Su Qingjia took advantage of the gap between clothes to sort out his thoughts.

First, her name is Su Qingjia, and this is when she was eight years old. No proof is required.

Second, her father's name is Su Jingkang, taken from Jingkang's shame, a proper Chinese, Spanish name, now working at the Chinese consulate in Barcelona, Spain. Well, as for the position, forgive her for not remembering much about her childhood.

Third, her mother's name is Ming Ling, a mixed-race Chinese and Western beauty, a piano teacher, and her Spanish name is ana, well, she just met.

Walking downstairs, Su Qingjia took a look at this small villa, a typical Spanish building, romantic and delicate with delicate thoughts, well, I love the murals on the top of the building and the small garden that comes with it.

"Qingjia, come and have breakfast." Su Jingkang held a newspaper, and his work abroad required him to be aware of local current affairs.

Su Xiaomei lifted the corner of her skirt with both hands and made an extremely ladylike etiquette, "Handsome Mr. Su sdias!" (Good morning)

Su Jingkang returned a hat salute, of course, he didn't bring a hat. But it doesn't matter, he's handsome.

“sdias!” (Good morning)

Mr. Su's smile was very pleasing to the eye, and Ming Ling was already crazy on the side.

Waiting for Su Qingjia to sit on the stool by herself, "Mom and Dad, it's time to start." Ming Ling reacted, and his face was as red as a red rose in the garden.

Su Jingkang glanced at it quietly, and the smile in his eyes betrayed the young diplomat, well, it seems that the charm value has not decreased.

Su Qingjia ate breakfast silently, trying not to make a sound, so as not to burst the pink bubble that was about to drown her.

Poked the matcha cake on the plate, and for the sake of this delicious cake, I reluctantly accepted the fact that I had it all over again.

Of course, it would be better if you could not use a light bulb now.

The parents are eyebrows, the air is so sweet that they are getting tired, she is not a real child!

Oh my God, I'm going to be forced again.

*

Su Jingkang went out to work.

Barcelona is the second largest city in Spain, located in the northeast of the Iberian Peninsula, bordering the Mediterranean Sea, with a warm climate, known as the "flower of Europe", a large population, with many immigrants from all over the world, and Chinese also yearn for this beautiful city, so the consulate work is not leisurely.

Ming Ling was born in Madrid, her mother is an authentic Spanish beauty Sonia, who can dance flamenco with passion and seduction, and is also passionate about love.

At a party, Sonia meets Mingyu, a man from the mysterious East, and the two fall in love and get out of control. Sonia was born in high society and is a sought-after Spanish rose, but fortunately, Mingyu is good enough, and it happens that Sonia is an only daughter and does not marry, otherwise, it may have been a bloody plot of Rose&Jack a long time ago.

On the one hand, the mixed-race Ming Ling has a bright smile of the Mediterranean sun, but also contains the subtle shyness of the East, and has two older brothers, Ming Ling has no pressure in the family.

She was once a member of a famous Spanish orchestra, and when she performed in China, she fell in love with Su Jingkang, who was born into a family of diplomats. For the sake of her husband's career, Mingling gave up her job in the orchestra and accompanied Su Jingkang to live in various countries.

Half a year ago, Su Jingkang applied for transfer to the Chinese Consulate in Barcelona, Spain, and Mingling was so happy that she couldn't help herself and treated her husband with a good meal.

As for how to treat, cough cough, private matters in the room.

Back in the familiar Iberian Peninsula, the winds of the Mediterranean are sweet.

Mingling works as a music teacher at a nearby middle school.

Su Qingjia came to Spain from China half a year ago, in order to adapt to the new environment, her family decided to let her suspend school for a year, and Su Qingjia herself has completed primary school education in China, as long as the language keeps up, her studies are not a problem.

The morning is the time for Su Qingjia to play the piano, Mingling serves as her piano initiation teacher, and Su Xiaomei, who sat on the chair at the age of three, can now play a lot of songs.

chose a song "Puppy Waltz", nodded to Mingling, and Su Qingjia played it.

She is still young, and her fingers are not well developed, but her fingers are slender, smooth and fair, and they span a lot when they are opened, and her congenital conditions are excellent.

The tone of this piece is lively and bright, like a puppy chasing its own tail, constantly playing in small circles in place, with confusion and a little annoyance.

The song was very simple, but as he played it, Su Qingjia began to wander.

Mingling arranged flowers on the side, and she subtracted a little from the stem of the bellflower with scissors, sharpened it, and found a place to insert it. Accompanied by music, Mingling's movements are as graceful as a dance.

The musician's ear can always catch the small feelings, and although Ming Ling has not yet become a musician, she can still hear the confusion and confusion in her daughter's piano sound, and many complex feelings that she cannot recognize.

It's obviously a simple tune, why does Bella have so much love?

Ming Ling didn't bother Su Qingjia, but his eyes were full of concern.

Su Qingjia is recalling her last life, saying that it is not long, and it is not short for 30 years.

It's hard for anyone to accept that they're back in their childhood. Although Su Qingjia is optimistic, he always maintains a good attitude of "the boat goes straight to the bridge" in the face of difficulties, but the remnants of Zài's memory in the past 30 years cannot be erased.

It's like ink on rice paper.

It may be intense or light, or brightly colored, or rewritten.

