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What do you mean, it turned out that there was a miniature car suspended directly above his head about seven or eight meters high. The car was about one meter wide and about one and a half meters long. The car was bright white and had a pole on the roof.
Hanging from a steel rope the size of a little finger.
However, look at it, the steel rope hanging the mini car is just there for the purpose and does not exert any load-bearing effect on the car.
A hole was opened on the top of the mini car, and a head like a bird's nest protruded from the hole. The hair on this head was covered with dirt, some black and some white. It is estimated that there was too much dirt, which caused his hair to become clumped.
They were lumps and clumps, and no individual strands could be seen.
In the middle of this bird's nest-like hair, there is naturally a human face, but this human face is too funny and scary: if women like to trim their eyebrows or even pluck them, it is a fashion and there is nothing wrong with it.
.But have you ever seen a man do his eyebrows? And he’s an old man.
That's okay. If you want to do eyebrows, just do them. Have you ever seen a man make his eyebrows look like the same thing? This old man is awesome. He actually shaped his eyebrows on both sides to look different.
The right eyebrow is shaped like a car, and the left eyebrow is shaped like a car key. Amazing, right?
Well, let’s not talk about his eyebrows, let’s take a look at his eyelashes first. Women like to use mascara to make their eyelashes longer. Many women have the habit of pulling their eyelashes. This is understandable. For
To be beautiful, you have to work hard, right? But have you ever seen someone perm their eyelashes? This old man’s eyelashes are curled and dyed yellow, just like a monster in a fairy tale world. Isn’t that amazing?
Let's look at his nose again. Some ethnic minorities or some fashion-conscious young men and women like their own noses, so they drill a hole in the nose like a farmer's cow, and then use a rope to direct the cow.
——Of course, those who drilled holes were used to wear jewelry, such as nose rings. But this weird old man made his nose look like a car, and the two nostrils looked like
Those two convex lights on the front of that classic car.
Moreover, his entire face is also painted with various colors, making it look like a car again!
This car face emerged from the mini car, with its pointed chin resting on the roof steel plate, and his eyes were blinking at this moment, and the curled eyelashes were constantly moving, which was really funny.
Just when Qin Xiang wanted to ask him, she saw the old man suddenly retracted his head into the hole in the roof of the car. The roof was closed, and then Qin Xiang saw the mini car scratching in the air.
In a small arc, it slid diagonally to the ground. As soon as the car stopped, the roof opened with a brush, and an old man with a short stature but a big head walked out of the car.
It was the old man he saw just now.
As soon as the old man walked out, Qin Xiang had the urge to laugh, because the proportion of the old man's head and body was too imbalanced. He was short in stature, but he had a long head that seemed to take up one-third of the whole body.
Come on, everyone, you have seen the big-headed son and the small-headed father. The proportion of the old man's head and body is almost the same as that of the big-headed son.
After the old man stepped out of the minicar, he ignored Qin Xiang. Instead, he blinked his eyelashes and stared at Feng Xiaoxiao and said with a smile, "Nanny, are you here?" After saying that, he walked towards Feng Xiaoxiao.
Feng Xiaoxiao covered his nose and cursed: "Old madman, you haven't taken a shower for how many days, you stink like crazy."
It turns out that this weird old man is Feng Xiaoxiao’s grandfather Feng Qing! But Qin Xiang can’t figure out how it is possible for someone with Feng Qing’s figure to have a granddaughter as beautiful as Feng Xiaoxiao? This genetic gene seems to be too difficult to combine, right?
Feng Qing raised his arms, stretched his nose to his armpits and smelled it, and said curiously: "No, it smells very good. Where is the smell?"
After saying that, he strode up to Qin Xiang, stretched out his hand and said to Qin Xiang: "Brother, please judge me, what's wrong with me?"
Before Qin Xiang made a decision whether he should step aside, Feng Xiaoxiao had already dragged him away from behind and shouted: "Xiao Xiangzi, if you dare to smell it, don't even think about getting close to me again in the future."
When Song Hanhan and Yang Zijing saw Feng Qing appearing, they did not dare to rush over to trouble Qin Xiang. They just stood by the side, still looking angry.
Feng Qing shrugged his shoulders innocently, then looked at Song Hanhan and said, "Girl Song, didn't I just take a shower yesterday?"
Song Hanhan chuckled and said: "Grandpa Feng, the yesterday you are talking about was yesterday a month ago today. That day, Sister Xiao Xiao came over and scolded you for a while, and then you ran to take a shower."
Feng Qing touched his head in astonishment and said with a smile: "It's been so long. Let me just say, this morning I had an itchy head and tried to scratch it. No matter how hard I scratched it, I couldn't scratch my scalp. This hair is really a mistake. If I had cut it earlier,
It would be nice to have a bald head."
Feng Xiaoxiao chuckled and said, "Okay, you go and cut it. It's best to cut it now. I have scissors in my bag. Do you want them, old madman?"
Feng Qing said with a bitter face: "Nanny, don't be like this. After all, I am also your grandfather. It's really troublesome to keep this hair."
Feng Xiaoxiao snorted and said: "Your hair belongs to grandma, I'm warning you old madman, if you don't wash your hair every day, I will never care about you again."
Feng Qing giggled and said nothing, his curly eyelashes twitching, then he looked at Qin Xiang and said with a smile: "Brother, you are very handsome!"
"Haha, it's okay. He's a little more handsome than Louis Koo." Qin Xiang said sheepishly. He was handsome, which he still had the courage to admit.
"vomit--"
Song Hanhan and Yang Zijing turned around behind them as if they were vomiting, but Feng Xiaoxiao pretended not to hear anything, lightly brushed his hair and turned his face to the side.
"He is handsome, so he must have a good heart!" Feng Qing said with a smile.
"It's not bad. I often help some old ladies cross the road." Qin Xiang saw that he, an old man in his sixties or seventies, was still praising himself. He felt that he was late for meeting him, and his attitude became more and more humble.
"What do you think of my daughter?" Feng Qing asked.
"Very good, very beautiful, very lively."
"Do you like her?"
"like."
"You don't want her to be unhappy, do you?"
"Yes, I hope she is happy."
"Actually, this is very simple. Can you do a small favor to make my daughter happy?"
Qin Xiang patted her chest and said, "Of course you can. Don't say it's a small favor, but I can also help you with a bigger favor. Just tell me, old man. I, Qin Xiang, will definitely do it for you."
Feng Qing smiled, and then Qin Xiang saw Feng Xiaoxiao giving Feng Qing a thumbs up in praise.