Chang Mian was about to open the window, but Chang Shang quickly stopped her: "Don't turn on the cold wind to blow in, it will freeze little Cheche, just bear with it for a while."
Hey.
Every time she saw Chang Mian looking deflated, she would take special pleasure in his misfortune. But Chang Shang didn't care whether he was holding a paper to wipe poop or a diaper full of poop. Children were raised with a handful of poop and a handful of poop.
Yes.
Finally, the car slowly stopped, and the two large red-painted iron doors slowly opened.
There were eight patrolling security guards at the door, standing neatly on the roadside to welcome their owner home.
Chang Mian did not get out of the car. The luxury car passed through the iron gate and continued to drive inside. There were two sentries standing guard every five meters, looking particularly majestic.
Driving along the private road, Chang Chang's attention was finally attracted by the exquisite surroundings. What attracted her was the Rainbow Bridge halfway up the mountain.
She suddenly screamed "ah".
At this moment, she finally seemed to realize something. She looked sideways at Chang Mian with a look of disbelief and surprise. Thinking of the design draft that Chang Mian took her to a design institute a year ago, she opened her lips: "
Chang Mian!"
"Huh?" Chang Mian was still struggling with the things on his hands.
"You said we were going home, which home were we going to?"
"How many other homes do you have?" He frowned: "Do they stink so much?"
"A new home? The home where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant? The home with the rainbow bridge? The home that is like a garden? I..." She stared out the window in disbelief: "Am I dreaming?"
"Has it really become a reality? Is our new home the same one we saw in the design institute before?"
Chang Mian shrugged: "What do you think?"
The answer is self-evident.
This is a real garden, with a combined Chinese and Western design, small bridges and flowing water, birds singing and the fragrance of flowers, it is like a palace of art.
Finally, the car stopped at the entrance of the courtyard, right in front of the fountain pool.
Although it is the severe winter season, the garden is full of flowers.
Chang Chang couldn't wait to get out of the car with her son in her arms.
The first thing that catches the eye is the Italian-style garden, designed according to the ancient Roman palace. The garden is surrounded by a wall of evergreen trees cut into a spherical shape. There are two pools inside, a flower dock next to the star-shaped pool, and an Italian flower in the frog-shaped fountain.
Stone carvings, the entire garden is a symmetrical pattern structure.
Chang Shang stopped in front of the frog-shaped fountain and stared at the stone sculptures in the pool.
The stone carvings were clearly modeled after her and Chang Mian, and the shapes looked so familiar. Where had she seen them before? She couldn't remember for a moment...
Chang Mian got out of the car and handed the dirt on his hands to the servant who came over. He walked up to her, handed the little Cheche in her arms to Mother Li, and then gently hugged her waist from behind: "
Do you still remember? On my birthday the year before last, we danced on the cruise ship. This stone sculpture captured a moment of our dance and was designed by the sculptor. Do you like it?"
"It's so beautiful... How did you come up with the idea of making stone sculptures at the moment of arrest? It's so creative." Chang Chang couldn't believe her eyes. Is such a beautiful place really her home?
Looking around, it is more beautiful than the 3D model in my memory.
There is a small resting pavilion on the left side of the garden, and there is a towering tree next to it. Under it is an exquisite swing. Chang Chang couldn't wait to fly over, and jumped on the swing, holding the iron chain with both hands, smiling brightly.