It's always a mark that can't be removed.

Once in life, how much sorrow and resentment.

Before I knew it, the song was finished.

Su Qingjia's hand stopped in mid-air and woke up, she looked up and saw Ming Ling's eyes, which were a mother's loving and kind gaze.

After a pause, Su Qingjia showed a bright smile to her mother.

The familiar "Castle in the Sky" poured out of her fingertips.

Life has to go on anyway, and now I take out the chocolate jar from a chocolate jar that I don't know if it's good or bad, but it's at least sweet.

Maybe every one I take out in the future will be sweet.

Life is always lived by people.

Mingling didn't know what happened to her daughter, but at that moment, it seemed that her daughter had grown up, her eyes had become clear, and her temperament had become ethereal, as if a wise man had understood the true meaning of life and understood Zen.

But listening to the sound of the piano, such a change seems to be not bad.

Ming Ling raised his eyebrows and turned the flower basket leisurely, well, there is still a water lily over here.

*

Su Qingjia quickly adapted to the new, no, it was the rhythm of life in the past, and while adapting, Su Qingjia found a heavy problem -

Maybe because she got smaller, she began to become very childish for some reason!

I can't bear it!

Hey, have you ever seen a leftover girl who is almost thirty years old watching cartoons all day long? Have you ever seen a leftover girl who is almost 30 years old waiting for her parents' praise every day?

Oh Dok, she's an intellectual, how can she be so naïve!

"Qingjia's handwriting today is awesome, elegant and beautiful, well, grandpa will definitely praise you!" Su Jingkang kissed her on the forehead, and touched the little nodding head.

When Su Jingkang walked away, she hadn't reacted yet, and she was crazy in her heart:

So handsome, so handsome, so handsome (*+_+*)~

Su Qingjia rubbed her tender little red face vigorously, she can be kissed by Su Da handsome guy and Ming Da beauty every day, what is it to be naïve! These benefits are very good! I really enjoyed it~~~

It's going to ripple~

Ming Ling was happy to see her daughter (Are you sure you're not a nymphomaniac?) ), so delicate and cute, I can't help but give her a fragrant kiss on the face.

Su Qingjia went back to the room with the soles of his feet fluttering.

Well, my mother's kiss is still rose-scented.

So you don't understand the world of Yan Kong.

After washing, Su Qingjia stared at herself in the mirror for a long time and thought about a major life event.

As a mixed-race child, although she mixes a little little, she still has a unique appearance, how can you say that you can't lose the face of Su Handsome and Mingmei, right?

From the perspective of the previous life, she should not be disabled, but what about this life!

Su Qingjia thought bitterly about several consequences in case of long-term disability, and found that the consequences were too strict, and the concubines really couldn't do it.

No, beauties should be cultivated from an early age.

The first thing to do is to protect your eyesight.

Although many people have praised her big foggy eyes, she still likes it, but Nima, she doesn't want to be good, it's all caused by myopia, if she can, she still likes the crystal clear amber eyes.

Now again, it looks like this can be there.

Su Qingjia ran back to the bed and took out a delicate codebook from the bedside,

"First of all, you need to protect your eyesight, and secondly, you need to grow taller, and the goal is to ...... above 1.68"

"What else?" Su Qingjia thought about it, stretched out her little fat hand and rubbed her chest,

"Big breasts......

Love is not as good as a chest. Breasts are not the only criterion for measuring a beauty, but breasts are a necessary criterion for a beauty.

After writing the goal, Su Qingjia thought about it again, and wrote down the secret recipes that he had pondered in his previous life, learned by others, and saw in the book.

Besides, she's still young, so you can try these recipes one by one.

After writing this, Su Qingjia put away the notebook and lay on the bed and smirked.

"rar" (Can I come in?) Mingling knocked on the door.

“vale.” (Yes) Su Qingjia flipped it up and took the milk brought by Ming Ling. “gracias.” (Thank you)

"You're welcome, my baby, Daddy wants to tell you something tonight, baby, is that okay?" Mingling grew up with a Western-style education and got along with her children more like sisters.

Su Qingjia blinked her amber eyes like Ming Ling, and her eyelashes were like small brushes, "Okay, what's the matter?" ”

Mingling flicked the tip of her daughter's nose, "You'll know when Dad comes up," blinked his left eye, "It should be fun." ”

Su Qingjia buried herself in her mother's arms and laughed, and by the way, she felt the soft touch from the important parts.

"Hes! (Good evening)

Su Jingkang took the glass from which his daughter drank the milk, "Tomorrow Dad and uncles are going to visit the children in the nearby orphanage, do Qingjia want to go with Dad?" ”

"Will it disturb Daddy's work?" Su Qingjia raised his head, and the big amber eyes in the car made Su Jingkang's heart as soft as water.

"No," Su Jingkang hugged Qingjia over, his voice was much softer, "My Qingjia is so cute, how can she disturb Dad?" Dad took you to meet some friends, do you say okay? ”

Su Qingjia's eyes rolled and thought for a moment, "Then Dad just said it, remember to take Qingjia tomorrow." ”

Su Jingkang stretched out a little finger, "Pull the hook." ”

"Retractor."

"That baby goes to bed early today." Mingling asked Su Jingkang to put his daughter on the bed and cover her with a quilt. "Good night."

"Good night."