Chapter 922: The End Chapter: Happy World Follow-up 02
"Flying a kite? What is that?" Qing Lian said suspiciously. They said so long, but he didn't understand a single word. The only thing he understood was the name Fu Hongchen, a threatening name. Just look at the entertainment embarrassment pictures.
"What a rustic bun." Mo Ningxun said contemptuously. He doubted whether Qinglian had lived for decades in vain.
Yi Shuihan blinked, she had no objection, and they all reached a consensus, but she was sure that they were definitely not talking about this just now.
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The next day, the weather was refreshing and cloudless, and it was a good day for outings.[
This suburb is the same as two years ago, with green mountains and clear waters, beautiful scenery, long grass and flying birds, silk ribbons brushing the embankment, orchids and orchids.
Before the wind could rise, the morning sun was very soft, so everyone lay on the grass to bathe in the morning light.
"Shui Han, eat plums." Before Shui Han could agree, Qing Lian stuffed the bitten plums into her mouth.
"Wow, it's so sour. Don't give it to me after you have eaten it!" Yi Shuihan vomited out, and Qinglian became more and more disobedient. Every time she ate food she didn't like, she stuffed it into her mouth, as she
It's a trash can.
"Shui Han, how can you waste food?" Qing Lian blamed her with dissatisfaction.
"If you think you are wasting, don't give it to me." Yi Shuihan grinded his teeth and glared at him.
"Shuihan, drink water." Rong Zhi frowned when she saw that her brows were so sore, and quickly handed her the water bag.
"Shuihan, eat a peach." Ling Yiran handed over the peach.
Yi Shuihan caressed the forehead, then held a water bag in one hand and a peach in the other. Fortunately, there were only two, otherwise she wouldn't have that many hands.
"Shuihan, eat some candy, it's very sweet." Seeing that she didn't hold it, Wushang peeled the candy paper and quickly fed the candy into her mouth.
"Okay! The wind is blowing! Aren't you here to fly kites?!" Yi Shuihan finally got angry. This kind of thing almost once a day, and her good temper was almost worn out.
Ling Yiran even glared at Wushang. It was all your fault. I knew that Shui Han didn't like sweets to give her candy.
Wushang glared at Qinglian, it was all your fault. Plum is so sour and is given to Shui Han for food.
Qinglian was not painful and said to Shui Han with an innocent look on his face: "Shui Han, how to play this kite, teach me."
The handsome men glared at Qinglian and pretended to be pitiful again. Qinglian has now become a spirit.
After a while, seven kites were released in the clear sky. After Yi Shuihan taught Qinglian, he sat next to the head of the tree.
The seven handsome men are flying kites, and this scene is really pleasing to the eye.
There were twelve hours a day, and she was under their noses almost every hour. She couldn't find something to do. She was accompanied by her when she went out. Was she too indulging them?
In less than two quarters of an hour, the smell of gunpowder came again, and the seven kites were fighting, so wonderful.
Yi Shuihan caressed her forehead. The excitement of such a life is wonderful. Unfortunately, she has affected her. You have to find a balance point. The fire in the backyard is not easy to extinguish.
"Shui Han, they deliberately knocked off my kite." Qing Lian rushed to her angrily and complained that because his skill in controlling kites was still weak, he was defeated first.
"Then I can't do anything, why don't you beat them up?" Yi Shuihan murmured in a low voice. She is not a judge, and such a quarrel is reasonable and can't explain it clearly.
Qinglian had a lifetime of evil thoughts in her heart. When she was about to cut off the string of their kite, a rapid sound of horse hooves came. Hearing the sound, he judged that there were about six or seven horses.