Su Bingming nodded with a smile: "Okay, okay, the family is just confused." ”

Zhang Liping also smiled happily and nodded in agreement.

At noon, Su Qingli personally cooked and made a hearty lunch for Zhang Liping and Su Qingli. After eating, a few people chatted for a while, and Su Bingming and Zhang Liping planned to leave.

Su Bingming still has work to do, although it is now the Spring Festival, the Su family is in the medicinal materials business, this industry is very special, and Su Bingming is also a middle-level manager, so he has to go to the company to work.

Zhang Liping didn't have anything to do, she planned to go shopping.

Su Qingli then said, "Mom, I'll go shopping with you, right?" ”

"Okay!"

Zhang Liping said in surprise, then nodded vigorously, grabbed Su Qingli's hand and prepared to go out with her.

Jiang Lingling happened to come down to get water to drink with a cup, and when she saw that Su Qingli was about to go out with Zhang Liping, she immediately ran over and asked, "Mom, are you going out?" ”

"Well, I'm going shopping with your grandmother."

Su Qingli said with a smile.

Zhang Liping even said: "Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and there is a social fire performance on the street, which should start soon." ”

Every year during the Chinese New Year in Maple Leaf City, there will be a street office to organize a fire performance to increase the flavor of the New Year. As long as people don't have anything important, they will go to the social fire performance, which is also a more distinctive custom and tradition in Maple Leaf City.

Jiang Lingling asked suspiciously, "What is Shehuo?" ”

"It's just a lot of people wearing strange clothes and performing on the streets." Su Qingli explained.

"That'...... Then I'm going too. ”

Jiang Lingling hugged Su Qingli's leg and said innocently.

There was no way, Su Qingli had no choice but to nod and agree, and said to Jiang Hao: "Then I'm going shopping with my mother and Lingling...... Do you want to come? ”

"No, I'd better rest at home." Jiang Hao said with a wry smile.

Although he forgave Zhang Liping and Su Bingming, Jiang Hao still had a little bit of a mustard in his heart, and it was impossible to say that he became close to Su Bingming and Zhang Liping all of a sudden. So he doesn't want to go shopping, so he should watch TV at home or something.

"Alright then, do you want to eat anything, I'll bring it to you when I get back." Su Qingli asked again.

"Hmm

…… Then bring me some chow mein. Jiang Hao thought for a while and said.

"Okay."

Su Qingli nodded, then took Jiang Lingling's hand and walked outside with Zhang Liping.

"Goodbye Dad!"

Jiang Lingling turned around and shouted to Jiang Hao.

"Well, goodbye." Jiang Hao smiled and waved his hand.

By the time Su Qingli and Jiang Lingling, as well as Su Bingming and Zhang Liping all left, only Jiang Hao was left in the hall.

Yavin

Jiang Hao turned around and went upstairs and came to the room on the third floor, he knocked on the door before pushing the door in, and then saw Wu Lianyun sitting cross-legged on the bed and meditating.

During the Spring Festival, Su Qing couldn't leave work, and Wu Lianyun didn't have anything to do, so he practiced all day long.

"Aren't you bored?" Jiang Hao asked.

Wu Lianyun opened his eyes, glanced at Jiang Hao, then closed his eyes again, and said, "Bored? I didn't expect you to ask such a question. As a warrior, you should be accompanied by loneliness. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Hao's head was full of black lines.

Why does Wu Lianyun look so much like a second-year teenager with a second-year illness?

With a wry smile, Jiang Hao said: "For the Chinese New Year, don't always stay at home, if you want to go out to play, then it's absolutely fine, I can reimburse you." ”

"No, I'm not interested."

Wu Lianyun shook his head very dryly.

"Okay then."

Jiang Hao could only nod, and then came out of Wu Lianyun's room.

On the central street where Maple Leaf City has always been bustling, the long social fire team is performing hard at the moment, the sound of gongs and drums is full of festive and lively flavor, and the people on both sides of the street are also enjoying the social fire performance in front of them.

Zhang Liping and Su Qingli both looked at each other with a smile, while Jiang Lingling was held in Su Qingli's arms.

Suddenly, a black-faced man in the fire team opened his mouth and spit out a ball of flames, which made Jiang Lingling's mouth open wide in surprise, and her eyes widened.

"Mom, this uncle can breathe fire!"

Jiang Lingling said very exaggeratedly, and kept pointing her fat finger at the flamethrower who was performing fire-breathing.

Su Qingli smiled dumbly and said, "He has gasoline in his mouth, spews out the gasoline and then lights it with a torch, just like breathing fire." ”

"Gasoline? Isn't it diesel? Zhang Liping asked suspiciously.

Su Qingli said with a smile: "It's definitely not diesel, diesel is difficult to ignite, and it must be atomized before it can be ignited directly." ”

"Gasoline is too dangerous, if he uses gasoline, he will definitely burn himself." Zhang Liping denied.

An aunt next to her said, "It's alcohol!" Why don't you even know this? ”

Su Qingli and Zhang Liping glanced at each other, and a knowing smile appeared on both of their faces.

At this moment, there was a sudden bang in the crowd, and then Jiang Lingling suddenly burst into tears, and covered her face with her hands.

Su Qingli was frightened, and hurriedly looked at Jiang Lingling, and then found that there was an extra white mark on the left half of her small face, and the skin around her quickly turned red.

"Who did it!"

Zhang Liping asked angrily.

Su Qingli helped Jiang Lingling wipe her tears while looking around, and soon found that in the crowd a few meters away, a little boy was holding a toy gun in his hand, and he was sticking out his tongue and making faces at them at this moment.

Su Qingli was so angry in his heart that he couldn't wait to run over and beat the little boy immediately.

Zhang Liping had already strode forward, grabbed the little boy's shoulder and scolded: "Whose child are you!" Where's your mom and dad! Call your mom and dad! ”

The little boy was stunned for a moment, and then he also cried, and then a fat woman about thirty years old rushed over angrily and pushed Zhang Liping away.

Zhang Liping took two steps back and sat on the ground with a pop.

"Mom!"

Su Qingli shouted anxiously.

"I'm fine......"

Zhang Liping waved her hand, then got up from the ground and asked angrily, "What's the matter with your child?" How can you hit someone with a toy gun? How did you educate him? ”

The fat woman protected the little boy behind her and yelled as if she were scolding the street: "Did my child beat someone? Did my child hit someone? Did you see that? Do you have proof? ”

"The toy gun in his hand is not evidence?"

Zhang Liping said very dissatisfied, and pointed at the toy gun in the little boy's hand.

Su Qingli also walked over, and although Jiang Lingling stopped crying at this moment, there were still tears in her big eyes.