All four children immediately made a "We're very good." We are eating seriously". Once again, he devoted himself to the "magnificent" cause of eating and drinking.

This hot pot dragged on. Eat and talk. I have been eating it for almost four hours. The results of the battle are still very impressive. Only a little soup base remains.

The three foodies stared. Hiccup. Touching the bulging belly, I expressed quite regret and attachment to it. Pity. One's eyes are bigger than one's stomach..

Chef An Ranan said to these three foodies who want to be trash cans. Don't worry about these leftover soup bases. In the future, you can use it to serve some thin noodle soup. Just add a little bit of vegetables. It must taste good.

Clean up the battlefield. The glorious work of dealing with the aftermath is still in the hands of three guys who are about to eat and can't move an inch.

An Ran brewed a pot of fruit tea that helps digestion and dryness. And then. She finally remembered the film she had bought. Excitedly find out and install it. I haven't used this old camera for many years. I'm a little less proficient in a lot of functions.

Even An Guoqing and Li Caifeng were used to it. Now it's time to get started and recall. to remember the specific steps.

In order to operate proficiently. An Ran decided to take three guys who were working to practice their hands first. Sneaking up to the kitchen door and facing the apron. Jiang Jieyun, who was guilty of cleanliness in the bowls in the basin, chose a good angle. Adjust the light. Let's start with one.

Well. The future owner of this castle who washes dishes is no1. Who has seen it.

Oh. It's worth the silver~

Next is the Iron Rooster classmate who bows his head and sweeps the floor. Take a look. What a hard-working and hard-working business elite. A master negotiator. More than ten years later, the person with a face looks like a dog. Suits. Who would have thought. Boyhood was so innocent and pink. It's hard work.

Too precious a bird.

And also. And also. Move tables and folding stools. The future IT elite of the wiping table. Delicious food. Such a blessing was when I was a teenager. It's cute.

It's simply valuable as a historical material.

An Ran felt that his fingers were almost not fingers. It's like a wand or a staff in the hands of a god or a magician. This one pressed down. It's all silver.

Though. There's no way she'll actually sell them for money in the future. But that doesn't stop her from having a good fantasy at this moment. It's addictive. Convert to future value. It's also a pleasant entertainment~

It's a pity. Why didn't you remember when you were cooking hot pot just now? Patronized and ate.

If you take a good picture of these three foodies at that time, they will take a good picture of their "murderous" eating. What a rare souvenir.

I took a few photos to practice my hands. Enron began to turn to his parents.

She originally imagined that the photo shoot should be formal. Everyone gets together. Get in a pose. Shout one, two, three. Eggplant.

But. I took these pictures. She found. Compared to those serious poses. These**. It feels better to snap it.

Taking pictures is all about making memories. This natural state is the most real. The most precious picture.

Of course. That kind of pose is also to be photographed. Just rejoice in your heart. The smile on the face is also a real and beautiful memory.

An Guoqing and Li Caifeng are sitting side by side on the sofa. One person holds a cup of tea in his hand. Half on his side. Talking in a low voice.

The lighting in the living room is soft and yellow. Tenderness sprinkled on the two of them. Cast a light shade of gold over their figures. The expressions of the two of them were the same as this light. Tranquil and soft. One whispered. A smile listened. There is a faint taste of happiness at the corners of the eyebrows and eyes. The tacit understanding and affection between each other's eye exchanges. It's all only after years of washing. A state that can only be achieved after the tempering of life.

An Ran was a little fascinated behind the camera. This is the love in her heart.

That kind of love at first sight. Heaven and earth are thundering and fire. Mountain League, Sea Alliance. Fiery love is certainly exciting. It makes people want to live and die. Indulge in it and can't extricate yourself.

But for Enron. That kind of love seems to only happen in it. On paper. It's desirable to look at. It makes people cry. It's enviable.

But it's really thrilling to think of it. Earth-shattering love is really your turn. Enron is timid and honest. The guy who didn't have a breath felt his liver tremble.

Let's not talk about whether her face and her character are worth it, and the rich and handsome people in the city are so handsome that they are scumbags are born and die for her. Up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire. It's her psychological capacity. Just her little body. Just her two brushes. I'm afraid that I won't wait for anyone, and the rich and handsome people are injured and vomiting blood, riding white horses. With a blood-stained demeanor, come to rescue her from fire and water. Her heart stopped beating when she was afraid. Heroic righteousness. Rolled his eyes. Go directly to God and the Buddha.

In her eyes as a worthless guy. That kind of love. It may really be a good fate to put it in. But if you put it on your own body. Then it became a catastrophe.

Take into account your own reality. An Ran felt in his heart. The love she yearns for more is like her parents. Light. Affection, love, love. Daily necessities of life. Thin water flows.

