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It has been a week since the movie "The Night Is Coming" was finished.
For many staff members, the memory of that night is still vivid.
There is no other reason... It's really anemic little black and white flowers that are eaten roasted, marinated, or stir-fried... It's so delicious!
Shi Sui's various endorsements and announcements piled up too much, and he was busy with work this week.
For Xiangyi, the pleasant vacation had already begun.
Xiang's old house.
Wearing cute strawberry anti-scalding gloves, Xiangyi opened the oven.
A row of sweet and crispy egg tarts exudes a curly aroma.
The girl put the egg tarts and cranberry crisps on a plate, made a pot of peach oolong tea, and brought them to the table in the courtyard.
"Grandma, did little uncle really say he would bring little aunt back?" Xiangyi put down the wooden tray and looked out curiously.
"I hope, even if it's not a girlfriend, it's okay to bring a female friend back, if it's not possible... A male friend is also fine."
Grandma Xiang took a sip of the tea, seemingly calm, but she kept turning the beads with her fingers.
Before the words fell, a familiar devilish laughter sounded outside the fence.
"Hahaha Song Song, our pomegranate is ripe, I'll go up and pick it for you!"
A sweet voice sounded: "Farewell, it's too dangerous."
"It's okay, it's not dangerous, it's not dangerous! I'm a tree climber! And I'm super fast!"
While talking, Xiangfeng climbed up the tree wearing a suit jacket and leather shoes, picked two big and red pomegranates carefully, and shouted: "Song Song, go ahead!"
Song Qiuqiu:
In the courtyard, Xiangyi and Grandma Xiang came up with the same word in their minds:
danger! ! ! !
Xiangfeng deliberately aimed at Song Qiuqiu, throwing a pomegranate like a grenade.
"boom!"
One pomegranate hit Song Qiuqiu on the head, and the other hit Song Qiuqiu's chest!
The impact was too great, and Song Qiuqiu sat down on the ground, embarrassed.
Xiangyi and Grandma Xiang held their foreheads in sync with each other.
Encounter on the tree hurriedly called: "Song Song!"
Xiangyi clasped his hands together, praying that his little uncle could speak a few words.
Immediately afterwards, I heard that my little uncle said the speech of the universe-level steel straight man:
"You're not dead, are you?!"
Song Qiuqiu:? ?
She slowly raised her head and met Xiangfeng's overjoyed face: "Song Song, you are still alive!"
Song Qiuqiu told himself, endure, must endure.
She smiled slightly: "Well, come down."
Encounter: "No hurry, no hurry, I'll pick a few more for you! Come here!"
... God damn it is here!
Song Qiuqiu was determined to uproot the pomegranate tree.
Seeing this, Xiangyi hurried out to greet her.
"Sister Song Song, long time no see."
Song Qiuqiu has a baby face, a sweet pink cardigan with a white skirt, and looks much younger than her actual age.
"Tutu!" Song Qiuqiu was both surprised and happy, and gave Xiangyi a big hug, his eyes sparkling, "Can I pinch your face? Can I?"
Xiangyi said helplessly: "Sister Song Song, I'm already twenty-one years old..."
next second—
The cheeks were pinched, and it was the kind that pinched both sides at the same time.
Appropriate: o(*°▽°*)o
At this moment, the voice of meeting came from above his head: "Xiao Xiangyi, move a little to the side, don't affect us Song Song picking up pomegranates."
Xiangyi looked up, and found that Xiangfeng had picked a lot of pomegranates, holding them in a suit jacket, smiling honestly.
"..." Xiangyi asked cautiously, "Sister Song Song, did you really come back with my little uncle voluntarily?"