Chapter 155: Fighting in the Field
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Before leaving the gate, Grandma Song also comforted: "Lao Gen's daughter-in-law, wait until June 1st, we will visit the garden again, and then borrow a wheelchair, you and Lao Gen will go, everyone is lively, relax and relax!"
Song Zi'an pushed Song Zemin's wheelchair, Zhao Dabiao carried a large backpack made by Song Yiyi, and the group walked on the road. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
This time they are going to Wanquan Park, which is not far from home, about 1.5 kilometers away. Grandpa Song and Grandma Song chose this nearest park considering that their son was inconvenient.
Along the way, everyone talked and laughed. Zhao Erbiao jumped even more, picking up the weeds on the side of the road for a while, humming an out-of-tune song for a while, running to the front, and then stopping to wait for the adults to come over.
In just 20 minutes, everyone arrived at the bank of the Wanquan River, where weeping willows lined up, and many people sat on the shore holding fishing rods and fished leisurely.
Grandpa Song introduced to the children: "This river is called Wanquan River, and it is connected to the lake in the park. In the summer, there are more people fishing by the river, and it is one of the very famous eight scenic spots in Shen City, 'Wanquan Fishing', which is very elegant!"
Song Yiyi walked quickly to the ticket office next to the gate of the park and bought six tickets.
Like a little tail, Zhao Erbiao, who was following behind, tugged at the corner of her clothes and whispered: "Sister Yiyi, you counted wrong, there are seven of us in total, you buy one less ticket." ā
Song Yiyi rubbed the lid of his pot: "You are a child, free of charge." ā
Zhao Erbiao's eyes suddenly lit up, he can enter the park without a ticket, so when he wants to play, he can come to play.
Song Yiyi heard this thought, and immediately grabbed the shoulder of the bear child: "Er Biao, you can't sneak around to play by yourself, if you meet a bad person, you will be taken away and sold, and you will never see your father and brother again, do you hear?"
Zhao Erbiao's small body shook, he remembered that when his father and mother took him on the train, he also said something similar, don't run around, follow your father and mother, there are too many people here, it's easy to lose the child!
The idea that had just come to me was extinguished by Song Yiyi in time.
Everyone entered the park gate together, and Grandma Song arranged: "Let's go rowing first, and then walk more in the park, where the trees are lush and the air is very good." How about waiting until noon to find a gazebo or a picnic on the grass?"
Everyone was very enthusiastic about the venue and said that it was originally to come out to play, of course, how easy it was to come.
The money that came out to play was collected by Song Yiyi. A boat can seat six people, so she went and rented a boat for an hour and a half.
When Song Yiyi came back with the ticket, Song Zemin was saying to his parents: "Mom and Dad, you take the children to row, and I will wait on the shore, or go around." ā
Grandpa Song knew that the wheelchair couldn't get on the boat: "Okay, a person like you will stay by yourself, and we won't be worried." When your legs are healed, we'll row again. ā
When she arrived at the cruise dock, Song Yiyi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and she quietly put one hand on the pulse of the other wrist. There is nothing wrong with the body, so what's going on?
The uncomfortable feeling also dissipated, and Song Yiyi's intuition in her previous life was very accurate, and she avoided many things that were unfavorable to her by virtue of the feeling that made people misty.
She watched her grandfather, grandmother, brother, and Zhao brothers all get on the boat, and said, "I'm not going to row anymore, I'm going to accompany my father on the shore." Brother, you take good care of grandpa and grandma. ā
When Song Zi'an heard this, he immediately stood up, he was bent on playing, but he left his father alone on the shore, and asked his sister to make sacrifices, it was really unfilial: "Yiyi, I'll accompany my father, you come to the boat." ā
Song Yiyi knew that her brother had misunderstood: "Brother, don't come down, you and Da Biao are just rowing." I don't like the way I circle a piece of water and paddle the boat back and forth for my own amusement. ā
Grandma Song thought about it, rowing in the park, isn't that what it looks like, she ignored the black-faced staff next to her, and waved her hand with a smile: "Okay, Yiyi doesn't like it, just accompany your father on the shore." Zi'an, let's row. ā
Song Yiyi looked at the boat, and in the rowing action that her brother was not familiar with, she gradually went offshore, and shouted: "Be careful, don't splash water on your clothes, you will catch a cold and get sick." Then he went back to his father.
Although Song Zemin felt that her daughter didn't go to play, she deliberately came back to accompany her, which was very intimate, but she still didn't agree with her approach: "Yiyi, Dad is not a child, and he will stay by himself, and it's nothing." You can play when you should, you don't have to. ā
Song Yiyi pouted and retorted: "Dad, I just prefer to go to real rivers and lakes to take a boat, and I'm not interested in this kind of park-style boating project." ā
Song Zemin thought about the world that his daughter had seen, so he no longer persuaded her: "Your master goes out early and returns late every day, and he doesn't say he has a day off." ā
Since Luo Jinhuan and Song Zi'an brothers and sisters finished worshipping their teachers, they go out after breakfast every day and come back before dinner, rain or shine.
Song Yiyi could guess what he was doing, so she naturally avoided suspicion and never asked. The night before, after Luo Jinhuan had finished teaching them a lesson, she asked Master if he would follow them on a tour of the garden tomorrow. Luo Jinhuan didn't think about it, so he refused, he still has something to do tomorrow.
Song Yiyi pushed the wheelchair and walked to the place where the flowers and trees were lush in the park, and at the same time responded to her father: "It is estimated that after the busy work, I will be able to rest for a few more days." And Master is low-key, I guess he would rather wander in the mountains and markets than stop in a crowded place. ā
Along a path leading to the depths of the park, Song Yiyi was a little surprised: "Dad, I didn't expect there to be bird walkers here!"
Song Zemin said in a low voice: "It's been seventy-five years now, the situation in the country is getting more and more relaxed, except for the rebels in the past, the common people can stay at home, just stay at home, walk around, what if you encounter an unwarranted disaster!"
"Actually, the common people are not stupid, the situation is not tense, and many people's hobbies have been picked up, including fishing, bird walking, and kite flying. ā
The father and daughter chatted while looking at the scenery along the way.
Song Zemin had come to Wanquan Park before, and he was quite clear about the general layout of the park, so he raised his hand and pointed to the south of the road: "Let's go over there and see the water tower on the side of the wall." ā
Song Yiyi turned the wheelchair to the right and followed the path pointed out by her father to the south. didn't take a few steps, suddenly stopped, lowered his head and attached himself to Song Zemin's ear: "Dad, there is someone fighting in the field behind the water tower, shall we go over?"