudly: "You two still want to do it, if you don't want to do it, leave as soon as possible, don't be here every day to hinder Lao Tzu's eyes!"

The backyard wasn't much bigger, and they sat in the middle again, and then they got up and walked over there, almost in front of the old witch man, so he was pointing at their noses and scolding.

"Who are you bringing Lao Tzu with! If you have the ability to say it again!" Yuan Wei was immediately angry, and went back directly with a cold face, after all, he had mixed outside, so his eyes were very fierce, and his momentum was very powerful.

Jiang Cong sighed silently on the side.

The old witch man opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he was oppressed by Yuan Wei's momentum and didn't dare to really say it, so his face was extremely pale, as if he didn't want to fall into the momentum, but he still glared at them fiercely.

Yuan Wei didn't pay attention to him this time, no matter what, he couldn't let Peng Qiao not come to Taiwan.

The two of them squeezed past the old witch man and walked straight towards the antechamber.

Wang Mei sat behind the bar, sideways watching them walk out of the doorway, opening her mouth to say something, but she pursed her lips silently.

The two of them didn't study the foot model, nor did they look at the human figure hanging on the wall, and they didn't even intend to stay in the living room, so they directly pushed open the glass door and walked towards the small square not far away.

Because the weather was too good and the sun was too warm, although it was broad daylight, there were still many people gathered in the small square, but they were all old people, children, women and children, and there were no single young men and women like them.

Perhaps the horizontal bars and parallel bars are not suitable for these people to play, in the fitness equipment in the small square, only these two places no one stays, after they arrived, they first stood on the horizontal bar for a while, and then climbed on the parallel bar to sit.

It was okay for a short time, but after a little longer, it was a little awkward, and the sun was shining warmly on their bodies, and they were all silent, so it was easy to fall asleep in this case, and it didn't take long for them to jump off again for safety.

Just as they jumped down, music sounded in the small square, and the two looked around curiously, and saw a group of old people standing in a square, waiting for the rhythm of the music to advance.

"There are still people playing this during the day?" Jiang Cong's eyes widened and he was taken aback, he had been here for half a month, and he had come out to hang out during the day, he had never seen this scene.

"The weather is so good, it's normal to bask in the sun and dance. Yuan Wei said disappreciatively.

Are you actually in the mood to speak? Jiang Cong's heart instantly flashed through this thought, and he turned his head to look at Yuan Wei curiously, and then was stunned.

"Look what I do. Yuan Wei smiled, and his body began to writhe to the rhythm of the music.

"You're still in the mood to laugh, as if you're still in the mood to dance along!" Jiang Cong said with a strange expression.

"What else should I do, cry?" Yuan Wei waved his hand indifferently, and his body twisted a little more, mainly reflected in his legs, as if they were equipped with a small spring, bouncing left and right.

You look worse than crying these days, Jiang Cong thought silently in his heart.

At this time, the old people who seemed to be waiting for the battle had also begun to beat.

They are really jumping, moving and moving, most of the movements are relatively smooth, some people are obviously beginners, unable to keep up with the rhythm, on the whole, the group movements are not coordinated at all.

"There's one parked in the tree, a bird, whirring, it makes me feel like my heart is beating......"

After a few seconds, the familiar lyrics came from the speaker over there, and Jiang Cong suddenly realized that it was this song. Then he looked at Yuan Wei in amazement, and asked in amazement: "You can actually sing this song!"

"Haven't you heard? This is Lin Yilun's lovebird. Yuan Wei asked curiously and gave an answer, during which his body kept swaying and bouncing with the melody.

"I hadn't heard it before, but the night I came here with Peng Qiao, I heard it for the first time. Jiang Cong shook his head, his mouth began to hum a song, and his body began to writhe.

It's just that Yuan Wei's singing voice has always been in tune, and the movements look very smooth and natural, while Jiang Cong, on the other hand, doesn't say anything when his voice is not in tune, and he always can't match the words, and his movements are awkward.

One song was played quickly, and the second song that followed, Yuan Wei actually could sing it, which almost made Jiang Cong's jaw drop in surprise.

"Sometimes I'm in a hurry and my socks will be worn backwards, and sometimes I really want to wash the dishes tomorrow, I'm too confused, and I'm a little lazy......"

Jiang Cong hadn't heard this song before, he listened to Yuan Wei sing it very energetically, and asked curiously: "What kind of song is this!"

"Haven't you heard of it again? This is Zhang Yu's big woman. Yuan Wei glanced at Jiang Cong strangely, and explained unconcernedly.

During the break in the middle, Yuan Wei asked: "What songs do you usually listen to, you have a tape recorder, so you didn't buy more tapes?"

"I rarely listen to songs, and I didn't even know that Zhang Weijian sang before. Jiang Cong smiled, although he felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't take it too seriously, in fact, he didn't even know who Lin Yilun and Zhang Yu were.

"You, you're just too boring, you only know how to read books all day long. Yuan Wei shook his head, and the swing of his body suddenly increased, and then the song sounded again.