Qian Miaoyin looked around, "Hey, where is grandpa?"

Grandma touched Qian Miaoyin's hair fondly while returning, "I'm behind with his friend, I'll be there in a while!"

"Friend?" Qian Miaoyin was surprised, did he meet a friend or a new acquaintance?

"Well, it's a good two children, and your grandfather hit it off at first sight, and your grandfather didn't say that it was his year-old friend!" Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoYou must know that she has always been very bored with her grandfather's fox friends and dog friends.

"It's coming!" Qian Ma stretched out her hand to point, Qian Miaoyin looked over, her eyes almost fell off, rub, isn't that Your Majesty and Niangniang!

I saw my grandfather and Tang Xuanzong walking over shoulder to shoulder, both wearing vulgar beach flower shirts, my grandfather was green, and Tang Xuanzong was pink!

"Girl, girl!" The grandfather who was far away waved at Qian Miaoyin, "That's my niece, how beautiful is it, isn't it more beautiful than your daughter-in-law!" Grandpa's loud voice resounded through the airport, and the embarrassed Qian Miaoyin almost hid, rubbing, grandpa, can she compare with the concubine Niangniang? You are also born in a good era, otherwise Niangniang will appoint you to punish the nine clans!

"Miaoyin!" the concubine Niangniang was more excited than her grandfather, and threw herself into Qian Miaoyin's arms like a milk swallow, Qian Miaoyin was almost suffocated to death by the two balls on her chest......!

"Oh, my little Miaoyin, sister, I miss you to death!" said and sniffed on her lewdly, and suddenly felt comfortable physically and mentally!

"You know!" Grandma looked at the first two in surprise.

"Yes, yes, we're still good friends!" said the concubine with a smile.

Sister! Qian Miaoyin nodded stiffly at her grandmother, "Yes, okay...... Friend!" rub, she actually became good friends with the concubine Niangniang......

"Stinky boy, look, I'll just say that we have fate!" Grandpa was even happier when he heard this, and patted Tang Xuanzong's back fiercely!

Qian Miaoyin couldn't bear to cover her eyes, oh my God, my grandfather actually called Tang Xuanzong stinky boy! Her little heart......

Who knew that Tang Xuanzong hung Erlang's eyes, "Stinky boy, you can't be light!"

Qian Miaoyin couldn't help but stiffen, but when she saw that her grandfather didn't feel awkward at all, "Haha, I'm so excited, I didn't stop it!"

Qian Miaoyin really knelt for these two people, grandpa didn't know who Tang Xuanzong was, there was nothing wrong with calling him a stinky boy, Tang Xuanzong was an old ancestor, so it was even more wrong to call him grandpa. But Qian Miaoyin knows the reason for this, outsiders don't know, you look at the strange eyes of those people in the airport, thanks to the fact that they speak Chinese, not many people can understand!

"Xiao Miaoyin, let me tell you, the stinky boy will play for a while, and even I will bow down!

But it's not much, Tang Xuanzong is the ancestor of playing with words! A real ancestor! But thinking so in her heart, she can't say that, she pretended to be surprised, "There are still people who can play better than the guild?"

Grandpa nodded violently, "You will be able to see it later!" But this stinky boy is not atmospheric in terms of female color, and the eyes of those bikini beauties with big breasts and fat buttocks abroad are about to burst out when he sees them on the beach!"

Tang Xuanzong was slightly embarrassed by his grandfather's shouting and touched his nose.

Qian Miaoyin smiled stiffly, isn't it, even if the Tang Dynasty is open, who dares to wear a belly pocket on the street, let alone a bikini that is more exposed than a belly pocket.

Everyone walked out while chatting, and the mother couldn't get down on Qian Miaoyin, and Tang Xuanzong also wanted to smell it, but he was really afraid of being regarded as a pervert.

When these people arrived, Ouyang Lan was finally liberated, and handed over Qian Miaoyin's precautions to the housekeeper, and after the housekeeper read it carefully, he glanced at Ouyang Lan strangely.

Ouyang Lan glared, what the hell is his perverted expression, this thing was not written by him.

This can't be blamed on the housekeeper, it's really Ouyang Lan who is too concerned about Qian Miaoyin's affairs. Look at this entourage team, it's his father's pomp and circumstance, that's what it looks like! Fortunately, the housekeeper is still professional, so he went down to arrange it without saying anything.

The others got into the RV, Qian Miaoyin and Ouyang Lan took their car back, and the mother stuck to Qian Miaoyin, so naturally she took a car with Qian Miaoyin. Ouyang Lan's friend's house is a villa, and the others are not in Sri Lanka, so the Qian family has not caused any inconvenience to others by so many people.

Qian Ma They belong to the elderly group, and the rhythm of play is different from that of young people, they don't need any nightlife, so they go to bed early. Qian Miaoyin originally wanted to study, but was pulled out by her mother, "Let's go, let's go to the night market!"

It can be said that the night market is the best place to understand a local folk customs, because it is more real and closer to life than those packaged tourist attractions.

In addition to eating, drinking, and having fun, there are also gems in Sri Lanka's night markets. Speaking of Sri Lankan food, Qian Miaoyin can only say that it varies from person to person, and there is still a gap between the tastes of southern and northern China, not to mention that this is far away Sri Lanka. Sri Lankan food is mostly seasoned with curries and chili peppers, and even fruits can be served with chili and curry.

Since he came, even if it didn't seem to match his taste, Qian Miaoyin, a snack, couldn't help but taste it, it was really spicy, and the taste was weird, Qian Miaoyin and Niangniang ate a piece alone, but Ouyang Lan didn't move, but His Majesty ate the rest.

A few people walked forward while eating, and of course, the rest of the snacks were basically not very daring to try. After walking a short distance, I saw a sari seller, a traditional garment for women in India, Bangladesh, Pakistan, Nepal, Sri Lanka and other countries. Sari made of silk are generally 5.5 meters long and 1.25 meters wide, with piping on the sides and embroidery on them. It is usually worn around an ankle-length petticoat and skirted from the waist to the heel, and then the end hem is draped over the left or right shoulder.

There are various colors of saris here, Qian Miaoyin is optimistic about a black sari with fine workmanship, and Niangniang is optimistic about a set of two red saris with an open waist. But the saris in this house are very expensive, I don't know if it's because they are outsiders, or because the sari is of high quality. But then again, how can real brand-name goods be sold in the night market?

His Majesty used to be the Ninety-Five, so he naturally had no concept of money, but now he has become a ghost and can't get any money, so he has no concept, and when he saw that the two beauties liked it, he waved his hand and said, "I bought it." ”