"What a nice day, everything that was originally planned has been disrupted, what should I say?" Angela said angrily, staring at Avril and Lindsay after sitting down on the garden chair, as if it was all their fault .
But Avril and Lindsay, who were familiar with her, didn't take this look seriously at all, and Lindsay exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Look, Weiwei, she no longer welcomes us to be guests at her house, this is really true Sad."
Angela rolled her eyes and squeezed her fists, showing that she wanted to use force. Seeing that something was wrong, Lindsay immediately hid behind Jessica, and continued to make faces regardless of her life, making Jessica laugh. At the same time, Angela gritted her teeth.
Fortunately, Avril stepped in at this time: "Okay, Angie, it doesn't matter where you play. Anyway, it's back to your house, why don't you show me your wardrobe and count how many clothes you have."
"Don't comfort me, Vivi," Angela showed a helpless expression, "For me, this is the second priority. When I went out today, those two little guys had to follow me. I managed to comfort them. It's only been a long time since I ran back, and those brazen little devils don't know how to laugh at me again."
"It sounds like your sister doesn't seem to have any status at home?" Jessica said mockingly with her eyes bent.
"Wow, I didn't expect Angie to be bullied by Willie and Ike?!"
"Poor Angie, I finally understand why she likes to find superiority in us."
The two guys next to him immediately began to coax, Angela was a little bit dumbfounded, she just stared at them with a wicked look, and then glared at Jessica, who had provoked this talk in dissatisfaction.
But Jessica stuck out her tongue and didn't speak again. She had a feeling of helplessness, which made Avril and Lindsay even more coaxed.
You have to give them some color and look, and you have to stop this situation where the more you are familiar with yourself, the less you take yourself seriously! Angela roared in her heart, and glanced at Jessica with malicious eyes.
At this moment, Willie's surprised voice came from afar: "Sister is back!"
Angela just turned her head, and the little guy jumped into her arms with a giggle and jumped into her arms: "I knew that my sister won't leave us alone and play outside enough to come back."
"Well... that... Willie, actually..." Angela, who was hugging her sister, rolled her eyes and tacitly said a few words before tacitly agreeing to this statement. Although the three people next to him snickered, they reached out to the little guy for the first time.
"Hey, Willie, you look so pretty."
"Willi, you look so cute, why aren't you my sister."
"I think the name Angel can be given to Willie. Of course, I have to add a word called Little Angel."
Seeing the little guy giggling and greeting Jessica and the others, the corners of Angela's mouth couldn't help turning up. At the same time, I was secretly glad that if that kid Lulu would definitely bring Willie to laugh at him here, she really was the culprit who brought down her younger siblings. Especially Willie, who looks exactly the same as when she was a child, but fortunately Ike didn't...
"Willie, where did Ike go?" Angela suddenly asked her sister, only now she realized that Ike, who was always with Willie, didn't know where she was at this time.
"Ike?" Willie turned her head and thought for a few seconds, "I think he should be in the gym. After you left us and ran away, he went to the gym to exercise."
Do you have to use the word "leave it alone" to describe it? Angela's mouth twitched, and she asked strangely, "Ike went to the gym to exercise? What can he do now? Is anyone watching him?"
"He's hitting that... what kind of wooden pile," said Willie, and made a few plausible gestures with her hands, while making a bang bang sound in her mouth, "Even my sister will do it too. work."
"Ike is hitting a stake? Kung fu?" Angela's eyes widened with disbelief, and after a while she stood up and said, "Sorry, Jessie, Vivi, Lindsay, I have to go see Ike ."
This is really surprising news, if what Willie said is true, it's that Ike didn't know when he learned Wing Chun from his grandma. It sounded like he was still very skilled, otherwise Willie wouldn't be able to say something like "Even my sister can do the kung fu"—although her poor kung fu was just framing her fists and legs, she never stopped practicing.
But why don't you know? And grandma didn't tell me... Well, grandma doesn't have to tell me, but why didn't Ike, who always likes to stick to her, come to offer her treasure? Also, how did he hit the wooden pile when he was only 7 years old
With a stomach full of doubts, Angela came to bring the door of the fitness room, and there was a quiet place inside and occasionally there were a few soft noises. When I probed in, I saw Ike's small figure standing in front of a small wooden stake about his height, hitting and hitting the wooden dummy with every move.
