Chapter 922: The End Chapter: Happy World Follow-up 02
"Flying a kite? What is that?" Qinglian wondered. They had been talking for so long, but he didn't understand a word. The only thing he understood was the name Fu Hongchen, which was a threatening name.
"What a country bumpkin." Mo Ningxun said with disdain. He wondered if Qinglian's decades of life were in vain.
Yi Shuihan blinked. She had no objection. They had reached a consensus, but she was certain that they were definitely not talking about this matter just now.
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The next day, the sky was clear and clear, and it was a good day for an outing.[
This suburb is the same as it was two years ago, with green mountains and green waters, beautiful scenery, long grass and flying orioles, silk ribbons brushing the embankments, and orchids and grasses.
The wind hadn't started yet, and the morning sun was very soft, so everyone lay down on the grass to bathe in the morning light.
"Shuihan, eat plums." Qinglian stuffed the bitten plums into her mouth before Shuihan could agree.
"Wow, it's so sour. Don't give it to me after you've eaten it!" Yi Shuihan vomited it up immediately. Qinglian became more and more disobedient. Every time she ate food she didn't like, she stuffed it into her mouth, treating her as
It's a trash can.
"Shuihan, how can you waste food?" Qinglian still blamed with dissatisfaction.
"If you think it's a waste, don't give it to me." Yi Shuihan gritted his teeth and glared at him.
"The water is cold, drink some water." Rong Zhi frowned when he saw that she was so sore and quickly handed her the water bag.
"Shui Han, eat a peach." Ling Yiran handed the peach over.
Yi Shuihan stroked her forehead, then took a water bag in one hand and a peach in the other. Fortunately, there were only two, otherwise she wouldn't have so many hands.
"Shui Han, eat some candy, it's very sweet." Wu Shang saw that she didn't have any hands to hold it, so he peeled off the candy wrapper and quickly fed the candy into her mouth.
"Okay! The wind has picked up! Aren't you here to fly a kite?!" Yi Shuihan finally got angry. This happened almost every day, and her good temper was almost worn away.
Ling Yiran gave Wu Shang an angry look. It's all your fault. You knew Shui Han didn't like sweets and gave her candy.
Wu Shang glared at Qing Lian, "It's all your fault. The plums are so sour and you gave them to Shui Han."
Qinglian felt no pain or itching, and said to Shui Han with an innocent face: "Shui Han, teach me how to play this kite."
All the beautiful men glared at Qinglian and pretended to be pitiful. Now Qinglian has become a spirit.
After a while, seven kites flew in the clear sky. After Yi Shuihan taught Qinglian, he went to sit by the tree.
Seven beautiful men are flying kites. This scene is really pleasing to the eye.
There are twelve hours in a day, and she is under their eyes almost every hour. She can't even find something to do. She is accompanied even if she takes a step out. Is she being too indulgent to them?
Less than two quarters of an hour later, the smell of gunpowder smoke came again, and seven kites were fighting. It was so exciting.[
Yi Shuihan stroked his forehead. The excitement of such a day was wonderful, but it was a pity that it affected her. She had to find a balance. It was difficult to extinguish the fire in the backyard.
"Shui Han, they deliberately knocked down my kite." Qing Lian angrily came to her to complain. Because his skill in flying a kite was still weak, he was defeated first.
"Then there's nothing I can do about it, why don't you beat them up." Yi Shuihan muttered in a low voice. She was not a judge, so she couldn't explain why such a petty quarrel was justified.
Qinglian had evil thoughts in her heart, and when she was about to cut the string of their kite, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves, and she judged that there were about six or seven horses.