Xiaoli stood under the mural of the ancestral hall and took many photos, but there was no Tang Ning.

It can be known that the guy Downing must be holding the camera, and it is estimated that she has no confidence in her appearance in the photo.

Nie Zheng swiped down, and sure enough, the photo of Xiaoli and Tang Ning had been deleted.

"Stupid, I don't even know how to cheat, I can retouch the picture!"

After scolding this, Nie Zheng himself laughed, if he still knew how to be careful, Tang Ning would not be Tang Ning.

He slid back to the dynamics just now, and there was a line of words under the photo, which was incompatible with the cheerful atmosphere in the photo:

"I don't know who painted these beautiful murals, it is estimated that they are decades or even more than a hundred years old, the painter has passed away, and people who know him still have his appearance in their minds when they see the work, and what about me..... One day people will forget about me because I have nothing left. ”

There was a reply below, it was Dr. Mizuno, "Don't you have a diary? I don't have anything, and the medical records I leave behind will only be annoying to everyone, haha!"

Nie Zheng thought for a while, he wanted to reply something, but he didn't know what to say, and the only one who was depressed could comfort himself was himself.

Nie Zheng was stunned for a moment, and found that he had pressed the reply and published, and there was nothing except a comma.

"If I hang up, what will I be left behind?"

Nie Zheng's eyes lit up, and a little face made of ice carved jade and puffed out of breath was looking at him.

"By the way, I'm happier than Xiaoli, I can stay Qingqing, now I think about what the ancients said about unfilial piety, it really makes sense, no matter how much I have achieved in my life, I can't be as happy as having a child. ”

"Daddy!" Qingqing rolled her eyes as she learned from the cartoon character and stretched her voice, "Didn't you hear what Qingqing said?"

"Yes, it's best to pack these dishes, pack these dishes to the fishing place, and eat them while fishing. ”

"Ahh

The little princess's eyes were boneless, "Dad, will the little fish steal our things to eat?"

"No, they dare to rob it..."

"Hang him!" Qingqing stomped the ground!

"Violent Princess!" Nie Zheng said with a smile: "Hurry up and pick the four seasons oranges, and then thicken your hair!"

"Yes!"

The tangerines of the four seasons are not tall, and they can be sunny, and the little guy quickly picked a basket of oranges and placed them neatly.

"Aunt Quan, where is the water!!

As long as there is a place to play, Qingqing will be easy to cook, and now she is, shouting loudly.

"It's coming!"

Aunt Quan came out with a large bucket of water, "Qingqing, put it in the water and wash it, then wipe it with a rag and put it in the bottle..."

Aunt Quan pointed to the glass bottle, "Put a layer of oranges and cover it with salt, put another layer of oranges, and then put salt ....."

"Is it salt or orange on top?" Qingqing listened very carefully.

"Salt!"

"Yes!hey!" the little guy poured a basket of oranges into the bucket, "hey, hey, hey, cluck...."

Her two little hands slapped quickly in the bucket, and Aunt Quan said heartbrokenly: "Qingqing will catch a cold if her clothes get wet!"

"No, no! Not at all, Qingqing ate oranges!"

Faced with his daughter's strong reason, Nie Zheng is not worried, the little guy will prepare an extra set of clothes in his schoolbag every day when he goes to kindergarten.

"Mr. Nie!" When Qingqing was playing tirelessly in the water, Uncle Quan came out with a bicycle, "It's ridiculous, my son sells fish, and there is no fishing rod at home, so I went to the fishing tackle shop in the town to buy a rod and came back." ”

"No!" Nie Zheng waved his hand, I can make a rod by myself, he turned his head to Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, Dad will make a fishing rod, you and Aunt Quan will make salted kumquats, and cooperate in the division of labor!"

"Know!" Qingqing stopped playing in the water, "Dad, hurry up, Qingqing wants to go fishing!"

"Silly girl, no matter how fast you are, you have to finish your meal and go again. Aunt Quan touched Qingqing's head and squatted down to wash oranges for Qingqing.

"Don't eat it, Qingqing's stomach is already big, and what she ate just now hasn't been digested yet!"

Between food and play, Qingqing always puts play first, and the little guy pats his belly with his wet little hands.

"Auntie, let's pack those three plates of food and eat them, and lunch will be free!"

Uncle Quan was refreshed, he patted the gun tied to the bicycle, and said with a smile: "Wife, this is good, I will also go to hunt squirrels, just combine the evening dishes with the noon dishes, and eat them in one meal..."

"Qingqing, there are not many vegetables in Uncle's house, and there is no meat, you have to catch more fish later, otherwise you can only eat rice!"

"That.... Let's eat KFC!" Qingqing suggested.

"How do you make Kende chicken? Aunt Quan can only make white-cut chicken, scallion oil chicken, sesame chicken..."

"Turtle, that's foreign fast food, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, it's rude!" Uncle Quan scolded.

"If I weren't for the turtle, how would I marry you, this mrigal!" Aunt Quan was not to be outdone.

"That's because I was handsome when I was young!" Uncle Quan's bicycle had already set off, and he let go of his two hands and lit a cigarette very easily.

"Hey, old ghost, be careful of falling to kill you!" Aunt Quan reminded with concern.

"Wow, Uncle Quan's bike doesn't use his hands, Qingqing can't do it!" Qingqing said with envy.

Nie Zheng searched for a while under the scaffolding where Uncle Quan planted melons, and then found two tough bamboos, took out a knife and drew three circles about five centimeters near the end of the bamboo.

I found an ink line for plastering, of course, there was no white line for inking, and I randomly found two barbs and tied them to the white line, and the other end of the white line was tied to the bamboo, and a simple fishing rod was made.

Qingqing followed Aunt Quan to make salted kumquats, like a quiet little princess, the yellow oranges were spread with a layer, and a layer of salt was put on top, which was very beautiful.

"Mr. Nie, I'll seal it for you, and put it in the car when you go back!"

"Okay! Sunny and coarse!" Nie Zheng waved his hand, carrying a fishing rod and carrying the packaged food, and walked towards the river.

"Yes!" Qingqing followed behind, carrying a small red bucket.

The small river is at the bottom of the mountain, it is not far to walk about 100 meters, both sides of the river are bamboo, very quiet, and the bamboo is broken on the bank of the river.

It turned out that someone dug a small piece of land there and planted sweet potatoes.

"Qingqing, this is the best, there is shade and a place to sit!"

"Okay!" Qingqing jumped down, and then shouted loudly: "Dad, Dad, it's so stupid, we don't even have fish food, how can we fish?"

"It's okay!" Nie Zheng picked up a small bamboo and handed it to his daughter, "Qingqing, you dig in the dirt and dig up a few earthworms." ”