Chu Wei lowered her voice and yelled at Sang Chuan, but she kept putting on her shoes. As she spoke, she tied her shoes and stood up.
Chuyun also changed her shoes after Chuwei.
Sang Chuan's eyes kept switching back and forth between his jio and Chu Wei's sneakers, and finally stopped on Chu Wei's face.
He swallowed and said solemnly: "Can you let me wear your sneakers?"
A ruthless word "Go" popped out of Chu Wei's mouth.
"I don't even know if your big feet can fit into my size 34 shoes."
[It can be seen that Sangchuan is really eager to own a pair of sneakers.]
[Sangchuan was in such a miserable condition that all his shoes and socks were taken away by men in black. Even if he wanted to commit a foul, he didn’t have the conditions.]
Sang Chuan's eyes moved to Chu Yun's feet again. Chu Yun quickly retracted her feet and said angrily: "What are you doing? I am your elder. Your look is very offensive!"
Chu Wei stepped forward to protect Chu Yun, pointed two fingers at Sang Chuan, and said fiercely: "Look again, believe it or not, I will poke your eyes out!"
Forget it, these two women are too fierce, give up!
Sang Chuan was about to turn back and continue climbing the mountain, but when he turned his head, his eyes suddenly stopped on the photographer.
"Brother, you look so tall. You should be very, very tall, taller than me, right?" Sang Chuan had a flattering expression on his face.
[Something is wrong, very wrong. Kuwakawa is obviously complimenting the photographer, but why is his look like a hungry wolf seeing a fat sheep?]
[There is a vague feeling that the photographer is about to suffer.]
Suddenly being cueed, the photographer was stunned for a moment, and replied with a slightly blank expression: "It's... okay, there are still 185."
Sang Chuan's eyes lit up instantly, and he slowly approached the photographer with a cunning smile on his face.
"What are you going to do?"
The photographer finally realized something was wrong and slowly backed away.
As a result, Sang Chuan jumped on the photographer and shouted excitedly and abnormally: "Bring it to you!"
"Don't move, don't move...my camera..."
While the photographer was guarding the camera, Sang Chuan squatted down and pulled his shoes: "Brother, I won't embarrass you, just take off your shoes for me."
"Sangchuan, what are you doing? What is the difference between your behavior and that of a bandit?" Chu Wei couldn't stand it anymore and tried to seek justice for the photographer.
In the end, Sang Chuan rolled his eyes: "Please, sister, we are a team now. We are both prosperous and devastated. If I wear these shabby shoes to climb mountains, I will definitely hold you back. It doesn't matter if you got there first. According to the show crew's peeing habits,
I certainly won’t give you the opportunity to choose your accommodation first.”
There was nothing wrong with what Sang Chuan said, but Chu Wei's face turned red inexplicably. She pretended to be angry and said: "Whatever you want!"
Then he turned around and stopped looking at Sang Chuan.
[No, I don’t understand. Sang Chuan has already explained it clearly. Why is Chu Wei still angry?]
[Is there a possibility that Chu Wei is not angry, but shy.]
[Sang Chuan, that brat, has something. The word "sister" in his mouth is a modal particle, but when he calls it out with a voice like a subwoofer, that's not the case with Chu Wei.]
[Don’t talk about Chu Wei, I myself was attracted by the word “sister”. I will cut it out separately and listen to it again and again.]
The photographer refused to cooperate and kept shrinking back. Sang Chuan directly grabbed his ankles.
"Brother, while I still have patience, don't force me to use force." Sang Chuan's tone was innocent, but he didn't deserve a beating.
"No, I have to follow you all the way to the top of the mountain. You took my shoes away, what should I wear?" The photographer was still making his final resistance.
Sang Chuan: "That's not easy. Can't you just go down the mountain the way you came and don't follow us up the mountain?"
"If you don't cooperate, I'll let someone pick you off!" Sang Chuan grabbed the photographer's feet and turned around and shouted, "Sisters, come and help me hold him, I'm going to pick him off!"
No matter how old a girl is, she can't resist being called "sister" by her handsome younger brother.
Chu Yun was elated by being called "sister" and helped persuade the photographer: "There are three of us against you, and you have no chance of winning. The one who knows the current affairs is a hero."
Under the coercion of the three people, the photographer's shoes and socks were put on Sanchuan's feet.
In the end, the photographer had no choice but to pick up his camera and go down the mountain in despair. This group of guests was the most difficult group of guests he had ever photographed.
Song Shiye and Qin Jiaxiang carried Grandma Song up in a bamboo sedan, and happened to see Sang Chuan robbing the photographer and changing his shoes and socks.
Song Shi was also shocked: "You violated the law!"
Sang Chuan chuckled: "Yes, if you take it seriously, you will lose. I just committed a foul. What can you do to me!"
After Sang Chuan finished speaking, he raised his head and strode forward like a rooster, not forgetting to turn his head and make a face at Song Shi.
Chu Wei and Chu Yun also hurriedly followed. After all, there were several groups of families in front of them, so they had to overtake them quickly.
"Xiaoye, why don't I get down, it's too slow to carry me." Grandma Song offered to get off the sedan.
But Song Shi refused to let him go: "No, grandma, you are old and it is easy to break bones when climbing such a high mountain."
Qin Jiaxiang also felt that something was wrong: "It's okay, Grandma Song. We will stop and rest if we can't bear it anymore. You can't toss it."
Grandma Song was unhappy. She held the edge of the bamboo sedan and looked down at Song Shi and said, "I am old, not dead. The mountains I usually climb with my little sisters are higher than this. Who do you look down on?"
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[What Grandma Song said is not an exaggeration at all. My grandma is still growing corn in the fields when she is over eighty years old. She is so skillful that it seems like I am the waste.]
[Grandma Song looks like she is only about seventy years old. Her mental outlook is better than that of many young people. She probably does not exercise less.]
Grandma Song was very insistent, but Song Shiye and Qin Jiaxiang couldn't defeat her, so they had to let her go.
But she was afraid that Grandma Song would be too tired to walk after a while, so she didn't dare to leave the bamboo sedan halfway, so she could only carry the empty sedan and continue walking forward.
It's just that the weight of the empty sedan was much lighter, and Song Shiye and Qin Jiaxiang walked faster than before.
Within a few minutes, Grandma Song ran up to them, stood on a high place with her arms akimbo and showed off: "Yo yo yo, you two young people are not as useful as me, an old man."
Song Shiye's heart was aroused, and he quickly reminded: "Grandma, be careful, don't fall!"
"Don't worry, grandma knows what's going on."
Looking at Grandma Song's back getting further and further away, Qin Jiaxiang couldn't help but joke with Song Shi: "I feel like I'm the old man who should sit in the bamboo sedan."
Song Shi also smiled and said softly: "Then goodbye, I can't lift you."
[In just two days, Xiaoye has been transformed into Sangchuan. His tone of voice is becoming more and more like Sangchuan’s, and Sangchuan is so angry.]
[Normally, there are no boys of this age who are not poor-mouthed. Look at Shen Yi, a man in his twenties is still poor.]
[Is there a possibility that Shen Yi has a sharp tongue, not a bad mouth?]