222 Electric Fan with Watermelon

Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival is getting closer and closer, the sky is getting hotter and hotter, and there is no golden wind and jade dew at all, and it will win countless cool feelings in the world.

Taking advantage of Jiang Jinghuai's absence, Tian Sangsang entered the space to audition. There was air conditioning in the space and once you got in and never wanted to come out. She thought about the song seriously before, but she didn't think of any song that could be both a red song and a Mid-Autumn Festival. If you talk about the Mid-Autumn Festival, there are a lot of choices, such as "The Moon of the Fifteenth Month", "The Moon Represents My Heart", "When Will the Bright Moon Exist", etc.; there are even more songs related to soldiers, "For Whom", "Green Flowers in the Army", "We Are Soldiers", "Meeting is a Song" and so on. There are very few that combine the two.

The Mid-Autumn Festival focuses on the atmosphere, and on the day of family reunion, just make the atmosphere up, what do you want to do so much.

In the end, Tian Sangsang compromised and set the song on that one...

But without this song at this time, she naturally couldn't buy a tape accompaniment, and when the time came, she couldn't hold the microphone in one hand, and she couldn't hold the instrument in the other hand to accompany herself. So that's free. For Tian Sangsang, the most important thing is not this, but that this song is really a challenge for her.

This is a man's song, and she is afraid that she will not sing it well. So she tried it in the space, the timbre was very stable, and her voice was not particularly sharp, and she could sing the kind of richness of a man. After practicing it a few times, I finally got the shape.

Recently, the heat and dryness are really painful, and it is still an era when there is no air conditioning. At this time, don't ask which one you can choose if you can only choose one air conditioner or watermelon? Draw a horizontal line for you to fill in the blanks and fill in the wool line! It's hard to buy even watermelon! Not to mention air conditioners, which are rare goods abroad!

Tian Sangsang finally couldn't help it, and bought a few bottles of watermelon juice in the space and bottled them in glass bottles.

"Son, come and drink some watermelon juice~" Today is hotter than yesterday, sitting quietly in the house, and the whole body can be quietly sweating. Although I didn't look at the weather forecast, Tian Sangsang guessed that it would be about 40 degrees today.

Meng Shuyan wiped his sweat, took the glass, took a sip, and stuck out his tongue, "Mom, have you drunk?"

"Drink. Tian Sangsang said: "You drink more." ”

"I want to keep it for my dad. Meng Shuyan stared at the watermelon juice in his hand, only half of it was left.

"Your father still has it, I left it for him, your mother, am I the kind of heartless person?" Tian Sangsang pretended to be displeased.

"Ahh

In a blink of an eye, he heard a knock on the door, and Tian Sangsang went out and opened the door.

A hot air came from the surface, mixed with a familiar masculine atmosphere.

Jiang Jing walked in with an electric fan in his arms.

Tian Sangsang pondered what he had brought back, and closed the door before his eyes widened in shock. It's a small electric fan, old-fashioned, the shell is made of iron, the fan inside is made of plastic, and the landline is green, and it looks sturdy.

"Is this an electric fan?" Tian Sangsang, who was like a fish in water, felt a little dreamy for a while.

"Hmm. Jiang Jinghuai glanced at her strangely.

"Why do you suddenly want to buy an electric fan?"

"It's hot at night. Jiang Jinghuai told the truth, and the two walked into the house.

Looking at his sweat-soaked camouflage vest, Tian Sang took a glass of watermelon juice and handed it gently: "Drink a glass of watermelon juice to moisten your throat, give me this electric fan, I'll clean it up~"

Jiang Jinghuai took the cup of red liquid with one hand, and Tian Sangsang had already taken the electric fan.

No, why is the arm a little heavy? Tian Sangsang thought that her great body could hold this iron and electric fan, but now how did she become weak? Fortunately, the bedside table was not too far away, and soon she put the electric fan on the bedside table.

After going out of the door, Jiang Jinghuai felt uncomfortable, and his face was a little red. At this time, he held a refreshing glass of watermelon juice in his hand, his eyes darkened, and he pursed his lips and took a sip. As soon as he took a sip, the whole person was a lot cooler, and he couldn't help but drink it all.

"Where did you get the watermelon juice?"

Tian Sangsang now has slipped through his lies, and said casually without blushing and heartbeat: "I met an old man selling watermelons on the side of the road, so I bought one from him." You don't know, that old man is amazing, there are a lot of watermelons, and the whole person is carrying two big bags, dozens of them. ”

Jiang Jinghuai groaned suspiciously, "Grandpa, carry dozens... Watermelon?"

"Ugh. Tian Sangsang was stunned, and said calmly: "It's nothing, this old man is very powerful." Isn't there a saying, the old man talks about juvenile madness, the left leads the yellow, the right Qingcang, and a pear flower presses the begonia. ”

"Tian Sangsang!" Jiang Jinghuai's face darkened: "Pay attention to your words!"

Seeing that he exudes righteousness all over his body, he can see through the vest how strong and bronzed his chest muscles are, and even the sweat looks very attractive. Facing his abrupt eyes, the dark Tian Sangsang had nothing to hide, and muttered: "I know, don't care about the details." ”

"Yanyan, my mother said the wrong thing just now, how should I describe the old man who was carrying dozens of watermelons? She tinkered with the electric fan and pressed the switch, and in an instant, the wind blew, making Meng Shuyan's hair move.

When Meng Shuyan used to be in the countryside, he didn't have much contact with electrical appliances, and one was a phonograph. Now in the army, except for the radio, he doesn't see much other things that need electricity. Feeling the electric fan at this moment, he was curious, and squinted happily to observe.

"Mom, what's that called?"

Jiang Jinghuai took his words for Tian Sangsang, "Electric fan." After speaking, he sat beside him and blew the wind with him.

Tian Sangsang looked out the window, suddenly thought of something, grabbed his own pu fan and left: "You guys rest, the rice is ready, I'll go down to see my flowers." ”

The sun is so big, won't all the flowers wilt?

"Hey, yes~hey~" Tian Sangsang shook the fan while quietly practicing the rhythm of the song to be sung.

Fortunately, although the sun is a little hotter, the flowers are blooming well. When I walked back, I happened to meet You Huihui and others talking and laughing.

"Sister-in-law Huihui. Tian Sangsang stopped them. The main thing is that the smiles on their faces are not symmetrical with the weather.

When You Huihui and the others saw her, they all looked at each other and smiled.

"As we just said, it was a hot day, as if it were in a furnace. Everyone is making analogies to see who is the most popular. A military wife suggested: "Since Sangsang is here, say a word too." ”

It's just a little joke among everyone, Tian Sangsang shook his fan with interest and said with a smile: "It's really hot." I'll be honest with you—"

Her expression was sincere.

"Huh?" You Huihui and the others couldn't help but prick up their ears.