Classmate Mo Yangyang even opened her mouth and smiled at her mother: "Mom, sister, Piao Piao! Sister eats candy!"
Zhao Ziyin looked at this silly son who was wearing crotchless pants, smiling stupidly, and desperately taking out the candy from his pocket, and stroked his forehead.
It's over. This son has inherited his father's lust and his father's foodie, but from whom did he inherit this attribute of low IQ?
With his brain capacity, which is not too small, couldn't he see that apart from changing his clothes, he didn't even change the small push chair where the little sweet potato was lying, so why couldn't he recognize that he was the real one? The younger brother who just appeared in front of him?
"When I talk about this, I remember that Xing'er was like this back then." By coincidence, Shen Lanxiao was calling someone to bring refreshments from the kitchen, and behind her, her father's army came.
"When he was young, he looked so much like a girl that when he was pushed out, others thought I had given birth to a daughter, which was extremely rare. Later, when I attended the wedding of Uncle Qin and Aunt Qiu, I couldn't find two pairs of flower girls. I just tricked him into wearing a skirt and pretending to be a girl for a while." She lowered her head and looked at the babbling little sweet potato sitting in the baby chair, "This kid looks like his father!"
As soon as he heard that his mother was telling the story of his childhood embarrassments, Uzawa Akatsuki couldn't stand it anymore: "Mom, what nonsense are you talking about!"
"What's wrong? It was." Here, Feng Linxue was still smiling, "I remember that when Yichuan from the Ling family saw Xing'er for the first time, he thought she was a beautiful little girl and almost fell into love with her. I want to come up and strike up a conversation!”
"Hahahaha——" The people next to him really laughed.
Fortunately, Ling Yichuan is not here now, otherwise he would probably be anxious after hearing this.
"I just heard that you were discussing the wedding. How to prepare for the wedding?" Shen Lanxiao came over and asked.
Seeing so many people asking about the wedding, Yu Zexiao and Jian Anning looked at each other and were embarrassed to prevaricate. Jian Anning picked up the little sweet potato and thought about it before saying: "Mom, Ze Xiao and I have thought about it. I’m going to have a Chinese wedding.”
A few people nearby came up and said, "Yes, yes, yes, Western-style weddings are too boring, and we don't believe in God. What kind of church should we go to to pretend to be? Are we very stylish?"
In particular, Western-style weddings can’t include wedding ceremonies. How boring is that?
Shen Lanxiao nodded: "Yes, it's still a lively Chinese wedding. But where are you planning to hold this wedding? Have you booked the banquet?"
"No, the wedding we are talking about is an antique wedding, with three matchmakers and six beauties, worshiping the parents of heaven and earth." Yu Zexiao hugged Jian Anning and said, "We are the descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasty of China. Now that China is prosperous, it is basically It’s no worse than overseas. We don’t need to belittle ourselves and join in the fun by hosting a Western-style wedding.”
Jian Anning also nodded. She has lived in Canada since she was a child, and over the years, she has seen scenes like this.
The Huaxia Kingdom is now so powerful that it does not need to rely on any foreign country to be able to stand upright.
When she was overseas, no matter how developed North America was, when she was young, she would still be laughed at and said her motherland was not strong enough.
But now, who dares to look down upon the people of Huaxia? Who in the world doesn’t know that Huaxia lives and works in peace and contentment and its people are prosperous?
Uzawa Akatsuki and her, as members of the Chinese nation and artists, they have an even greater obligation to use their actual actions to promote their country!