On the night of Tanabata, the streets that are quiet on weekdays are bustling at this time.

Pedestrians coming and going, shouting vendors, red lanterns hanging high.

The darkness is dispelled in the night, the heat fades, a fresh breeze blows, and the smell of sunlight and grass fills the tip of the nose.

The gentle and restrained night is even more charming because of this unusual liveliness.

"So it's hilarious? Although it is a little wild, it is really too far worse than Jingshi. ”

Chen Junhan commented and pointed to the shouting stalls and pedestrians in the market.

"These little vendors can only shout, and they don't know how to use some small means to attract customers on such a good day tonight. These small things that are full of streets on weekdays can be put away, and these very distinctive things can be taken out and sold. ”

"When did my cousin study business so well?"

Ning Xin ate the freshly fried fruit in her mouth and said vaguely.

"Beware of being swept away by so many people, hold on to me."

Chen Junhan regained his grip on Ning Xin's chubby paws.

"What are these things, just look at how people do them."

Chen Junhan saw that Ning Xin was looking around and was not lively, so he pulled her and said.

"I promised in advance not to run around, what is there to see here. This time, you come back to Beijing with me, and I'll take you to play, it's much more fun to keep it than here. ”

Chen Junhan saw that Ning Xin didn't answer after waiting for a long time.

"How's it going?!"

"I'll get the same answer as many times you ask, so don't ask."

"Sister, sister, pull Xiao Xiang'er."

Ning Xiang was dissatisfied with the status quo of being neglected, grabbed Ning Xin, and leaned up on his little neck.

"Xiao Xiang'er is so smart and cute, my sister wants to hold me and don't let me be snatched away by the bad guys."

Ning Xin smiled and held Ning Xiang's little fat hand.

"That little Xiang'er can't run around, let Mama hug you when you're tired."

Chen Junhan saw that the two chubby hands were held together, white and chubby, the skin was stretched, and the small whirlpool on the back of the hand could not be seen.

How old you are, you still have to walk hand in hand, it's really a child.

Little hands are holding small hands, and the two of you are lost together.

Chen Junhan stared at the two chubby hands together dissatisfied, and complained in his heart.

Seeing that the two little meat balls all ignored their majestic gazes, he took a deep breath and clenched Ning Xin's little hand.

It's safer to take them with you, it's really worrying, it's not easy to be a good brother!

Because of his temperament, Chen Junhan looks a lot older than children of the same age.

But now I am holding Ning Xin, a small meat ball that hasn't grown much in the past two years, and I also have a round and lovely glutinous rice dumpling.

Yan zhòng lowered the age of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, three noble and cute children, and there were guards behind them, and the originally somewhat congested roads were even more crowded.

Ning Xin is in a good mood, she likes to watch the street lights light up the dark night at night.

It is not the intoxicating or cold light of neon incandescent lamps, but the outside of the lamp skeleton is pasted with gauze or paper, and the warm candlelight shines through, and the lanterns drive away the darkness and warm the heart.

Ning Xin likes this kind of warmth, and her whole heart seems to be blown by the warm spring breeze.

The people here, the qiē here are real and misty, as if they have walked into a painting.

He is no longer a viewer, imagining the scene in the painting, and walking in the lively painting as a member of the painting. Himself and the surrounding qiē become the scenery in the painting.

There are no extravagant and gorgeous drunken gold fans, and there are no poor people who can't eat.

Some are just years of quiet and down-to-earth life, and this down-to-earth stability makes people feel a sense of belonging.

Ning Xin walked happily, and suddenly grabbed Chen Junhan in the other direction.

"It's so lively, let's go see what's going on."

As long as Ning Xiang followed Ning Xin, there was such a lively scene all around, and he felt that he would be the same wherever he went.

He was small, and if it weren't for the people around him, he would have been squeezed to the point where he couldn't find anyone.

But even if someone is guarding him, he still feels that the surroundings are really crowded.

The smell of fat powder, sweat, and indescribable strange smell on his body were mixed together, and Ning Xiang felt that his nose was abused.

Ning Xiang was still thinking about whether to pick him up.

It should taste better.

Before he could say anything, the hand he was holding with Ning Xin suddenly moved.

Ning Xiang broke through many obstacles, and saw the scene in the crowd was a big man with a big mouth, bending over and swallowing a long sword.

Swallow, sword?!

Ning Xiang watched in surprise as the long sword slowly became shorter, waiting for the sword to come out of his body.

This picture is so bloody and violent, not suitable for children to watch!

Ning Xiang looked around and found that although Ning Xin was looking at it with great interest, the upward arc of the corners of her mouth was not quite the same as usual.

The prince's cousin didn't look surprised at all.

The others' eyes lit up and they looked very excited.

Isn't there anyone who has the same fears as himself, the sword piercing through the back, and that is going to see blood.

Maybe blood splattered everywhere, spurting blood on the face.

Thinking of this, Ning Xiang felt as if there was something damp on his face.

Subconsciously took a few steps back.

But he waited for a long time, but he didn't see any bloodshed.

It didn't take long for the man to pull out the sword he had swallowed, and the cheers around him came and went before he realized that the show was over?

It's okay if he swallows the sword, and he can still pull the sword out!

It's amazing!

Ning Xiang stared curiously at the back of the man who had just swallowed the sword, paying attention to see if he could see his blood holes or his red-stained clothes.

"Sister, sister."

Ning Xin's hand was pulled a few times.

"Sister, won't that person be injured, where did the sword swallow by him, why didn't it come out?!"

Ning Xiang asked anxiously.

"Can we try it when we go back, can Daddy swallow the sword."

Ning Xin swallowed her saliva when she saw that Ning Xiang's bright eyes were full of longing for Daddy to swallow the sword.

"Daddy won't do this."

Ning Xiang obviously didn't believe it, what else did his dad know? Juggling will be a thing, can Daddy not?

"This is not in the category of martial arts, and he can't be as good at kung fu as Daddy. You see him swallowing a sword, maybe this sword has a mechanism, you think about the little wolf in the amusement park whose eyes move, we can't say that the wood can move, right? ”

Ning Xiang was surrounded by Ning Xin's passage and was successfully stunned.

Before he could figure out what it meant, he was already away from the crowd.

"What's so nice about these things, squeeze to death."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hates that others squeeze him, and he hates the smell there.

"Okay, let's go have some snacks, and eat a little bit when we come out."

Chen Junhan frowned and looked at the simple decoration of the snack shop, the crowd was full of excitement, and he spit out two words with difficulty.

"Okay."

"Ning Xin!"

Before Ning Xin could shout long live, a familiar shout came from behind her.