Because of the fan thing.

Song Shinian and Xu Manya wilted at home for two days, and it was not until the whole family mobilized to travel that it was better.

In fact, only Song Shinian is a little better, she has thought since she was a child, and when she grows up, she will go to the most economically prosperous Beijing to see the world.

However, the same path is the same.

As for Xu Manya, it was more torturous.

She had been here for two years before and was familiar with everything here.

There is no freshness and expectation for Beijing for a long time, and it can be said that this is almost a place where she is tired of staying still.

She didn't want to go.

But Song's father and Song's mother welcomed her very warmly, and Song Shinian also asked her to join her, of course, these are secondary.

The main thing is that Mr. Yan Yu only narrowed his eyes and let her go categorically.

Although there is nothing else to say, Xu Manya is easy to exert divergent thinking, and feels that this is Mr. Yan's test and observation of her, and it is worth going happily.

Xu Manya never knew why Mr. Yan also let her go.

Until no matter which attraction he arrived, when Song Anfan opened his mouth and shouted to take pictures, the family of five in front of him automatically stood together, put on a smiling face, and looked at her with a smile.

Xu Manya finally understood that she was going to be a photographer.

It is really sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who hear it.

As for Yan Yu, looking at Shi Nian's eyes that directly ignored him before leaving, he had already expected the cold palace life in the next few days.

But he stood in the position of the time and could understand her.

Yan Yu felt both ironic and helpless.

He feels sorry for his old age, and often thinks about problems from the standpoint of his old age;

But when will I be able to think of myself?

No, she probably knows a little bit about it.

Otherwise, it's so good, and it suddenly came out yesterday.

Either a certain fragment flashed in his mind, or he dreamed of something, so he would be cold to himself.

Ahem, he also admitted that when he was close to himself, he was wary of her.

Not very trusting yet.

You can't blame the years.

They went to climb the mountain in the morning, went to the lake in the afternoon, and in the evening, Song Anfan wanted to go to the night market again.

But Song's father and Song's mother were so tired that they couldn't walk.

Of course, so did Song Shinian.

She took this as Song Anfan's hand, and persuaded with a lingering breath: "Fanfan, next time, come out to play next time." We will all live in Beijing in the future, and I'm afraid you'll get tired of playing in the future. ”

Song Anfan retracted his longing gaze, "Okay." ”

Song Shinian shouted that he was saved.

On the way back, Song Anfan took the lead on the road, and saw something of interest at a roadside stall passing by, and hurriedly pulled the whole family to stop, shouting that he wanted it.

Song Shinian looked at the past, isn't it the kind of roadside stall that buys jade ornaments?

She glanced at it, then withdrew her gaze, and said to Song Anfan: "Fanfan, come back quickly, we won't buy this." ”

She never bought this.

I never believed that the jade devices of these roadside stalls were real.

Those stall owners, presumably looking at the large flow of people here, and all of them are from other places to travel, it is an idea to catch outsiders and kill one.

The stall owner saw that the child was interested, pointed to the small egg-sized stone that Song Anfan was injured, and tried his best to solicit business: "This little handsome guy has a good eye, the shape of this stone is natural, and it is the best baby in my stall." ”

Song Shinian listened to it and wanted to laugh even more.

What vision can Song Anfan have as a little kid.

Besides, isn't it just a broken rock the size of an egg? The pattern color is drawn with inferior dyes to make the small stone come to life, and it becomes art all of a sudden?

And the best baby?

Song Shinian walked over and stretched out his hand to pull Song Anfan, wanting to pull the person away, but Song Anfan stood there motionless, his eyes were still looking at Song Shinian, and asked her pitifully: "Mom, I want to buy this." ”

Song Shinian suddenly felt a headache.

It's not all a good thing to admit that Dad is not a good thing.

When there was no Yan Yu before, Song Anfan was so well-behaved and precocious and sensible, although the precocious nature made her feel a little distressed, but it never made her embarrassed.

But now, looking at Song Anfan again, he is about to become a little scoundrel.

She just wanted to know, if she didn't buy him this broken stone today, would Song Anfan be here and roll?

Song Shinian endured his temper, looked at the stall owner with a good face, and asked, "How much is this broken stone?" ”

That look was really endured.

And the stall owner also saw that although the children liked it, but the family paid for it didn't like it, and the old man who wanted to slaughter it turned around and said: "This stone is really the best one I have here, but I saw that this little handsome guy took a fancy to it at a glance, indicating that it is related to it, so let's take 200 yuan." ”

What he said was very affectionate and righteous, but when Song Shinian heard it, his face fell.

She didn't say much nonsense, so she directly pulled Song Anfan and left.

Song Anfan was stunned by the pull, and was pulled two steps away without reacting.

The little vendor was also surprised, and hurriedly looked at Song Shinian and persuaded: "Big sister, why are you leaving?" If you want to, sit down and talk. ”

"I said this uncle, do you look at me like a wronged man?" Song Shinian pointed to the very ordinary broken stone, and said angrily: "Don't say that this stone costs 200 yuan, I don't want to buy it even if you are 20 yuan, don't give it to me for nothing, I don't want to take up space." ”

"Hey, you ......," the stall owner was so angry that his eyelids jumped.

"Mom, I'm ......" Song Anfan wanted to speak.

However, before he could finish speaking, he was resolutely interrupted by Song Shinian, "Song Anfan, I see that you have itchy skin for a few days after coming to Beijing, right?" After she finished speaking, she immediately turned her head to look at Yan Yu, and when she saw that he was still standing there thoughtfully without saying a word, she couldn't help but get angry, and pointed at Yan Yu and asked, "Look at you, what is everything you are used to?" Mom and Dad are reluctant to beat him, let me tell you, you can't follow Mom and Dad to get used to him, get used to him doing whatever he wants. ”

Yan Yu was stunned by the little name of this cup at that time, and suddenly smiled.

At this time, Song's father and Song's mother stood aside, although they didn't agree with what their daughter said, but they didn't agree with 200 yuan to buy a broken stone.

This time, Fan Fan was really a little willful.

So they stood aside, silent, and let their daughters teach their grandson a lesson.

And Yan Yu was named, naturally he could no longer be as indifferent as before, he coughed lightly, walked over slowly, raised his eyes and looked at Song Anfan, who was still angry and angry, and felt aggrieved and embarrassed, and his head twitched.

Now he finally understands the meaning of the Qing official's difficulty in judging family affairs.

When Song Anfan saw Yan Yu coming, he hurriedly grabbed his hand and explained aggrievedly: "Dad, I'm not playful, I really saw this stone glowing." ”

It's just that Song Shinian didn't wait for Yan Yu to speak, so he pointed to the picture on the stone even more angrily and hummed: "Yes, the painting on it is Sun Wukong making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, of course you think it's a baby." ”