Twenty-one, let's decorate together
Following yesterday, the new home is about to start the decoration mode.
Neighbors are asking about nearby construction crews. There is only Xiaoqing's family of six. Sitting in the living room in a daze.
"I want a room like a comic scene! It's better to be able to fly, and the bedroom should be full of plants and flowers! I want a big refrigerator! I can watch whatever I want..."
"You're a new guest, you look like you!" said the neighbor's uncle.
"Not really. The new house came to help with the renovation. The family was shocked.
"You're buying groceries!" said Da Xi'er, her elderly mother.
"Yes, familiar with the neighborhood. I'll go back first. "Passing by the uncle next door to the door.
All kinds of greenery began to grow in the house, and some of them even bore melons and fruits, even if they were not in this season.
Qing'er closed the door. "Mom loves to call Xiaoqing Qing'er.
"Okay!" the two Xiaoqing rushed to close the door. But they forgot that they could close automatically, and the door slowly closed.
When it comes to the surrounding environment, people are especially interested in knowing about it. Even if Da Qing'er's family has experienced this, they want to see the streets of the past, and Xiao Qing'er is full of novelty about all this.
What was originally a one-bedroom house has become two master bedrooms, a dining room, a study room, a hall, a balcony, two bathrooms, a kitchen, an oversized yard, and a children's room. There are also two floors of duplex space. There are a lot of platforms around that provide small animals to play.
But from the outside, this floor is the same type and area as the upper and lower main households.
There are creeks and trees in the corners, and the walls are transformed into three-dimensional and sound surround screens, which begin to play the surroundings of the residence in a narrated way.
As if connected to a satellite, the first scene is the farmland behind the community, there is a small river, and it is not polluted, "There were small tadpoles in the ditch in the summer before!" Da Qing'er was surprised.
Da Xi'er and Xiao Xi'er's mothers sat on one side, Da Rong and Xiao Rong's father sat on one side, and Xiao Qing'er sat on Da Qing'er's lap.
The screen continued to play, and the plants in the farmland, including broad beans, rape flowers, and big cows, could smell cow dung. The four seasons begin to switch throughout the year, knowing the sound, snowy days, small fish in the river, the grandmother who cultivates the land, and the clay pot containing fertilizer, there is also a familiar smell.
The river, which has long been turned into a commercial street, has not yet been watered by cement at this time.
Instantly, the table was filled with fresh stir-fried greens, peaches, fried shrimp, tomato eggs, and although the dishes were simple, they could not be eaten so fresh and unadded in the big cities in the 21st century.
For Da Qing'er's family, this is a time journey, and for Xiao Qing'er's family, this is an expectation of experiencing future technology, and it will first become a realistic dream, which is real and unbelievable.
The treasure land that has just moved to the undeveloped has developed by leaps and bounds in the last ten years, with convenient transportation and convenient eating.
The cats are lying next to their owners, rolling, 21st century cats, clutching butterflies that come to life on the screen in a futuristic technology magic house at the end of the 20th century.
Da Qing'er and Xiao Qing'er continued to sleep in the bunk beds in the pink children's room, talking about realistic black fairy tales.
Mom and Dad talked about their experiences in the past few days in their master bedroom.
Maybe we should all be kind to ourselves, each of ourselves, and then go to the dream, Ann.