Hongzai finally agreed to leave with Lin Zeng, but the white-haired little monkey didn't want to follow. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It seemed to be very human, and knowing that the red boy was leaving, it stretched out its little paw and tugged at it, and "squeaked" a few times.

The red boy took the white-haired little monkey in his arms and was unwilling to let go.

Lin Zeng felt that he was like a villain who broke up the family.

Suddenly, the white-haired little monkey suddenly jumped out of the arms of the red boy, grabbed the branch of the big banyan tree, shook it a few times, and disappeared.

Red Boy stared at the direction the white-haired monkey left for a long time.

Lin Zeng finished constructing the last secret space, and was ready to leave the big banyan tree with the red boy.

During the time when Hongzai was in Lin Zeng's construction of the secret realm, he adjusted his emotions.

They first returned to the red boy's nest in the big banyan tree, only to see the thin figure of the red boy, scurrying around on this small platform. After a while, he had a large bag in his hand.

The bag is the most ordinary red woven bag, and I don't know what it contains.

Lin Zeng didn't bother him either, smiling, calmly watching this kid busy.

When he finished packing up all his belongings, he hung the red woven bag on his skinny body.

"Are you alright?" Lin Zeng asked gently.

Red Tsai nodded, but there was no particularly happy expression on his face, he stared at the swaying branches of the big banyan tree high up, as if looking for something.

Lin Zeng knew that he was reluctant to be a white-haired little monkey. Wandering the streets and alleys during the day, and resting alone in the trees at night, there is only one little monkey to accompany him through these times, and this little monkey is the closest family to him.

He did not urge, but tied the climbing rope around his waist and climbed down the big banyan tree first.

When he landed on his feet, untied the mountaineer tied to his waist, and was guessing when Red Boy would climb down the tree, the climbing rope hanging by his side suddenly fell to the ground.

Lin Zeng was stunned for a moment, raised his head slightly, and saw an extremely agile little figure, carrying a large woven bag, climbing down from the tree.

Hongzai didn't use any ropes, he directly stuck to the uneven place of the trunk of the banyan tree, and it didn't take much effort to stand firmly beside Lin Zeng.

"Let's go. Lin Zeng touched his greasy little head and said with a smile, "I'll take you to eat something first." ”

The two of them, ready to climb out of the fence of the big banyan tree.

Suddenly, Hongzai turned his head abruptly and let out an "ah" in surprise.

"Squeak squeak!" "Squeak!" "Squeak!" The little white-haired monkey, the size of an ordinary cat, hung from a branch above their heads, and "plopped" and threw a white plastic bag containing bulging things.

After throwing things, the little monkey with white hair and red eyes jumped down from the branch and landed firmly on top of the red boy's head. With its small paws, it gently combed the red boy's hair, and its eyes showed warmth.

Hongzai pursed his mouth tightly, and Lin Zeng felt as if he was about to cry again.

However, instead of crying, he gently stroked the white furry tail of the little white-haired monkey and watched it quietly.

When the white-haired little monkey stopped paws, the red boy also "shhh

The white-haired little monkey suddenly jumped up to the big banyan tree, and disappeared into the high canopy in a few jumps.

Hongzai silently picked up the plastic bag thrown by the little monkey, and when he opened it, it turned out to be two oily breads, as well as a vacuum-packed braised egg and a few ham sausages.

Hongzai cherished the plastic bag, and Lin Zeng finally knew where the food of Hongzai came from on weekdays.

Lin Zeng helped Hongzai carry a plastic woven bag with Hongzai, and the two walked in the empty lake park. Hongzai walked for a while, and seemed to get rid of the sadness of being separated from the white-haired little monkey, and followed behind Lin Zeng a little timidly.

When he came to the parking position of the electric car, Lin Zeng put the plastic woven bag on the pedal position in front of the electric car.

"Red boy, you sit in the back seat, wait for me to drive, you remember to hold on firmly, don't move. Lin Zeng unlocked the car, held the front of the car, and waited for the red boy to get into the car.

Holding a white plastic bag, he seemed to have never ridden an electric car, his movements were slightly clumsy, and it took him a long time to straddle the car. He clung to a grip on the back seat of the electric car, with a nervous look on his face, afraid that he would fall off the electric car.

Lin Zeng stepped into the car, started the small electric stove, and for the sake of the red boy sitting behind, he reduced his speed, drove slowly, and looked back from time to time to check his situation.

After driving for about five minutes, Hongzai gradually adapted to the position behind the electric car, his expression relaxed, and Lin Zeng sped up.

His first goal was to take him to a small night market in Qinghe City to drink some porridge.

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After the parent-teacher meeting, Ji Yaxin returned home, kissed his sleeping son, and began to edit the photos taken today.

He is one of the main editors in charge of social news in Qinghe Daily, and with his professional editorial vision, he is very sure that if Qingyi Xiaoxiao Hanging Garden is published, it can arouse strong repercussions among the citizens of Qinghe City.

He picked up his mobile phone and made a call to the editor-in-chief, Liu Yuan.

"Head, I have a piece of news here, and a photo, you can take a look, how about it?"

His immediate boss seemed to be still working, and said hoarsely, "Okay, you can send it to me." ”

Ji Yaxin imported all the photos taken today into the computer and began to talk about the best photos he thought were selected.

Before Ji Yaxin became the editor of the social section, he was in charge of photography for a period of time, and he also carefully studied photography techniques. His mobile phone photography function is quite good, and the rest space composed of twelve flowers is very beautiful for him.

He looked left and right, chose this one, and was reluctant to send another one, eager to send all the photos he was satisfied with to Liu Yuan.

When he was extremely entangled, Ji Yaxin's wife walked into the room with a glass of warm milk, her figure was slightly round, she saw her husband sitting in front of the computer, scratching his ears and cheeks, hesitatingly, couldn't help laughing, and asked: "What's wrong with you? Didn't you just have a parent-teacher conference? Why don't you go to rest?"

"Ah, wife, come over and help me choose, that photo is beautiful. Ji Yaxin was in a dilemma, and when he saw the child and his mother appear, it was as if he had found a savior.

Ji Yaxin's wife Tang Lan dragged a chair and sat next to Ji Yaxin, she handed him the milk, took the mouse, and browsed the photos on the computer one by one.

"Wow!" Tang Lan saw the pink rose wall, and love bubbles appeared in her eyes, "Where is this? It's so beautiful, isn't it? Are we in Qinghe City? Take your son to play on the weekend!"

Ji Yaxin smiled without saying a word and took a sip of milk.

"Oh my God, is this lavender? Oh my God, it's so beautiful, it's so blooming, I want to see it." At this time, Tang Lan didn't care about her husband who was sitting on the side, squeezed him aside, sat in front of the computer, and enjoyed the photos one by one.

"Is this a blue lotus? This seems to look like a chrysanthemum ?......" Ji Yaxin's wife, Tang Lan, read the photos once and looked through them a second time.

"No, you'll have to give me a few of these photos, I'm going to write an article to share with the readers. ”

Tang Lan is currently a full-time writer and runs her own public account, which is self-media to put it professionally. There are hundreds of thousands of readers who follow her official account, and every day she updates her articles, there will be tens of thousands of hits.

Her monthly advertising income is more than several times Ji Yaxin's salary.

Ji Yaxin saw her fanatical eyes, and said with a smile: "Wife, help me choose a few first, I will send them to Liu Yuan soon." ”

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