Yan's father's vacation was only a few days, and the day after Yan Song's military training ended, Yan's father returned to the army. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info When Yan Song sent him, he didn't cry as usual, but waved goodbye with a smile, which stunned his family, and Grandpa Yan even shouted that his family had grown up sweetly.

Grandpa Chen thought to himself, Tiantian will be his family sooner or later. It's just that this sooner or later is really uncertain, Grandpa Chen sometimes even thinks that if this momentum continues, maybe his boys will become their Yan family, hey, the family is unlucky!

Regarding Yan Song's changes, the family has always attributed it to the reason for going to the army, which made the Yan family unanimously approve the proposal to let Yan Song go to the army often. It also made the relationship between Yan Song and Sheng Xiwan better and better, and the friendship became deeper and deeper.

On this day, after school in the evening, there was no one at Yan Song's house, and there was no one at Chen Xuyao's house.

The so-called rubbing a meal is to eat a spicy meal. At this time, Malatang has become a delicacy in the hearts of many people. At home, the parents said that it was not a good thing and could not be eaten. But that's a one-sided idea of the parents, and it has nothing to do with the children themselves. They like to be spicy and crispy!

It's just that they were blocked by Zhao Yi and them on the way out of school, and when they heard the spicy hot, several boys couldn't bear it, so they went home and talked back to their parents, so that they didn't have to worry, put down their schoolbags and ran out, blocking the words that their parents didn't say in the door.

"Isn't it rude for you to not let them leave after they finish talking?" She has always been taught to be filial, even in her previous life, she was reluctant to marry Chen Xuyao, but she had an excellent relationship with Chen's father and Chen's mother, otherwise it would be enough for Yan Song to drink a pot in Chen's house if she didn't have children!

"If you really let them finish, then we don't have to come out, so do you still want to eat Malatang?" Zhao Yi asked Yan Song with a smile, this is to the point, she hasn't eaten for a long time, she wants to miss it very much!

"Forget it, but not at other times."

"Okay." Looking at the child's pretended serious face, Zhao Yi felt that it was still necessary for him to give a quasi-word.

Sure enough, after hearing his promise, she didn't bother anymore, and happily jumped to the back seat of Chen Xuyao, hugged Chen Xuyao's waist with both hands, and put her face on Chen Xuyao's back.

Because she was sitting in the back, she couldn't see Chen Xuyao's smiling face.

Zhao Yi They saw it, they didn't say anything, they couldn't say anything!

The teenagers stepped on the afterglow of the sunset, and went to do "bad things" together, grinning happily one by one, and the sun that had not set at this time did not have the smiles on the faces of the teenagers, which made people unable to open their eyes.

After eating Malatang, several people discussed where to play, but before the result was discussed, the good interest was ruined by Yan Song.

"Didn't Auntie tell you to go back quickly? Are Uncle Guo and Uncle Ye not at home? Aren't you in a hurry to go back? ”

"Okay, it's not a holiday, I have classes tomorrow, what are you playing, I'm going to the Children's Palace, you all go back, Jiaxu go back to take care of the children, and you, except for Xu Yao and Tiantian, all go back."

Several people hesitated, and in the end, Zhao Yi spoke, and then drove them back.

After a few people left, Zhao Yi told them that he was going to the Children's Palace, but was stopped by Yan Song.

In the past, Yan Song had no scruples, and she didn't take things seriously, except for photography, there seemed to be nothing that could make her happy. But now, she feels that her photography level is okay and she doesn't need other people's guidance, so she can also develop other hobbies in case she needs it.

"Brother Yi, that, we don't have anything to do, let's go over with you and take a look!"

"Okay." Thinking that the two of them were usually not troublemakers, he took them with him, but he still said some things first.

"I want to go to class, I can't play with you."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just the two of us to see if there is a suitable one, and then come over and learn during the holidays."

"Okay."

When they arrived at the Children's Palace, Zhao Yi thought about taking them to a calligraphy class, but he also knew that they were still young and might not be very interested in them, so he gave them freedom and let them go by themselves.

It's just that he is still a little worried, he is the eldest among them, and he should take care of his younger brothers and sisters, but the calligraphy class is what he likes, and he hesitated for a while, Yan Song saw it and hurriedly said:

"Brother Yi, there is a map here, we will all look at it, you can go to class, Brother Xu and I can do it."

"Then if you get lost, or if you are bored, come to me on the second floor, and you can ask others where the calligraphy class is, and I will tell you." touched Yan Song's short hair, kneaded it into a bird's nest, and then went to class with confidence.

"Brother Xu, don't be like this in the future, Brother Yi has the potential to develop into an old mother!"

"Well, it's very verbose."

The two children held hands and looked at the map, seeing if there was anything they were interested in, and they didn't forget to count Zhao Yi's verbose skills.

Zhao Yi said innocent, I care about you, why did I complain, and I was said to be an old mother.

Yan Song wanted to learn violin and cultivate her temperament more, but Chen Xuyao hit her mercilessly.

"Temperament is innate, and the acquired is just a fake one. Besides, girls learning piano are not more able to cultivate temperament. ”

He felt that his point of view was correct, of course, Yan Song also knew that he was not wrong, but when she heard this, she became angry, and finally angrily stretched out her hand in front of his eyes, walking forward as she spoke, and handed her hand forward, very with a posture of stuffing her hand into his eyes.

"Look at it, can this little fat hand play the piano? The piano is good, but you also have to see if I can use it! You know what you're called, you used salt as morphine and sprinkled it on my wounds. ”

Chen Xuyao looked at the white and tender little hand in front of him, he really didn't think this hand was fat, but seeing that she was angry and about to go berserk, he decided to rub his hair!

"Mmmm, you're right, it's fat!" Holding the little fat hand, I thought that Yan Song would agree with what he said and stop making trouble, but I didn't expect it to be even more frivolous.

Pulled his hand out of Chen Xuyao's hand and said through gritted teeth.

"What do you say, you dare to call me fat?"

Chen Xuyao was aggrieved, "This is not what I said, it was obviously you who said it, I followed your words to say it like this!" ”

"You ......" forget it, think about his previous style, this time he really didn't mean to, but the thought of him saying that he was fat made me a little uncomfortable.

Rubbing your hands together is not fat burning and you can lose weight?