Every day. Get along every year. Bosom friend. I want to love. Concomitant. Stay together. Hand in hand. Whether it's sunshine everywhere. Or a raging storm. Or trivial fireworks in the world. It's a trivial matter. Don't be surprised. Never give up. Supporting each other. Trust each other. Mutual tolerance. Be considerate of each other.

There are also small noises. There are also stumbling blocks. It's just an ordinary couple. Quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. I don't hold grudges when I say it. It's better in the blink of an eye. Honor the elderly. Raising children. Commuting to and from work. Laundry and cooking. The days go by like water.

Maybe they didn't say "I love you" generously. There are no flowers. There is no oath of mountains and seas. There was no birth or death.

But the hand that shook each other never let go. until gray hair was added to the sideburns. Wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. You can also hold a cup of hot tea in your hand. Let's talk about it. Warm smile. Affection in the eyes. Tenderness in the heart. It will not be because of the passage of time. The polishing of life fades away in the slightest. It's like it's fermented. The older the wine, the more mellow it becomes. It exudes a fragrance that has changed over time.

That's what she yearns for. Real love. And that kind of banging. Or leave it to have courage. Wise. And beautiful. And strong people go to practice.

This kind of thinking didn't come to her after she was born again. She had been yearning for it until she was reborn. Pity. Heaven never gave her that opportunity. Instead, she won the jackpot of rebirth.

I don't know the life she was born again. Is there any hope that you can get such feelings?

Thinking about it. Enron fell into his own contemplation. Forget the camera in your hand and the finger on the shutter. Until a brisk "click" behind her interrupted her thoughts. It pulled her back from her thoughts to reality.

But it's Jiang Jieyun. The apron has been removed. I don't know about the cold. It's still a snow-white thin shirt. The sleeves are neatly half pulled up at the elbows. Slender and clean fingers. It was the new camera I bought in the mall this morning. At this time. He was staring at the small movements of the two of them, unaware. An Guoqing and Li Caifeng, who were still smiling and talking softly, pressed the shutter at different angles.

His demeanor was quite serious. Input. In order to make it easier to stare at the camera in your hand. He raked all the hair hanging from his forehead to the back of his head with his hands. A full forehead is exposed. Half-squinted. The eyes are clear and focused. The corners of the thin mouth tensed slightly. Bring out a bit of sharpness. Let Enron think of some kind of carnivore waiting to be hunted again. There is ample and unlimited patience. Quick and agile response. The action is elegant. One hit is a sure hit. Sharp.

It doesn't matter how the final photo looks. Just looking at his posture and posture, he looks like a professional. With handsome eyebrows. It's also worth painting.

Unconsciously. The camera in her hand has followed her gaze. transferred from his parents to Jiang Jieyun beside him. My heart moved. "Click". The light flashed. Freeze frame.

Almost at the same time. The shutter in Jiang Jieyun's hand also sounded softly. The flash is on. One more photo was done.

is different from An Guoqing and Li Caifeng, who are sitting on the sofa and talking about the rise. Enron was standing beside him. Although both of them pressed the shutter at about the same time. Jiang Jieyun still noticed her movements from the afterglow. Turning his head and raising his eyebrows. looked at Enron with an inquiring gaze.

An Ran smiled and waved the camera in his hand at him. Half-squinted flirtatiously. The tone is the infinite romance of the beautiful little girl in the film and television drama. "Hi. The beautiful boy who is in the water~"

The face of the beautiful boy who was teased and rubbed with oil did not change. Placid. The corners of the lips are slightly hooked. A mouth is unceremonious. Directly take back the advantage that will be taken. "Beautiful boys are not taken for nothing. Otherwise, you are usurping my image rights. ”

"The middle-aged Uncle Mei and Aunt Mei were not taken in vain. Otherwise, you are usurping my parents' image rights. Enron's response was not slow. He added a few words to his words and returned them as they were.

Jiang Jieyun hugged his chest with one hand. I just wanted to turn my lips and sneer at the past. was hit on the back by Zhao Zhenxu's "Mount Tai overwhelmed" like a flying pounce. Almost didn't get the flesh. Just had eaten and drunk to their heart's content. He made a lot of meat. The little fat man, who had risen several pounds in weight, was pressed down. A shake of the hand. The newly bought camera almost didn't get out of his hands.

"Hehe, hey, got you. Top dog. Sister Ann. What are you doing on the sly? The little fat man rolled his eyes. Only then did I see the cameras in the hands of An Ran and Jiang Jieyun. "Eh. Take pictures too. Ah. A good thing. I'm going to do it too. Boss Boss. Hurry up and help me take a heroic photo of the iron rooster. ”

"Beat the Iron Rooster...... Hmm~" Jiang Chengzhuo's nose hummed with a trembling sound of hatred. Dangling from the kitchen to Zhao Zhenxu's back step by step. Wrap your arms around the neck of the little fat man. forcibly hooked him away from Jiang Jieyun's back. Finally, the future rich man who wanted to bargain with Enron just now would not be pressed and rolled his eyes. Take a breath.