Chapter 420: Street Artist
"There's a heart, haha. Yu Hui took the bag handed over by Ding Zhen, "I'll send it to the refrigerator." β
Afterwards, everyone sat on the sofa and chatted, and Ling Yu and the three of them were also informed of the cause and effect.
Su Wanwan bought a cheongsam, but Yu Hui took a fancy to her, who took it out and put it on without her daughter's consent, and even more arrogantly ran to her to pose.
"Are you angry?" Su Wanwan puffed out angrily, pouting her small mouth, her towering chest rising and falling, "I don't care if she returns it to me or not, I can only grab it!"
"I'm just going to look through it, and I don't want you. You kid, you're too stingy!" Yu Hui crossed Erlang's legs, revealing a large area of tight and smooth skin, and rolled her eyes dissatisfied.
"Okay, you all say a few words, learn more, and as soon as you come in, I will advise you not to quarrel, more well-behaved children. Yu Cheng shook his head and sighed helplessly.
Little Lori said in a milky voice: "If you want to quarrel, you have to wait until Ruoruo prepares a small bench and melon seeds to quarrel." β
Yu Cheng nodded very approvingly, and said, "Did you hear it, if you want to quarrel, you have to ...... What?!"
The middle-aged handsome old man looked at Xiao Lori sharply, the latter looked innocent, he opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.
Su Wanwan said that she was used to the urine of little Lori, and sneered: "Hehe, I know." β
"Grandma really looks good in this cheongsam!" Xiao Lori suddenly admired.
"Really?" Yu Hui's eyes lit up, and he immediately said strongly: "Since Ruo Ruo said so, then Wanwan, it will be given to me." β
Su Wanwan glared at Xiao Lori, and was about to do something with her mother again, but she noticed that there was still Ling Yu beside her, so she couldn't help suppressing it, took a deep breath, and asked, "Little Ling Yu, how are you doing this week?"
Ling Yu said casually: "Something happened, it's not too boring, what about Lao Wan?"
At the mention of Lao Wan, everyone's stomachs rang in unison.
"Lao Wan has been very busy these two days and can't cook for us. Su Wanwan sighed.
Yu Hui's face was strange: "You may not believe it when you say it, he ...... Went out and did a band with someone else. β
"Rock band. Yu Cheng added with a wry smile, "It's singing on the street not far from home." β
Ling Yu: "......"
"Baba, if you want to go to see Grandpa Wan's performance!" Little Lori's big eyes were full of anticipation, grabbing the corner of Ling Yu's clothes and shaking.
"Eat first, go for a walk after dinner. Ling Yu touched her little head, he himself was also a little interested, his own old servant was really living more and more exciting, he was the sect master, the chef, and now he was a street artist.
Well, what an interesting old man.
"I'll go cook. Yu Cheng said with a smile.
"I'm going to help, too. Ding Zhen followed.
After a while, a table of delicacies was presented on the table, the ingredients were the seafood brought back by Ding Zhen, and the enticing aroma permeated the entire room, tickling everyone's taste buds.
Little Lori is like a homeless man who hasn't eaten enough for three days, gobbling it up, and whenever Su Wanwan wants to put vegetables in the bowl, she will always be the first to snatch it.
Su Wanwan refused to admit defeat, and launched a fierce battle with a six-year-old girl regardless of the image, and the daily pinching of little Lori and the big-breasted monster reappeared.
After eating, Su Wanwan's family also had to follow Ling Yu to see Lao Wan, and Ding Zhen took the initiative to ask to stay at home and clean up the dishes and chopsticks.
"Are you embarrassed to join us and let Xiao Zhen work alone?" Yu Hui glared at Yu Cheng.
Yu Cheng was speechless to refute, so he had to stay, but he was not at ease, afraid that the relationship between Ling Yu and his baby daughter would be further developed, so he gave Ling Yu a tactful warning.
"Xiaoyu, Wanwan has a bad temper these two days. You know, women, there are always a few days a month. He leaned into Ling Yu's ear and whispered, his eyes rolled around, and he looked like a lewd uncle, "So, you have to stay away from her......"
"Dad!" Su Wanwan stood behind Yu Cheng somehow and shouted, startling the latter.
She was like an angry tigress, with frost on her face, glaring at Yu Cheng, "Are you infected by your mother and hurt me again!"
When the words fell, she snorted coldly and walked away without looking back.
"Good daughter......" Yu Cheng stretched out his hand, trying to grab something, and finally retracted his hand in frustration, sighing bitterly.
Everyone seemed to be able to feel his sadness through the air, and Ling Yu went over and patted him on the shoulder, "Thank you for reminding me." β
Yu Cheng inexplicably got a trace of comfort, and for a moment, he had the idea of "he will definitely be a good son-in-law", hurriedly shook his head, shook off this undesirable thought, and said, "Let's go, Xiaozhen, let's work." β
......
βbeat-itοΌjust-beat-it......β
This is a song by the king of rock and roll, Michael Jackson, which was once all the rage, and is now sung by the voice of the old and vicissitudes of life, with a unique flavor, full of passion and love, like a roar from the depths of the soul.
On the side of the street, a group of onlookers watched and applauded.
In the center of the onlookers, a band was playing their street music, with only three people, a man and a woman on either side, playing guitars, beating drums, and dressed relatively normally.
The lead singer standing in the center of them is the focus of attention of the audience, with a black tone, dressed in black, but his clothes are full of holes, and he wears a string of gold and silver chains around his neck, and he is wearing a pair of black leather shoes with metal pointed toes.
He wore cold big sunglasses, held a microphone, roared with a red face and a thick neck, and made a classic rock 'n' roll gesture with his empty other hand, which swayed in the air.
At the same time, he was also swaying wildly, his white hair dancing wildly, looking like a crazy old man who had escaped from a mental hospital, who else could he be besides Lao Wan?
At this moment, Lao Wan completely felt the charm of rock and roll, the artistic blood in his body was completely awakened, immersed in the passionate picture interwoven by heavy metal music and couldn't extricate himself, he didn't know anything about the outside world, and concentrated on singing to achieve the sublimation of his soul.
"A seventy or eighty-year-old grandfather is more fashionable than a young man, and he is really getting younger and younger!"
"It's really embarrassing, this old man is full of vitality, if I want to shake my head like him, I will be dizzy!"
"Alas, my dad is also in his seventies, and he only teases some old ladies all day long, can't compare, can't compare......"
The atmosphere was extremely lively, more and more people were infected by Lao Wan, and they also jumped up, and the cheers of joy spread throughout the street.
At this time, Ling Yu and the others also arrived, looked at the lively crowd in front of them, and slowly walked over.
Yu Hui and Su Wanwan have already seen Lao Wan's appearance, and they are not surprised.
Ling Yu's eyes fell on Lao Wan, who shook his head wildly, and couldn't help but be stunned, "This ......"
Let's start with a wave of daily life, let me conceive of the plot behind a wave, and then the pace will be accelerated, can you accept it?
(End of chapter)