Xiaodouzi because of the social function of animal sugar.
Not only did he resolve the conflicts with several children, but he was also fortunate enough to become a popular star in the courtyard.
More and more children are willing to take the initiative to exchange some little secrets with her.
You must know that there are always little secrets between people that are not shared with outsiders.
From then on, the relationship will get better and better under the catalytic effect of the little secret.
Zhang Ling came specifically to see Xiaodouzi.
In the past, whenever she came, Xiaodouzi would always stick to his side and let her play with her in various coquettish ways.
But tonight, Xiaodouzi was surrounded by other children in the courtyard, using animal candy as a starting point to exchange feelings with each other, and had no time to stick to Zhang Ling.
So it temporarily turned into a solo date between her and Li Xiang.
The two people felt that it was a bit hot and unbearable to stay in the activity room because of the topic of seeing the two old people.
So with a knowing smile, we decided to meet up and go out to enjoy the evening breeze.
Tonight's night sky is exceptionally clean and translucent, like a huge bluestone slab that has been washed by water.
The moon rises higher and higher, the Milky Way quietly recedes, and the sparse stars blink, like a highly talented figure skater, dancing freely on the ice to a cheerful song...
The two of them walked side by side on a stone path, and the fragrance of flowers from the flowerbeds on both sides filled their nostrils with the evening breeze.
The high-heeled shoes under her feet were accidentally knocked out, and she fell into his arms.
While he was helping her, she took the initiative to hold his arm, leaned her head naturally on his shoulder, looked at the night sky, and said with a smile of enjoyment:
"I often hear my father say that the night sky is the most beautiful when viewed this way. It turns out to be true. Look, the stars over there feel like fruits on the trees. I really want to pick one and taste the fruits of the stars.
how is the taste?"
Li Xiang also followed her gaze and continued in a serious tone:
"When you reach out to pick, you will feel the slight coolness of the night, which makes your hot hands feel very comfortable. When you put it to your mouth and smell it, you will know that the fruit is full of the rich fragrance of Sophora japonica. Take a sip and you will feel the strong sweet taste of sucrose.
It actually has a hint of sweet orange sourness in it.”
After listening to Li Xiang's description, Zhang Ling stood up and looked at him in surprise:
"Um?"
He also looked into her eyes extremely seriously and continued:
"I think the taste is like the feeling of first love. I like this feeling very much. And I really hope to taste the taste of star fruit every day."
This is Li Xiang's basic attitude towards her.
She restrained herself and swallowed the saliva secreted in her mouth and asked in disbelief:
"Hey, you shouldn't have really tasted the star fruit hanging on that tree."
Because just by listening to his description, she also felt like eating the star fruit.
It felt so real that she almost suspected that she was dreaming.
Li Xiang seemed to have already guessed her reaction.
He explained to her seriously:
"Yes, I have indeed eaten it. And I ate it with you just now. Do you think the taste of this fruit is good? I think it is great! It is the taste that I have been expecting."
Zhang Ling is Li Xiang's first love.
He described the feeling when getting along with Zhang Ling in this way, which is the taste of star fruit.
Li wanted to compare himself to the tree, and Zhang Ling was the star in the sky.
She borrowed her seat and said she saw the tree bearing fruit just as she was leaning on his shoulder.
He felt that what she said was a subconscious hint.
Implying that she is willing to have a result with him.
So he was not stupid and told her about his feelings when getting along with her.
He felt that such a romantic answer would definitely win her a lot of favor.
So he looked at her with tender and expectant eyes, waiting for the inevitable answer.
"This..." Zhang Ling basically understood what Li Xiang said, and she lowered her head slightly in embarrassment, "I always thought you were a dull person. I didn't expect that when you talk, you feel like you are mixing in a crowd of women.
Like a libertine here."
There was a strong sense of joy in these words.
But Li Xiang seemed to only hear the literal meaning of the words.
"Unjust!" He said with some excitement as if he was swearing to God, "Don't misunderstand me. I swear I am fundamentally different from those libertines you call me."
Although the answer was somewhat different from what was expected, it could be heard in her tone.
At this time, her heart was very happy.
In other words, she really liked his poetic expression just now.
She looked up into his eyes and said affirmatively:
"I know!"
Zhang Ling's heart felt as sweet as soaking in a honey jar at this moment.
It's like a heart that has been frozen for a long time is blown by a wind full of warm sunshine.
Warm air makes the honey in the honeypot thicker and more fragrant.