His speed is not fast but quite accurate, and every time he hits the wood it makes a sound. Ike, who was engrossed in his thoughts, put his mind on the wooden figurine in front of him and his own movements, and did not notice his sister's arrival at all. Looking from the side, although the face is still tender, the perseverance is very obvious, and Angela's heart can't help but feel a trace of jealousy.
Although I was a year younger than Ike when I started practicing, I have never been so dedicated to practicing while playing, so now I can only show it off. Angela sighed in her heart and justified herself. Of course, the real reason does not matter.
"It's surprising, did you play well?" Angela finally said with a smile.
Ike in front of the wooden pile was startled, and when he turned around and saw his sister, he screamed in surprise. He wanted to pounce, but he ran two steps forward and stopped, then rubbed his nose and turned his eyes. Embarrassed expressions appeared elsewhere.
"What? I was playing well just now, but I suddenly became shy." Angela said with a teasing.
"I wanted to give you a surprise when I got used to it, so I begged my grandma and my mother not to tell you that Aunt Jennifer, but you suddenly..." Ike muttered and seemed very unhappy, "It was Willie who told you yes, right?"
"Of course she told me, but why do you want to surprise me?" Angela asked with her arms crossed.
Ike's eyes rolled and he didn't speak. Looking at his appearance, Angela could guess something, so he pouted and changed the subject: "By the way, when did you learn kung fu from grandma? How long have you been practicing? ?"
"I wanted to learn from my grandma for a long time, but it wasn't until the end of last year that my grandmother agreed to teach me." Not only did Ike not reject the question, but he raised his chest proudly: "I have been practicing for more than half a year. Grandma praised me for perseverance and perseverance, not as lazy as… like… so lazy.”
Looking at the hesitant appearance he said at the end, Angela couldn't help laughing, and reached out and rubbed the little guy's head: "You did a great job, Ike, much better than me."
"Really?" Ike's eyes suddenly lit up.
Looking at his face that was quite similar to his own when he was a child, and the dark eyes he inherited from his father, Angela nodded seriously: "Of course, grandma is right, I'm really lazy on this, so my Kung fu is meant to be seen and not used in actual combat. If you keep at it, you will definitely be better than me than anyone else."
"I will definitely persevere," Ike nodded his head vigorously, followed by waving his small arms enthusiastically, "No one can beat me in school now!"
Hearing this, Angela suddenly felt sweating profusely, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching. But she didn't say anything else, rubbed Ike's head, walked to her wooden stump and made a start, and suddenly started to bang.
Up and down, left and right, and again; very good, very smooth, after all, the time for my own practice is not short. Angela looked at Ike next to her, staring at her intently, her hands moving faster and faster until she felt dizzy at the end.
"If you practice uninterrupted, you will soon reach this speed. Of course, I only have speed and skills, so you have to ask grandma for more advice." Angela continued to encourage Ike, and at the same time, she must be a little complacent.
It was just the joy that gave birth to sadness that, just as she was speaking, her hand suddenly slipped, and the back of her hand suddenly hit the wooden bar, causing Angela, who was not prepared, to scream in agony.
"What's the matter, are you okay, sister?" Ike hurried over to grab Angela's hand and take a closer look.
"It's nothing, I bumped into it, it just hurts." Angela, who was rubbing her hands and sucking in the air, forced a smile.
"Let me see!" Ike insisted, grabbing his sister's hand and looking at it repeatedly, making sure that it was just a red spot and nothing else before releasing it with confidence.
"Can't you see that little Ike cares so much about me?" Angela smiled and rubbed his head again after taking back her hand.
Ike's little face turned red, and he didn't say anything but shrugged his shoulders.
"Okay, stop fighting, go out and play, I'm back anyway, don't worry about leaving you behind." Angela bit the word "left" very hard.
Ike couldn't help grimacing, and after kissing his sister's cheek, he giggled and ran out.
Although the afternoon of the last day of vacation was spent at home because of the reporter, it was still very pleasant. Jessica, Avril and Lindsay were talking about their own movies and music, but Lindsay had to complain about Angela after listening to the other two.
Of course, Angela, who was chatting with her younger siblings while accompanying them, completely ignored this sentence. Although Lindsay said so, she could see from the smile on her face that she liked Angela's script very much.
What made Angela a little depressed was that she had originally promised to stay at Jessica's apartment for the night, but now she can only stay at her house for the night as usual. Jessica expressed understanding, as long as she was with Angela, it was the same everywhere.