The light in the box was bright, and the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa shook the camera in his hand and smiled meaningfully, "When the finished film comes out, I will show it to you first. I specially found the angle to ensure your satisfaction."
Yan Qin lowered his eyes and said lightly, "I believe your skills are worth the price."
He sat on the sofa, picked up the open bottle of wine on the table, poured himself a glass, and drank in silence.
The light above his head shines on his handsome face, which lacks a smile and has sharp features, making him feel unapproachable.
The middle-aged man did not dare to say any more, whispered something in a low voice and left in a hurry.
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"Is the crocodile spirit so bad?"
"What is collusion?"
"Why do the bad fairies have so many shrimps, soldiers, and crabs to help them? Calabash wants to save grandpa, but no one helps?"
"Is it because there are more bad people than good people? Why are good people so pitiful?"
It's seven o'clock in the small fenced courtyard. Night has fallen and the lights are warm and yellow.
The sound of the baby's milky milk filled the small courtyard, creating a lively and lively atmosphere.
The thin man was lying on the bamboo chair, leisurely and comfortable, slowly answering the child's childish questions one after another.
"The crocodile spirit is so ugly that it is bad because ugly people tend to cause mischief."
"When two bad people do bad things together, they are called wolves collaborating. Why? Because one of their names is Wolf and the other is Lang. Your name is very good, it is called Qiqi."
"It's not that the Calabash Baby has no one to help. It's because the mother of the Calabash Vine gave birth to too few. One vine can only grow seven gourds. When Grandpa is rescued and asked to plant a hundred vines, there will be 700 Calabash Baby. The monster is sure
If you are not your opponent, no one can kidnap grandpa anymore."
"There is a saying that it is better to be good than to be good. Good people are good and bad people are stupid. Therefore, you should be good and good."
The little Danman was so angry that he rushed in front of the man and punched and kicked him on his handsome face.
WTF?
How to teach his cub like this?
Are they fucking human or not?
Does this mean that his little cub will have no place to hang out when he grows up?
Was it sent by the enemy to mislead others?
"Dandan, why are you beating Uncle Fu?" Qiqi listened carefully to the instructions while keeping glancing in the direction of Little Danman.
"Zai'er, listen to brother, the guy named Fu is not a good guy, don't listen to what he says. I'll tell you the edited version of Calabash Baby again later!"
"But Uncle Fu's stories are very nice."
The corners of Little Eggman's mouth twitched.
It sounds really nice.
Before today, he didn't know that a father could deceive his child like this.
The day the truth is revealed, it will probably be very interesting.
Fu Yanchi closed her eyes, somewhat enjoying this time.
A dilapidated fenced courtyard in the countryside.
The night is quiet and the moonlight is gentle.
I took a bamboo chair and lay in the yard, draped in moonlight, blowing the evening breeze, listening to the chirping of autumn insects, smelling the fragrance of loquat leaves, and accompanied by a cute and cute little baby next to me...
Fu Yanchi felt happy and reluctant to miss Shu.
The breeze is bright and the moon is bright, and the night is beautiful together.
After seven o'clock, the small courtyard gradually became lively.
Villagers began to appear one after another. They brought their own small horses and walked to the main room in a familiar manner after entering.
Most of the families in the village have already had dinner and taken a shower by this time. The next essential thing is to go to Zhang's house to watch TV, where everyone can gather together and chat.
Qiqi's friends also began to appear one after another, crowded next to the bamboo chair, and chatted around Qiqi.
Not afraid of life at all.
It's like the stranger lying on the bamboo chair is a dummy.
"Qiqi, is there another guest at your house?"
"Is the car in the alley his? It has four wheels, it's beautiful and elegant! I will buy a car like this in the future!"
"I secretly brought out my dad's playing cards. Can we play together later?"
7711 responses.
"This is Uncle Fu. He is not in good health. Let's speak softly and don't disturb him. Uncle Fu seems to be asleep."
After saying that, Qi Qi stood up, leaned close to the man with his eyes closed, looked at him for a moment under the moonlight, and made sure that the man was really asleep. He immediately relaxed his movements, waved his little hand and led his friends away.
"My mother bought me a small box of popsicles and kept them in the refrigerator. I will give them to you to eat."
When the little kids heard the popsicle, their eyes immediately lit up and they rushed to the main room.
The courtyard suddenly became deserted, which was in sharp contrast to the bustle in the main hall, but it did not make people in the deserted place feel lonely.
Noisy and quiet go hand in hand.
The refrigerator in the main room is now Zhang Xifeng's favorite appliance.
Meats and vegetables are frozen inside so they won't go rancid easily and can be stored for many days.
On the bottom floor of the refrigerator, half of the space is Qiqi's snack store.
Surrounded by her friends, Qiqi opened the refrigerator door below, and the popsicles neatly stacked on the shelf immediately came into view.
The colorful wrapping paper is translucent and contains popsicles of various flavors.
Goudan was crowded at the front, and when he saw so many popsicles, he reached out and wanted to hug Qiqi hard.
My hand was stretched out, but I don't know what happened. Before anyone could hold it, my hand felt as if it had been electrocuted, and it suddenly went numb.
Goudan, "Qiqi, is your refrigerator leaking electricity?"
Qiqi, "..." The baby, who watched the Little Eggman discharge with his own eyes, opened his eyes wide and did not dare to say anything.
"Eat, eat popsicles! There are orange flavors and mung bean ones!"
The leakage of electricity was immediately uncovered.
The kids each had one in their hands, and Qiqi's snack store was half gone in one go.
"Qiqi, your family is so nice. You can put the popsicles in the refrigerator and eat them whenever you want." The children bit the popsicles and were so greedy for Qiqi's refrigerator.
In the summer, there will also be popsicle sellers riding bicycles and carrying coolers to the village to sell popsicles.
But in the past, every family was poor, and they were reluctant to buy popsicles worth only 5 cents and 10 cents.
Occasionally, I can dig out five cents from the hands of adults to buy the cheapest orange popsicle, and share it with my friends one bite at a time.
Even this was enough to keep them happy for a long time.
Qiqi sat among her friends, listening to them talk about eating popsicles in the past, her eyes widened with smiles, and she nodded heavily in agreement from time to time.
In previous summers, she had no popsicles to eat, and she knew the craving very well.
"From now on, when you come to my place, if there are popsicles, I will share them with you." Qiqi thought for a while and said, "If there are no more popsicles, then there will be none."
Once you divide it, it will be gone, so you can’t keep asking your mother to buy it.
Mom has a hard time making money.
The children were sharing snacks in front of the refrigerator, and the adults were sitting around in front of the TV chatting about the hardships on TV. In the yard, Fu Yanchi opened her eyes and turned to look inside.
This kind of excitement doesn't happen often. You can stay overnight today.
Yueyue happens to be away, so it's better to sleep on her bed.
He chuckled softly, and the phone rang at his waist.
At the same time, the phone in the hall also rang.