In other words, she vaguely felt that her relationship with Li Xiang was closer at the moment.
For example, before she leaned on his shoulder, she still had some grudges between men and women in her heart.
At this moment, that grudge disappeared instantly because of the current atmosphere.
She took the initiative to lean on his shoulders, feeling like a relative she had known for many years.
The act of relying becomes less burdensome.
Especially when I smell the stench of men's sweat emanating from his body.
It was as if she had received an injection of hormones that made every nerve become excited.
Originally, I came out to take advantage of the evening breeze to relieve the hot feeling on my body.
But now her body is even more hot and unbearable.
Coincidentally, I passed a streetlight.
With the dim light, he looked sideways and saw her blushing cheeks on his shoulder, and could hear her slightly rapid breathing more clearly in his ears.
He stretched out his hand to touch her forehead a little naively, and said with a bit of doubt and eagerness:
"It's not a fever! But why is your face so red?"
When she heard his words, she immediately stood up shyly, held her cheeks in her hands and turned away quickly, and said with a hint of anger in her hurried words:
"You idiot! Why are you asking me this?"
"I'm sorry, did I..."
She rubbed her cheeks that were getting even hotter and glanced at her watch in a hurry before Li could give a complete explanation.
"Forget it, you don't have to say anything. It's already getting late. I suddenly remembered that Yan Yuan is still waiting at home. See you tomorrow!"
He spoke very fast, clearly giving people a sense of escape.
It's an escape!
In the past, before Zhang Ling left, she would talk to the dean alone to say goodbye.
This time I left very hurriedly.
Li Xiang was left alone, staring blankly at Zhang Ling's retreating back, messy in the wind.
Dean, came over at this time.
She also looked at the back of Zhang Ling, who was no longer visible, and smiled at Li Xiang beside her and said:
"Why are you trying to make a stone to watch women? Don't look at it. Everyone has already gone away."
This tone seems a bit like that of a biological mother.
To be precise, when the director first met Li Xiang in the hospital, he had a unique feeling of mother and son towards him.
At the same time, I also feel that he and Zhang Ling are a good match.
He had the urge to pursue Zhang Ling to help him.
After all, she also likes the child Zhang Ling very much.
So when Li Xiang offered to ask the dean for help, he readily accepted it.
Li Xiang came back to his senses and looked at the dean with an embarrassed smile and said:
"Dean."
He was still immersed in the happiness of Zhang Ling leaning on his shoulders.
Trying to imprint this feeling completely in my mind.
I will look back on the happy feeling at this time when I have the opportunity in the future.
The dean looked at Li Xiang as if he were his own son and said with a sad face:
"Hey, what do you want me to say? What a good atmosphere, but it was ruined by your untimely words. It's hard to say when we will have such a good opportunity next time."
Li Xiang said dejectedly:
"Dean, I'm sorry for wasting your teaching on me. Alas, my practical ability as a student is too poor!"
right!
Li Xiang's previous operations were all planned by the dean in advance for him to pursue Zhang Ling.
Of course, this is not the result of Li Xiang using the real Li Xiangmo ability.
It was his sincerity in coming here again and again to accompany Xiaodouzi that completely captured the dean's kind and troubled heart.
That's why the dean was willing to help him pursue Zhang Ling.
In fact, this is also due to the dean’s selfish motives.
The dean hopes that after Li Xiang and Zhang Ling marry, they can truly take Xiaodouzi out and form a happy family of three.
Because she felt that Zhang Ling and Li Xiang were definitely the best parents for Xiaodouzi.
"It's okay, it's okay. Fortunately, she said see you tomorrow when she left. This means you still have a chance. Next, you have to behave well when making breakfast."
That’s right!
Li Xiang's initiative to come to Zhang Ling's house to make breakfast was also the dean's idea.
Li Xiang vowed:
"I absolutely promise to make breakfast every day according to the rhythm set by you, Dean."
The dean put a lot of effort into getting Li Xiang to pursue Zhang Ling.
The plan was to bring the relationship between Li Xiang and Zhang Ling to a higher level as much as possible before Zhang Ling's father came home.
But judging from the current relationship development between them, the dean feels that it is entirely possible to achieve the goal ahead of schedule.
Suddenly, Li Xiang's cell phone text message rang.
He took out his cell phone and saw a text message from Muzi.
The content simply tells that Shangguan Aoxue took the two old people away to drink tea.
He also said that Zhen Li wanted to ask him to go over and meet him tonight.
The dean looked at him with a solemn expression because of the urgent message.
