Zeyang's mother smiled slightly, but turned defeat into victory, as if inadvertently said: "By the way, Yiyi, where is your father now?" ”

Chen Yi, who was still thinking about the very open-minded aunt that day, replied to her directly: "My father is in Tunhai, and he will only go home every year when I have a summer vacation and the New Year," Chen Yi pouted again, and said with a full of complaints: "I don't see him come back a few times a year, so I and my grandmother miss him." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Ze Yang's mother, who was looking in the rearview mirror in the car, felt unfair for Chen Yi, "Our Yi Yi is so beautiful, how can your father be like this, the next time I meet him, I will criticize him!" Then, he asked again, "What about your mother?" I haven't heard you talk about her, have I? You and I have such harmonious personalities, and your academic performance is so good, I really want to ask your mother for advice. Look at Zhang Zeyang, you know it's embarrassing for me all day long! ”

Zhang Zeyang looked at the traffic outside the car window, lying down silently, but he had no complaints, he knew that this was her strategy, and it was a reason for Hetian to be jealous of horse racing.

Chen Yi thought of his mother and froze slightly, then his expression darkened, he lowered his head and played with his fingers, and whispered, "I haven't seen her for a long time." ”

"That..."

"My dad said that my mother was sent to Africa by the company and I don't know when I will come back, I haven't seen my mother for two years, she doesn't even call me, I don't know if I have a daughter in my heart!"

"Hmph, I don't want her!"

Yang Hong shook her head with a smile, especially when she saw that Chen Yi seemed to be very angry and tilted her head against the soft attention, looking like she had been resentful for a long time, but after a while, when she looked at her moving face, she could see the look full of longing.

"Yiyi, your parents must be missing you too, maybe your mother will come back tomorrow. Even if they don't come back, don't you still have an aunt, me and Zhang Zeyang, we all treat you as family, okay, okay, don't be upset. ”

Yang Hong: Of course, I look at her as a family, but she is my future daughter-in-law, I admire her!

Then, Yang Hong gave Zhang Zeyang a backward look, which meant that to comfort and comfort her, it was best to take her down when Chen Yi was emotionally unstable now.

Zhang Zeyang silently understood, patted Chen Yi's shoulder, whose head was pillowed on the car window, and said to her: "I can do magic, do you want to see it?" ”

The listless little Chen Yi rolled her eyes and glanced at him, and then retracted her gaze, but she stared at the seat in front of her again in a daze, obviously much better.

"Don't want to see it? Then I won't change. ”

Chen Yi's face was full of dissatisfaction, and he replied: "You change, I'm watching." She moved her head and set her eyes on Zhang Zeyang's hand, she just wanted to expose his charlatan tricks to hit him, it was really not because she was afraid that she would blush involuntarily when she saw the edges and corners of his face...

"Look at it!"

Zhang Zeyang opened his palm and put it on the central seat, and interacted with her with a mysterious expression: "Guess what these sides are?" ”

Guess? Chen Yi's brain worked instantly, sweeping away the previous haze mood, she reached out and dragged her chin with her right hand, opened her big beautiful eyes as if she could see through to see what would be behind the central armrest, and looked up at the dusk outside the skylight to think, "Hmm..."

"There's nothing in the back!"

"No, guess again."

"Hmm...... What will there be? ,,, delicious! ”

Zhang Zeyang chuckled, "I knew you were a foodie, and you thought about delicious food every day." ”

Chen Yi turned his head arrogantly and snorted coldly, "No!" ”

"Who said I only think about good food every day, it's just that you're confused by my superficial appearance. Dare you say I can eat it, which time is not the most you eat? Hmph~"

Zhang Zeyang smiled dryly, and then announced the result of the riddle: "Actually, you answered correctly." ”

This answer made Chen Yi want to laugh unbridledly, hahaha, you see that you yourself admit that you can eat better than me, so I'm not a foodie!

By no means!!

You're !!

If Zhang Zeyang is not mistaken, all the delicious food in Aunt Luo's car is hidden here.

Pulling open the handrail, what caught the eyes of the two was that there was a small Xiaoice box behind the handrail! Xiao Chen, who was excited to review the results of the mystery, couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, this car is too advanced! There is even a car refrigerator, I just heard my aunt say that this car is all over the street, so it shouldn't be expensive, right?

It feels so affordable~

Zhang Zeyang dug in it like a trick, and after a while, a few things came out of his hands, and then he held it very solemnly in front of Chen Yi's eyes, and said, "Congratulations to Chen Yi for answering correctly, this is a reward for you." ”

"Thank you!"

Chen Yi recruited them all, opened a can of refreshing ice drink that could cool the heat in the summer, drank it a few times, and drooled at the sudden extra stomach prodigy.

But before Chen Yi reached out to pick it up, the quilt was still beside her, and when she looked at it, they were all prodigies with big stomachs!

One pack, two packs, three packs... Oh my God, how are there so many! Hahaha, get rich~

So many snacks were piled up beside her, making her breathe like she was defeated, and the drink in her hand was not finished yet! She glanced at Zhang Zeyang and said weakly: "You want to choke me to death." ”

After a sleepless night, the flowers bloom. The Hunan bamboo is a little less mottled, and there is a little more familiar taste in the wind and dust, which cuts off the light and wild flow. The language is ancient, who can tell how much it is regretted, not in the cause and effect of fate, move with your heart, and come at will.

The leaves drip into the heart, and the love is in the winding path leading to the secluded place. The world has passed, what is left behind is in the heart, and what has been passed is in the dream, and the waiting for pity is the willingness of the person who left it. The song sings shallowly, looking at a ginkgo biloba leaf with light water, and Danqing's pen is the Bixia that comes from the leaping note.

The flow of freehand landscapes, splashing ink for the rest of the rest of your life, blank is a picture scroll for you. The silver beads and greenery have been depressed, tracing the outline of lovesickness in hopeless hope, the white paper has been filled, and the heart is still blank, which path to find a lost way back.

White-headed in time, make a promise in the wind, and find a forgotten love letter with the traces of the old days. Burned to ashes, scattered into the wind, looking for a destined person and waiting for the scenery of the twilight.

An old tree is entwined with silk, and the thatched roof reflects the bits and pieces of withered yellow, telling the coming and going of time. The leaves have fallen, the heart has just passed, the lingering fragrance is still on the way to the wind, and the old stories in the long past have faded a little imprint. (To be continued.) )