"Have you ever heard this song?" Just as Jiang Che was a little absorbed in listening, Brother Ming suddenly asked.

"I've heard it once or twice, but I've never heard it all. Jiang Che nodded and said.

At this time, the two little girls in the room had already come down from the piano, stepping barefoot on the carpet, and placing Lara's bunch of dolls back and forth on the piano stand, various permutations and combinations.

The relationship is so good, full of childlike fun.

"Actually, the original song was another song. Brother Ming smiled, and then began to hum in a low voice in a typical state of an old man who couldn't sing:

The Yangtze River and the Yellow River are rich in land and have a 5,000-year-old culture; China has had glorious years and has experienced hardships and traumas. The road is always tortuous, and right and wrong make people clear the direction. The prosperity and strength of the motherland are the basis of all people, and each does its best for stability and prosperity. ”

I don't know why, these lyrics are sung in the mouth of the old man in front of him, who has almost no tune, and there is a kind of long-term profundity. Perhaps as a person who has been by Huo Yingdong's side for a long time, what he has seen, heard and thought has already been imperceptibly understood.

Brother Ming meant that Lara was originally going to play and sing this song in front of the last governor of Hong Kong who was "tossing and turning" at an internal charity party hosted by the British.

"Strong, interesting, Mr. Huo. ”

If you don't think at the level of Huo Yingdong, it is not easy to understand the courage, feelings, and the "naughtiness" of the "old naughty".

Jiang Che can understand that it is because after the popularization of the Internet in his previous life, he knew a lot of things, and now it is "shallow" involved to a certain extent.

This is Mr. Huo's favorite song, he is not very good at singing, he was good at sports in his early years, and he also loves sports. ”

When Brother Ming said this, he turned his head to look at Jiang Che, smiled and continued: "It was because Miss Dong'er was invited to perform together that this nursery rhyme was replaced. In addition, Dong'er's clothes on stage, we have also invited tailors to customize, and we will rush out tomorrow morning. ”

"......" Lao Jianghu's words are really difficult to answer, and Jiang Che doesn't know whether to say "thank you" or ask rhetorically, "How do you judge that I am very cowardly?"

Just as they were hesitating, the two little girls finished laying out the toys, and suddenly turned around and ran towards the window together.

"We can breathe in the window and write and draw. It's fun, when I didn't have a book before, I always played like this......" Qu Dong'er took Lara's hand and ran happily to the window.

Suddenly saw Jiang Che outside the window, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled at him, pretending to be a cute grimace.

"Come, Lara, you draw an Uncle Ming, and I paint my brother Xiao Che. ”

The two little girls breathed at the glass window and carefully described the people, looking very serious...... It's just that the person who painted in the end made his stomach hurt from laughing, and it also made Jiang Che and Brother Ming outside the window laugh.

On the way back to pick up Dong'er, the streets of Hong Kong City on Christmas Eve were full of Christmas atmosphere.

Relatively speaking, during this period, the mainland did not have a very popular understanding of Christmas, let alone the enthusiasm for the festival, Dong'er looked at the novelty, pulled the car window all the way, chattered, and excitedly pointed to Jiang Che, saying:

"Brother, look at the red hat on that person's head, pointy, Lara also has it, Lara also said that tonight put socks at the bedside, go to bed obediently, and there will be a gift when you wake up tomorrow morning. ”

"Brother, look at that glowing tree, is it real? ”

"Do you have red apples at my brother's hotel? I'll eat one later, and you'll eat one too, and you'll be safe." ”

“……”

…………

Qu Dong'er fell asleep wearing a little red riding hood in Christmas.

Jiang Che lifted the quilt up for her, put a small crystal apple into the Christmas stocking she put at the bedside, and then went back to the room to wash and sleep.

The next morning, he was woken up by Dong'er's surprise cries, laughter, and singing.

Wait for Jiang Che to walk out of the room.

Dong'er herself had already washed up and dressed neatly, kneeling on the sofa with her back to the door, holding the crystal apple in her palm to look at the sunlight outside the window, and humming intermittently the nursery rhyme she practiced with Lara yesterday, "Moonlight shines on the ground......

Hearing footsteps, Dong'er turned around, "Oh, you're finally up?"

"Hmm, Dong'er", Jiang Che rubbed his eyes, pretending to be surprised and said, "This, wow, it seems that Santa Claus has really been here." ”

"Yes, yes. ”

Qu Dong'er nodded, smiled brightly, and winked at Jiang Che - I know, you know, but we don't say it, we don't tell others...... Santa Claus.

"Brother, actually...... Lara just called. "While eating breakfast, Dong'er held a small bun with a bite and looked up at Jiang Che timidly," she said...... I'm going to rehearse on site today, that, brother, can I go?"

Because I found out before that Jiang Che frowned because she was going to perform on stage, I also promised that I could only cheer for Lara offstage...... Dong'er is a little embarrassed to ask now.

But from the heart of her, she really wanted to perform with Lara. After all, for her, it's really just a performance with her friends.

In fact, the answer has been thought about last night, the wise man's thousand worries are still lost, Dong'er is only an eight-year-old child, why should I think so far and worry so much because of a little worry?

Laughing, Jiang Che said, "Go ahead, I'll pick you up at noon." ”

"Hmm. Dong'er was happy all of a sudden, and nodded excitedly.

"The porridge is hot, eat slowly, it's too late. ”

Seeing her anxious appearance, Jiang Che had to remind her again and again.

…………

"What's wrong?"

At noon, Jiang Che, who came to pick up people, looked at Dong'er in front of him and was about to cry.

The driver of the Huo family blocked the two little girls behind him, but his expression looked a little helpless.

"They ......" Lara staggered forward, pointing to a little foreign boy about ten years old and wearing a performance costume on the opposite side, and said, "He ran to hug Dong'er, but Dong'er wouldn't let him hug him." He rushed to hit someone, but was tripped by Sister Dong'er. “

"He, he scolded people and asked Dong'er to get out...... He also scolded chink. Lara's little face flushed with anger.

“chink？”

Jiang Che, an English scumbag, was still at a loss at this time.

"It's a racist term, especially against us Chinese...... It's serious. A Chinese girl behind her helped explain, and her face was also indignant.

"You are?"

"I'm a staff member here. ”

"Thank you. ”

Jiang Che turned to the little English boy, short and chubby, with curly brown hair, and the freckles on his face were especially obvious against his pale skin.

“Fuck You.” Facing Jiang Che's gaze, the boy was not afraid at all, scolded, and then put one finger on each of his hands against the corner of his eye, pushing it up, making his eyes squint into a slit.

Jiang Che understands this action without explanation, it is another racist action.