I knew something more important was happening.
As soon as Li Xiang said the word "dean", she urged him considerately:
"Is there something important that needs to be dealt with? Then go quickly."
"Yeah! Dean, I'm sorry. I'll talk to you in detail when I have the chance. I'll leave tonight." Li Xiang nodded, and before leaving, he didn't forget to ask, "Oh, by the way. Remember to ask Xiaodouzi for me.
Let me tell you, I will come to see her when I have time. Goodbye!"
He probably really regarded Xiaodouzi as his own child.
No matter how urgent things are?
They will always be concerned about Xiaodouzi's psychological feelings.
Of course, there is another reason. Children like Xiaodouzi are always the most sensitive.
Especially the attitudes of the people around her who are important to her.
Often a casual expression of indifference can make Xiaodouzi's heart surge.
At any time, river embankments may break down and disasters such as tsunamis may occur.
He drove on the way to Zhen Li Xiang.
Because of the invitation incident, Shangguan Aoxue has not been working as a secretary in the company for many days.
Unexpectedly, this woman actually found the two old people.
What worries him most now is how much of the past the talkative Liu has revealed.
This is a teahouse in the form of a private club.
This is not a place where anyone with money has the right to enter.
Everyone who can come in and out here has all labeled themselves noble and elegant.
The reason is that people with membership rights have been powerful people for at least three generations.
Because of this, the so-called nouveau riche are completely unqualified to stand beside them in the eyes of these members.
There were many nouveau riche who pretended to be powerful people and insisted on joining teahouses.
As a result, many upstart men were forced to clean toilets on their knees for at least three days after being exposed, until the managers behind the scenes were satisfied;
The women were forced to dance hula, pole dancing, etc. to entertain the public for at least three days, until all the guests who came here for entertainment every day were satisfied.
The purpose is to warn the so-called nouveau riche that they are only qualified to do these things.
It was the first time for two old people to come to this kind of private high-end teahouse.
I was completely blown away by the luxurious service here.
As soon as you enter, you can hear a real band playing classical music, and dancers in elegant clothes dance to the music in various conspicuous positions.
After following Shangguan Aoxue for two minutes, I discovered the most shocking question.
It's said to be a teahouse, but it's big enough to be called a tea garden.
It is the kind of large villa area built in ancient times for emperors and their beloved concubines to enjoy and live in a pleasant place far away from the capital.
In a vast area, we have built strange mountains and rivers, warm palaces and cool pavilions, planted fragrant herbs, fine trees, fruits and vegetables, and raised hundreds of animals and rare birds.
If people who come here want to have fun, they can take them in a rickshaw, carry them in various sedans, or take a boat ride along the river.
There are dedicated people on the side serving delicious food, and there are singing and dancing to suit the occasion along the way.
What they want is to enjoy life according to the highest standards of the ancient royal family.
In order to get valuable clues from the mouths of the two old men, Shangguan Aoxue...
She also didn’t want too many people to know that she was coming.
She arranged for a painting boat to wait at the river pier at the gate.
After boarding the boat, we headed straight to the artificial lake.
There are only a handful of ships on the lake.
In this way, no outsiders will know what she did on the boat.
It was the first time for the two old men to see such a big battle.
Even though Shangguan Aoxue had a smile on her face, she politely allowed the two of them to drink tea.
They were clearly holding the top-quality Dahongpao in their hands, but the two of them were stunned because they were nervous and drank it all like a big bowl of tea.
When Shangguan Aoxue saw this, her facial muscles twitched due to distress.
She really wanted to ask someone to immediately throw these two wasteful people into the lake to feed the fish.
Lao Zhou, who was the most perceptive, accidentally saw her expression, laughed awkwardly, and asked with some doubts in his words:
"Um... I'd like to ask, can't we drink tea like this?"
The blind old Liu looked at the purple clay teacup in his hand and the teapot on the table and said:
"If you don't drink tea like this, how should you drink it? It's just that this teacup and teapot are too small. It's not pleasant to drink! I said, girl, can you change me to a bigger bowl?"
As he spoke, Lao Liu stood up, took two steps towards Shangguan Aoxue, and gestured with his hand to indicate the size of the tea bowl he wanted.
Perhaps because I am getting older, I have forgotten that I still hold the purple clay teacup in my hand.
There was a falling sound.
Shangguan Aoxue looked at the purple clay teacup that had broken into pieces.
Her heart is bleeding.
Although this tea set is not her favorite.
After all, it was made by the master firing himself.